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Yol: “Sis…“ Asa: “What…?”
Yol: “Asa… sis…”
Asa: “Yol? Yol, is that you?”
Yol: “Yes…”
Asa: “Where have you been…!”
Yol: “Sorry… sorry sis… really sorry…”
Asa: “Oh God..! I was worried about you!!!”
Yol: “I’m really sorry… I wanted to go to the city at least once…!”
Asa: “That’s not why..! I told you not to go away without permission..! I told you…!”
Yol: “Ugh…I’m really sorry!”
Seki: “Where have you been, sister?”
Asa: “What…?”
Luma: “You don’t think I’d forget about us, do you?”
Yol: “What’s wrong sis…? I’m here…? Why are you looking in such a different direction…?”
Asa: “Eh… ah… eh…”
Yol: “Eh… wah! Another girl…!”
Luma: “Another girl? I’m Yol, your sisters’ sister, remember?”
Seki: “Me too.”
Asa: “But isn’t it strange? I’m supposed to have… only Yol as a sister?”
Luma: “I just forgot about them. Don’t you remember? Maybe… I died when my sister Asa was two years old. Seki was four, right?”
Asa: “What…? She died…?”
I was smuggled into Japan when I was 14… when I was 2 and 4 we were still fighting a war…
So… I was originally four sisters?
A feeling of fluffiness and lightness envelopes me.
At that moment, with the sound of the drip needle dropping, we disappeared from the hospital.
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