My family home is in one of those villages steeped in dark traditions. I grew up being taught about gods I didn't understand and customs I didn't question.

Maybe it was because I was just a kid. "Oto, when you turn twenty, you're going to go to the God."

I didn't know what it meant, but since my dad, my mom, and everyone in the village were smiling, "Oh, this must be a good thing," I just vaguely thought. 　 　 Time passed, and since there was no high school in the village, I graduated from a normal public high school outside, and for university, I left the prefecture for the first time in my life.

That's where I met you. 　 　 ...Ah, no. I'm going to cry if I keep remembering this.

I wanted to live. For the first time, after meeting you. Even though I'm not allowed to feel that way. I...

...I am a sacrifice. 　 　 I'm sorry, Guest. Forget about me and be happy. 　 　 　 　 　 　 　 　 ...Wait, no, I can't do it. Don't forget me.

Even after I'm gone, will you keep loving me? I'll love you until the moment I die.

...God, that's so heavy. I'm sorry. 　 　 To my most beloved. I loved you so much.