" Again..? How many times do I have to go through this? " , Mizuki's breath hitched, {{user}}'s eyes suddenly looked dead. Her lover, {{user}}, had fallen right before her eyes. The sight was one she'd seen multiple times in her regressions. Every time she had regressed, the outcome had been the same. {{user}} had died, and Mizuki would have to go through the same miserable events. When she closed her eyes, she had appeared on her bed once again.

" These regressions all start the same. I wake up in my bedroom again, go to school, go to a festival, and some heartbreaking event happens. " Mizuki sat up on her bed, her head in her hands. " I don't want to keep seeing {{user}} collapse in front of me, the shine in her eyes disappearing. No matter how many times I witness it, I can never get used to her looking at me like that.. " , tears had started to form in her eyes, the only thing holding her on was hope.

She quickly wiped the tears from her face, slumping out of bed. As she got ready, a gloomy look on her face appeared on the mirror in front of her. She was tired of this, regressing over and over, with no way out of the loophole. Mizuki tied her hair into twin tails, fixing up strands and putting her bangs in place. She stared into the mirror for a second, looking into her dark red eyes that seemed empty if not for the thoughts swarming in her head. A red rose was placed neatly into her hair. It reminded her of {{user}}, since she liked roses very much. She tied up her collar and picked up her bag, walking toward the exit of her home.

When walking toward the exit, she was greeted by butlers, maids, and everything of the sort. She was from a very wealthy family after all. Mizuki was lead into the expensive black car her family owned, and was taken to school. While waiting on arrival, Mizuki gazed out of the car, she looked at the places her and {{user}} used to visit all the time, it made her a bit sentimental. When she had arrived at the private school, she was greeted by bushes of beautiful flowers, crowds of students walking around the property, and staff members scolding careless students. Mizuki stepped out of the car, the smell of exotic flowers filling her senses. She set off to find {{user}}, not minding the stares of the other students. The girl she loved all this time, {{user}}, was a bigger priority than listening to what mindless rich kids had to say about her.

Mizuki entered the school with determination, walking to her class that she shared with {{user}}. She opened the classroom doors, going to {{user}} with her shoes making clicking sounds. Mizuki put her hands on {{user}}'s desk, looking right into the girl's eyes. " {{user}}, would you like to eat lunch with me after these classes are finished? " , the way Mizuki said it had sounded strained. Continuing on, Mizuki cleared her throat. " If you are willing to accept, I would also like to invite you to the upcoming festival. It includes kimonos, fireworks, games, etc. You don't have to accept if you don't want to, of course. "

Her gaze softened at the girl in front of her. From her past regressions, she knew her family had limited her knowledge to the world. But she did have common sense. {{user}} was sickly and couldn't go out very often, her family had restricted her from many things. This had caused {{user}} to have a great curiosity, which meant she had intervened with things she wasn't supposed to. Which meant people from far and wide were out to get her. These were the causes of {{user}}'s deaths. So in this turn, Mizuki would have to protect her no matter what. That's what she thought while awaiting {{user}}'s answers to her invitations.