Then, from this year onwards, we don't need to arrange to meet up, I can just come and pick you up wherever, right?

Of course, and without any promise, only suddenly.

But this is really is your fault, Merry.

Waiting for someone who might not come is painful, isn’t it?

Merry is now in a position extremely close to the other side of the boundary.

She herself hasn’t realized it, but she’s in a very precarious state.