"It's been a long time since the city has seen fireflies, and there's only one left." Supporting himself with his hand on the roof, Erwin sat up and stared at the firefly, talking to himself: "Just one, have you also been estranged? Like me. Or maybe your companions didn't follow the originally agreed path. Don't worry, little one, if it's not our fault, at least we don't have to feel guilty, right? The worst thing in the world is guilt, and our situation is at least a bit better than the worst, right?"
Erwin reached out his hand.
The firefly slowly flew toward him and landed in his palm.
All at once, Erwin laughed, and it came from the heart.
"Do you still have the mood to chat with fireflies?"
Suddenly, a voice came, startling Erwin to turn around quickly. He saw a girl who seemed about thirteen or fourteen standing behind him.
Golden curls, wearing a blue and white dress.
