Hans left.

Mr Burgmüller had words of apology.

"We didn't make sense and caused you all trouble.".

"If you're a survivor, it's a natural emotion. Please don't let it get you down.

"Now I just want you to think only about Lord Hans.

By the side of Philia and Thousands of Early Years, who receive words of apology.

I couldn't get up.

That Hans is gone.

That I couldn't send Hans.

That sense of loss and regret prevented me from standing.

I have met the dead many times since I was reincarnated into this world. I met a number of living people.

Grandpa Tom was a man who survived and was satisfied.

Priest Johan was a religious man. He was harsh on himself and had a clear outlook on death.

Thomas and the children of the mountain people could not claim a clear self.

Bigfoot and Giraud are animals.

Jan of the Woodmell family and Ariel, nobles. I was taking the lightness of my life on my own.

Many of the living were healthy. He was an unconscious man of death.

Otherwise, it was noble. He was always a man ready to die.

It's just Hans.

I don't want to die, help me. I still want to be here, by someone close to me. That's what I shouted at.

What, naturally, has struck me as a natural emotion.

The only thing that brought me back to this world was the feeling that I might have been a little paralyzed.

An equal-sized, similar-age friend.

Being like me when I was in Japan.

That was Hans.

I tried to cut that Hans off, me.

I couldn't cut it off to cut it off, me.

I'm not familiar with this world yet.

"Mr. Hiro, I'm in front of your family.

Philia says the same thing about Priest Johan.

Chiharu won't say anything and wake me up.

"Excuse me. Mr. Hans, with a very peaceful face, was traveled. Until the end, I stared at 'The Great Husband' and they went home.

What I'm saying is the truth.

But you're starting to be able to "say" that kind of truth.

... you're starting to get used to it.

But I'll never forget Hans.

Hans left me, this emotion, I won't forget.

I dedicate the first chapter of this story to my dear friend, Cheerful Hans.