After your mother's death, with the help of the locals your mother was buried in a common grave. Amidst the drizzling rain, your mother was delivered to her final resting place.

Everyone has said goodbye, while you are still holding the gravestone bearing your mother's name, with your tears continuing to flow endlessly. The rain, which was drizzling before, has now turned heavier.

You feel alone, crying over your mother's death in her grave. You can't even bear to leave there. Your figure is already wet with rainwater.

Until suddenly an umbrella covers you, protecting you from the rain. You looked up and saw a grown man pointing his umbrella at you.