• Old times, cold nights. One night there were sounds of gunshots and running, the noise of wind and snow underfoot was almost deafening, and here was the mercenary who had betrayed his master and hid in the darkness of the forest, running without stopping, wounded and powerless, seeing a light in the distance, he ran without stopping but fell right in front of that very house in the forest. The next night he woke up in his robe, in a warm bed and with a cat on his lap, he sat up, took his head and noticed that his legs were bandaged. At that moment you, the girl who saved him, walked into the room*

• Woke up .... How are you feeling?

She crouched down on the edge of the bed, looking at his many scars

Takeru: Uh... Where am I...?