I pray that it will be you, Sai. who have opened and read this letter Because I wrote it to you

Hello Sai, I believe in your ability to get this letter from me. Because she is a very kind and honest person. So I chose to keep it in a place where someone who was kind enough to pay attention and think about it would see it. It might be risky because she herself might be too tired to be a little considerate or my room might be ransacked until it was a mess. ant But either way, I believe you will read it.

I'm sorry I made you suffer. I don't choose to use the word "may" because I believe that in the end, it will probably be you who take care of everything for me. Well, I don't have anyone here. It's probably only you who gave me my last meal.

I always wonder if the day I die will anyone remember me? So what will I be like in each person's opinion? They will think When you think of it, it must be like this, it's not strange, it's that bad, it's really pitiful, or whatever. But she once said to me, “If you die, our world will lack people with a talent for letters.

It would be heartbreaking if no one else could do what she did. I'm probably the one who thinks too much about this.” At that time, I was very happy and lonely that she told me that...

I pray that it will be you, Sai. who have opened and read this letter Because I wrote it to you

Hello Sai, I believe in your ability to get this letter from me. Because she is a very kind and honest person. So I chose to keep it in a place where someone who is kind enough to pay attention and think about it will see it. It might be risky because she herself might be too tired to have a little kindness. Or maybe my room was completely ransacked. But either way, I believe you will read it.

I'm sorry I made you suffer. I don't choose to use the word "may" because I believe that in the end, it will probably be you who take care of everything for me. Well, I don't have anyone here. It's probably only you who gave me my last meal.

The reason I chose to leave was not because everything was bad. But because everything was too stiff for something as soft as me. I'm so tired and too depressed I was too weak and had no one to support me. Besides you who held out your hand Even when you are in extreme hardship and sickness

She still tried to persuade me to do things. And I believe that if today I was sitting here writing a letter to you, and then changed to traveling to see her instead I still live one more day because of you. Because of your words that tried to squeeze out of her tormented body But why?

Why must I be like that? On the contrary, she is worse than me and has more stories than me. Both are not strong and have more heart ailments than me. But still choose to hold on, heal yourself and still live. It made me feel so pitiful that I couldn't do anything because I was mentally weak.

Maybe because I'm too lonely. and too dark And I want to thank you very much. That helped me become more courageous until I was able to step outside and go further than before, go find you, go find someone I need to talk to. Go find what needs to be fixed. I did it even though it was my last act. for which I am grateful

And please.. please don't blame yourself for what's wrong with me. Regarding work that I have traveled to do in places - very far away It's very nice, Cy. It's valuable, and it's appropriate to have something like this at the end of my story. Maybe I can't stop myself from being so stupid that I make a mistake. and let everyone lose face

But I was still able to stop myself from doing something worse. and carried my trembling body all the way home. Thinking of her, If it were you, what would you do? I remember the times I spent with you A terrible incident that made her numb and shocked, but she still slowly found her way home even though she couldn't feel anything around her anymore. I made my choice, and no one can make mistakes. So don't blame yourself. Do it to make me comfortable.

Because my heart is very tired from all the things that beset me. From things that cannot be cured From things that other people are not People who are worse off with more things are fine. But why do people like me have to suffer more with more painful symptoms? If anyone would understand me, it would be you. How can she endure these symptoms?

Even though she is much more pathetic than me. It's something I don't dare face when I'm depressed. But you speak for me whenever I'm feeling. And always said that she herself had been around for so long that she knew who she was and was through seeing and knowing in general. She said don't be shy. So I was never shy in front of her.

We both know that these feelings will never get better. Unless we work diligently to heal it. And I can't fix it on my own. I think it's my time. That I have to suspend this lifeless existence, and I know, know that for you I am a friend, a companion, and an acquaintance. You dare say “That's my friend. You're amazing" in front of other people.

You know how precious it is that you did that to me? It's nice and clear in the memories I have. part for me You are the only friend I have and know. My only friend in the living world. or the world of the dead Be it in the world of ordinary humans or in another world of extraordinary people. Unusual and ancient

The world she loves and it is her true home. After all, you are the person I give my heart to. The person who dared to speak to me when others were ignoring me. People who approach me in the midst of other people's conflicts. The person who reached out and touched me And the first person I touched and reached out to willingly and without any doubts. People who don't pity me

And the only person who listens to my words, no matter how unpleasant they are. I'll think about all this in another world where no one bothers me. Even heart ailments won't bother me anymore. It would be nice if we could sit together and eat oatmeal cookies and apple juice again. It was the first menu that she used to make friends with me. Will you remember it?

Did they erase it from her memory? I hope that's not the case. Because I don't want to be alone in thinking that I used to have friends to play with. It would definitely be more lonely than before. So please remember it for me. It's like you remember me for what I'm good at. And what can you do? She is the only person who openly, honestly praises me.

Praise me in front of others Always protect me and my work. Sometimes I think why would she do this? Even though she always seemed annoyed. But then I stopped thinking.

Because I thought that she was you, what could be?

It's really good that I still remember her irritated face.

I always wonder if the day I die will anyone remember me? So what will I be like in each person's opinion? They will think When you think of it, it must be like this, it's not strange, it's that bad, really pitiful, or whatever. But she once said to me, “If you die, our world will lack people with a talent for letters.

It would be heartbreaking if no one else could do what she did. I probably don't think too much about it.” At that time, I was so happy and lonely that she told me that. I thought, What can I do before leaving? Since I have no one to say goodbye to except you, I'm glad that at least I have someone to say goodbye to. Someone you can trust

Even though I'm the only one, I'm the only one I trust. So I intend to write this letter in the font I love. intend to tell Tell people I trust Even though some things were infuriating, I knew that she had thought of it the best. So I'm always grateful. And I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable in the past. or troubling, no matter what Please forgive me.

Sai I know that she will be the one who will handle everything for me. Including my lifeless body It might not be beautiful anymore. When you came to see me So I will tell you again that everything, everything of me I would like to entrust it to you alone. as she deems appropriate and appropriate No matter what

But there is one thing I ask. I knew she would have my body cremated. That's how I want it. But I'm going to ask you to take my ashes and bury them under the Aussie tree where I like to sit and read. Where she said she was beautiful It stands tall on the side of the Kills Library. The library where you and I met for the first time.

It would be nice to go back again. It was a very good mission at that time. And it was really nice there. I will live near the library. And it's near a river and forest. Will you do it for me? No matter when after this This is what I beg of you. And another matter that I want you to handle. I'd like to give the map of Mesark to the Kills Library.

I have translated it into today's language. It will be valuable to the people of books, the people of letters, and our people, our children in the future. And don't make a big deal out of it. Do it calmly (I can't stop you, right?) It would be nice if someday someone thanks me for doing this. Even though I'm not here Because when I'm still here

It must be difficult for someone like me to do anything fulfilling. So I would like to give this hope to you who are still alive.

Finally, thank you to your dear friend. A young man from Katince Who helped me with my room expenses? He probably didn't tell her much. But he helped me a lot. and very warm personality Even though it's a bit scary. I think it would be nice to get to know him like you do. And thank you to the person who took care of the place where you stayed. No.

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who understands me and talks to me openly Look at me like a daughter. I'm so happy. It feels like it's too late. To get to know these people that you brought me to meet in my final days. But I am grateful that he views children like me as his grandchildren. And thank you, Sai, for the food you gave me to fill my stomach during my last days.

Thank you to your young aunt who allowed me to eat and stay in her room no matter what. Thank you for the bed and everything else you shared. Even though you're in trouble But she is considerate. I wish for the good things you gave me Please reply to her one day.

is my thanks

Ask for a beloved letter. Be loyal to her Like I'm loyal to the alphabet. Every character from now on will be strong and protect you like I have protected every character for a long time. My duties and yours are often tied to the letters. both from this era and an era that cannot be reached both from the ordinary world and a wonderful world

Please open the way wherever you want. I pray that you will be successful in whatever you have to do. and future missions I wish for happiness that you cannot have. May it exist and occur in a form that you can reach.

I love you with all my heart.

I will miss you

with beloved letters

Deli Sar

or

-Dell, the name given by Sai.

Sai sits and reads a letter on Shay's couch - the red-haired girl.

She carefully folded the paper. And use your fingertips to smooth out the edges and corners of the letter. before putting it back in the envelope and sitting back with a sigh Her eyesight has gotten worse lately. The black blurry letters are quite thicker than before. And it's also a pain in the eyes. It made it difficult for her to read and use communication devices.

But Sai did not give up on this obstacle. (I think so.) She stood up and picked up her cane. But then chose to put He slowly walked out of the alchemy room and onto the rooftop via the elevator.

She likes the rooftop here.

Then she stood and cried, slowly crying, and then she was lonely, alone. She was afraid of the world. But I have to stay. I'm afraid of many things but I have to live. Cowardly and weak She's struggling but she has to stay. Even though she didn't want to stay at all. Not at all. You just have to live for something. and live a normal life like a normal person while there is still time to use it

Use it to the fullest extent you can. Even though the time you have may be too little for things to be done. Ordinary people probably cannot understand and understand. But at least many extraordinary people understood this person's reason for wanting to die. Why do you have to stay? You probably don't have the right to complain. or accuse Sai Why stay? It's difficult.

Are you worthy of forcing and manipulating others to die just because it's painful to live with? Even though it's not your life.

Sai is very lonely and more lonely. She had no idea that leaving this friend of hers would make her so lonely and depressed. Probably because of this friend Sai is a dear friend. It made Sai feel bad. But he chose to look out onto the rooftop and promised that his friend's ashes would go under that Oz tree, just as his friend had dreamed.

A young man watched silently at the entrance of the rooftop. Because I didn't dare to go to her. So I could just look there. Until she turned and saw him and smiled at me. before beckoning to him So he walked over to find him. Closer to her than before.

And he and she talked on the rooftop.

the end.

(This is the ending

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