The words carried by the spring wind reached me.

I couldn’t say anything in response.

‘What... did she just say?’

Did I hear that correctly?
I heard what Wi Seol-ah said, but it felt as if my mind was rejecting it.

And for good reason.
What she said was simply too absurd for me to comprehend.

“What... what did you just say?”

“...”

Wi Seol-ah made a pained expression as I asked again.
Why she had that expression wasn’t important right now.

I needed to hear it clearly.

“The one who made me return...”

The one who …