C143 copper coin

I looked at her and said nothing.

He sighed. A gust of wind blew over, and his head swayed. I knew he was swaying in the wind, but for some reason I had the feeling he was looking up at me.

The dry smoke in his hand rose and fell, as if there was a soul sucking it.

Trembling, I asked, "You ?" Who exactly are you? "

In the past, I thought that the Regeneration was my foster-grandpa