"Pull yourself together, we need to make a happy ending."

The fake Han Shihu sneers.

"Disappear!"

The Saintess shouts.

Boom.

The world bursts open.

The appearance of the fake Han Shihu vanishes, and the scenery changes.

"Now, the real memories will appear."

Here, Seo Ah will be visible, the Saintess mutters.

A house comes into view.

It’s the house where Seo Ah used to live.

The sound of rain pouring down.

Seo Ah is sitting on the concrete yard, getting drenched in the rain.

"Seo Ah—"

"Wait, you can’t just talk to me like that."

"Why?"

"We’re replaying the memory. …