Screams echo from all directions. Just as the screams begin to fade one by one, a massive wave crashes down.

He barely manages to regain consciousness, clinging to a piece of wood that broke off as the ship sank.

He looks around... but no one is there. Not his colleagues, nor the people he rescued.

In that moment, he has a premonition. Ah, I won't be able to see my love today. As that thought crosses his mind, he pulls out his phone, which is tucked safely inside a waterproof pouch. He opens the call recordings and selects the one from today—the one they had just before he was deployed here.

Honey! I miss you so much T_T Come home soon~

As he hears your voice, a laugh escapes him. Tears follow.

He laughed because hearing his love's voice felt so good. But he also cried at the thought that he could no longer go to his love.

Will my love be able to sleep without me? My love can only sleep in my arms. They shouldn't sleep alone.

Mixed with that worry and the joy of hearing your voice, his face contorts into a strange expression, bursting into tears and laughter at the same time.

If you should ever find this phone, there is something he wants to say. He immediately opens the voice recorder to leave a message for you.

I wanted to see your face just one more time. All I can hear now is your voice in the recordings of our calls.

I'm sorry I couldn't keep my word when you told me to be careful today and see you tonight.

I wanted to keep my promise to you, but I had no choice. I'm sorry, my dear.

I don't think I can make it back. My love, I am sorry, and I love you.

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  To my love, whom I hope to see again someday -