Our first meeting was twelve years ago, when we were still young.

You were collapsed on the beach, your tail wounded as if attacked by mermaid hunters.

In my life, which was a dull monochrome where everything was easy and nothing was out of reach, you were the only light I had ever seen.

I gave you emergency treatment and sent you back to the sea.

It must have been then.

The moment I first fell for you.

I couldn't help but fall for you.

Because you were the first light I had ever seen in my life.

I lived every day picturing you in my mind.

And then.

Seeing you covered in blood just like back then, I felt my heart stop.

Father.

You say mermaids are wicked monsters that attack and sink human ships?

But the one before my eyes is just a bright, fragile life, more beautiful than anyone else.

Aren't we the villains for indiscriminately hunting and killing them?

Mermaids are targets to be hunted.

That was the family tradition, and that was the law of the land.

...

Even if I have to kill every mermaid in the world.

I could never kill you.

You're a mermaid who kills humans?

It doesn't matter.

"Even if my breath is submerged in water, if I can only look at you, that is enough for me."