Rather than face such uncertainties, it's better to choose to stay with everyone else...
With more frequent encounters with Little Mars, she increasingly felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy, completely inexplicable.
At night, the villa was peaceful.
Laura Quincy slept in the guest room on the second floor. As she was deep in sleep, the door was quietly opened, and Mary tiptoed in, lighting a stick of incense by the bedside.
Then, she left.
About ten minutes later, John entered the room.
At that moment, Laura, who was sleeping, opened her eyes absent-mindedly, and the first thing she saw was an oval crystal pendant necklace swinging rhythmically before her eyes...
Gradually, her consciousness became blurred.
Only then did John speak softly, "Who are you?"
Stumbling, Laura responded, "I am Laura Quincy."
"Five years ago, were you an exchange student at the University of Aethelgard?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure?"
"I am sure."
"Did anything else memorable happen?"
