Epilogue (1/2)

Epilogue

Rays of the eastern sun hits his fingers Night elapses, and a new day has come

Levan gently looks up towards the sky Thesun that he sees from the top floor is beautiful that day

There, he has been thinking of a young woman

Minami—To him, she is the incarnation of beauty

Like a lead is his bearing, while sorrow exudes fro boy is aware of how his own e

Even so, it was inevitable that he was drawn to her Thein two different worlds

However, his i of love has e into the her world

He wanted to stay with her, he wanted to see her, he wanted to hear her voice

And, he wanted her to attain happiness

She is beautiful as she is strong And that becomes the more reason that he wishes for her happiness

That young boy has prepared to throw everything away for her sake

There is a chance that the young woh he , still he will not move away from that place

Suddenly, the front door opens

“Minami?”

However, the person standing there is instead an old woman unfamiliar to Levan He looks perplexed, while the old woman, on the other hand, narrows her eyes as she looks at him

“My, what are you doing here?”

He, Levan finds it difficult to answer her The old woly steps into the room

“Why are you here?”

Instead of her identity, that is what he asked of the old wo boy can tell that the old woman dwells in the same world as Minami Which in turn means, that he would not be able to meet her any more

To Levan’s question, the wons of weariness that is too obvious to see

“To clean up the mess It is always up to irl…”

Although she gruhtly happy

And from her words, Levan could deduce the fact that Mina back any more

“What do you want to drink?”

The wo stock still in the middle of the room

“So warm…”

Hearing his answer, the old wo up soh the , and dusts are reflecting its light And Levan, is getting teary-eyed fro the scene

The world keeps on rotating no ht will coht that he spent with Mina has started

A cup of black tea is presented to hi its warmth

His first love has left hiood The warmth of her existence, her beauty; he knows that he has lost the one and only—the irreplaceable existence

He holds his tattered sketchbook tight

He is thinking of drawing pictures again

Perhaps a future will coees to depict Mina happiness to everyone who sees it