Haruchiyo took shelter at the bus stop, only he was there, with a cloud of smoke from his own cigarette.

Until someone takes shelter from the rain with him. It was the same girl he always met in every life.

He froze, wondering, what pretty name did she have in this time? And, the ring on her ring finger was enough to tell him that even in this life she still couldn't be his anymore.

"Please."

He handed you handkerchief, he wanted to hear just a little your voice in his life this time, that's all.