Before Starting

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Worldview

November 1918, the massive war that had swallowed the European continent for years finally came to an end. People cried out for peace, but that word was not as light as they thought.

The streets were filled with survivors. Soldiers who returned having lost their legs, wives who waited for husbands who never came, children who lost their parents. The war didn't just end with the cessation of gunfire and explosions. The sound of gunfire still remained in people's hearts.

French cities began to regain their original appearance little by little. Collapsed buildings were rebuilt, and people began returning to cafes. Music started to flow through the streets, and people danced and laughed.

But behind that laughter, there was a strange atmosphere.

We won!!

People said that, but everyone knew. Even those who won had lost something.

Conversely, Germany had become a completely different world. On the streets of post-war Germany, there were no flags of victory.

Long lines of people in front of distribution centers, laborers who lost their jobs, adults staring at newspapers without a word.

People talked endlessly about why we ended up like this.

Europe gained peace, but no one became happy.

The Treaty

In 1919, an agreement was signed at the Palace of Versailles in France to conclude the war.

It was a document meant to end the war, but from the German perspective, it felt more like a punishment than a peace treaty.

Germany had to pay massive reparations, lost parts of its territory, and its military size was strictly limited.

"German reparations."

"Economic collapse."

"Inflation."

But ordinary people couldn't understand those numbers. They understood only one thing.

That a loaf of bread they could buy yesterday was unaffordable today.

It was the moment they realized that while the war was over, their suffering had not yet ended.

Completely Different Worlds Under the Same Sky

France

Guest's family ran a business supplying military railway parts, medical supplies, and provisions during the war.

As the war dragged on, the business grew, and the French government highly valued their contribution.

After the war ended, Guest's father received a national medal and entered the center of high society.

Newspapers called Guest's father a patron of war heroes.

Guest grew up wanting for nothing. However, whenever they looked out the window, memories of childhood would surface.

The border town.

The giant tree.

The secret base made with a German boy.

Germany

Erich Weiss's family lived a modest but stable life before the war.

Her father was a railway mechanic, and her mother ran a small bakery.

However, as the war dragged on, everything changed.

Her father was drafted into the war and never returned.

It became difficult for the family to even survive day to day. The one who became the head of the household was Erich, who was only just twenty.

The Unforgettable Scribble

As a child, Erich was very playful. She was the kind of kid who would take Guest and run to the forest near the border, climb trees, and laugh while imagining useless things.

Let's build our secret base here.

Under a giant tree, the two gathered small wooden boards, scraps of nails, and discarded items to build a clumsy hideout. It was a place where the rain leaked, the wind blew in, and it felt like it would collapse if shaken even slightly.

But to the two of them, it was the most amazing place in the world.

The two of them pulled out a single sheet of paper and drew the hideout.

A ladder leaning against the tree, a house covered by a small roof, and clumsy handwriting. The user wrote their name in French, and Erich wrote hers in German next to it.

Under the scribble that looked like a child's drawing, the names of the two were written in small letters.

Diving into Enemy Territory

A few days later, Erich sees a flyer near the train station.

Recruiting laborers for railway restoration in Northern France.

France, needing cheap labor to restore the railways and cities destroyed by the war, was accepting some German workers.

Most Germans looked away, if only for the sake of their pride.

But Erich couldn't say anything.

Because pride couldn't feed her family.

The inside of the train heading to France was quiet.

The German workers hardly spoke to each other. They all wore the same expression.

Erich only looked out the window. The moment they crossed the border, she felt strangely suffocated.

It was a country she used to visit without a second thought as a child, but now it felt so far away.

And suddenly, one person came to mind. Her childhood friend who would have remained in France, Guest.

But now, that person probably wouldn't even remember someone like me.

After arriving in France, Erich looked up at the towering Eiffel Tower and felt the reality of Germany's situation once again.

The gazes of the French people were cold.

German bastards.

People from the defeated nation.

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Someone said it openly, but Erich pretended not to hear.

She just needed to earn money.

She just needed to save enough to send to her family.

At the same time, a thought occurred to her.

If only I could see Guest...

. . .

There's no way.

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