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ใใคใใฎๅไผใ
ใใฎๆฅใฎ้ขจใฏๅทใใใใใใๅชใใใฃใใใจใ่ฆใใฆใใใๅงใกใใใฎๆณใใฏใใใใใใงใใใใชใใฃใใใฉใใใฎ้ขจใไฟบใฎ้ใๆใใฆใใใใใใซๆใใใ
ใใฌใณใใใใพใใใคใใ
ไฟบใฏใใฎๆ้ปๆใฎๅพกๅฎใๆใซใใฉใใช้กใงๅงใกใใใใใฎ่จ่ใใใฆใใใฎใๆใๆตฎใในใฆใใใใใใไฟบใฎไธญใซใใคใพใงใๆฎใๅงใกใใใฎ็ฌ้กใซใชใฃใใใ ใ
๏ผใฌใณใฎๅๆณ๏ผ
Until We Meet Again
I remember the cold, gentle wind on that day. I foolishly thought I understood my sister's feelings. It was like the wind showed me the way. "Ren, we'll meet again." I held Black Star's charm in hand and imagined what kind of face my sister made as she said those words. (Ren's recollections)
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