I look up at Ronin, seeing

his handsome features.

His white hair has grown

longer to his shoulders.

Next, his red eyes look

vibrant and I can't recall

them looking that way

back then.

Before all of this.

"So….after I died, what

happened? Did you miss

me?"

I tease, pulling away

from our hug.

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Ronin shrugs,

"I don't know how to explain.

The process of your passing

and also setting this place

up was challenging."

He sure does look troubled.

That can only mean….

terrible things must have

happened.

"Is seeing the dead

ghost of Nina and

Ami a part of this?"

I question Ronin who

merely chuckle.

"I would be a liar

to say no."

He enthuses.

A sweet smile

forms on my

lips.

Turning into

a wicked one

as I and Ronin

walk over to the

mirror.

Together.

Our reflections

are beautiful

yet not really

beautiful.