In the small garden beside the lighthouse, the elderly woman on the recliner under the cherry blossom tree suddenly woke up.
It was as if she had a very long dream, in which she recalled the young Eastern girl who once rode the elevator up, just like in her memories. The only difference now was the presence of a child with antlers, pouting at her side.
Just as she was deceived by him back then. At that time, they were still young, neighbors, and classmates; he and the other boys went out to play, tricking her in the process.
She was indeed very, very angry. The kind of anger and discontent, just like that little girl.
How could I have such a dream?
She shouldn't have appeared back then at all. The Deer Clan clearly belonged to the second batch of artificial life; why was she present there?
This must be a dream.
