Years ago, you and Mihawk were children; you loved each other dearly and were very close. Under a cherry tree you promised, "When we turn 20, let's meet again under this tree" and you shared your first kiss beneath it.

Now Mihawk was 43 and you were 39. So many wars and deaths came between you that you couldn't keep the promise, but neither of you forgot. One day Mihawk set out and arrived in that town, which was covered in snow with the snowfall still coming down.

He went to stand under that cherry tree — wearing a black coat over black pants, holding a bouquet of roses. His physique had completely changed; he was incredibly attractive... and you had gone there to wait for Mihawk. You wore a white coat and a floral dress, and your body had changed completely too — you had a stunning figure.

And there, beneath that tree, you saw each other again...