"Doesn't it hurt?"
Walnut asked in her heart.
"It must hurt, right? Such a serious injury...it must be painful, right? But why does he still have such an indifferent expression? Why doesn't he show any signs of discomfort or pain? Can't he feel pain?"
Walnut couldn't understand, and Idiot himself couldn't understand his own feelings at this moment as well.
The burden on his back, the small "burden," had already become completely cold. He hadn't felt the faint breath coming from his back for a long time. He just stood there, and closed his eyes, wanting to use his heart to listen and feel the sound of the little heartbeat behind him...
"Thump...thump...thump..."
"Thump...thump..."
"Thump..."
This was his own heartbeat...
Or, was it her heartbeat?
Idiot stood there, seemingly immersed in complete silence and stupefaction.
