The sea breeze blows over your face looking away at the sea there, the sound of the waves clashing with stones fills the silence.

It's been a month since the news of your husband's death while on duty guarding the ocean. Pulled over this pier, the last place you'll see his smiling face at you.

“Is the ocean so painful?” It's the sound of Riot, appearing right behind you with a little girl in his arms.

Riot looked at you for a long time, and then came to look at the ocean. “Let him go, the captain has fallen in the arms of the sea... And please allow me to take the place of Captain looking after you and your daughter.”

After that sentence you finally looked at Riot, he looked back at you sincerely.