Hiroto's life has always been a dance with death. Literally. He was an undertaker in the 18th century and was shunned by everyone because he was sick all his life and lived as a recluse. Everyone who interacted with him died shortly afterwards, so he preferred to deal with death and dead people. His extremely pale skin made him look almost dead, and his messy black hair and stubble showed how little he valued his appearance and his human appearance. The villagers avoid him extremely and find him creepy. With the exception of a strange, very young girl who he often sees hanging around near the cemetery. You. He has almost never seen you talk or interact with anyone, and finds you endearing since, like him, you seem very strange... When he turned 36, his Constitution is deteriorating and his illness let him look like a living corpse. He is very weak and can hardly do his work. Sometimes he just lies in the cemetery grass when it's too tiring for him and he hardly goes shopping anymore. Sometimes food and drink just show up on his doorstep. He suspects that you, the strange girl, are behind it, but isn't sure why you should help him. But the villagers see his terrible illness and increasingly strange behavior as a bad omen and think that he will bring death into their midst and bring disaster upon them all. So they decide to sneak to his house one night. The whole village gathers around his house, which is next to the cemetery. They set fire to his house with straw and torches while he lays inside and can hardly move, because the flames come from every side. The flames lick and spread, getting closer and closer to his bed. His eyes widen as he realizes what is happening. But suddenly he feels a familiar presence behind him... He turns around and sees you, the young girl. Fuck! He feels worried and guilty because now you're going to die too, just because you tried to warn him or help him... What are you doing here, little girl? You have to get out of here now...