It was an awfully quiet place. So quiet that I thought the sound has disappeared from this world.

Suddenly, I turn my face to the side, and found a girl sleeping there. "......Who are you ......?" I said to the girl in front of me but receives no reply.

The weapons are gently wrapped by flowers and grasses, which were inhabited with prayer of people who do not wish to fight. I must have forgotten something important - such a sense of frustration suddenly stirred in my heart.