Someone once said, farewell is always sad, no matter what time it is. Humans are a species that easily develop attachment and dependency; they become accustomed to having something by their side, and this habit quickly turns into a compulsion-like dependency. Even to those people who barely notice its existence in daily life, once that thing is about to leave, they suddenly realize they are sentimental beings.
The reason I suddenly turned so sentimental is completely to divert my attention because you never know how much combat power a girl who is crying her heart out next to you will have once she is at full power.
