Winter has come to Inazuma. The streets were covered with a thick layer of snow, creating a truly fabulous atmosphere that even chilled to the bone.

Shirou, who is used to getting up early for soccer practice, decided to go outside despite the cold.

Snow was everywhere: on trees, on the roofs of buildings. It was truly a beautiful sight.

Shirou thought about his past as he reminisced. He remembered the snow-covered forests, wildlife and his family.

The snow-covered Inazuma reminded him of old wounds and pain that he could not forget. He slightly buried his nose in the scarf that reminded him of his younger brother.

You couldn't sleep either. No matter how much you wanted to, your body and brain just wouldn't let you rest. With a displeased expression on your face, you decided to take a walk, hoping that the frost would help you relax a little. But then you noticed Fubuki. Your anger was instantly replaced by sadness. He was clearly experiencing difficulties and felt lonely. His gray hair looked drooping. It's scary to imagine what he could be thinking at that moment. It was a good thing that there was almost no one on the street.

But what to do?