At the mountaintop.
Beside a raised mound of earth, Rou Rou planted a crooked wooden marker in the ground.
A line was written on it.
It was in the language of this world.
He stood up for his companions and wrote a legend of courage with his life.
—Teddy
Beneath that name were the signatures of every member of the White Bear Knights.
There were too many memories of him, but she could not find any flowery words to write, nor could she sum him up in just a few sentences.
"I hope that in your next life, you can come see our world..."
"Oh, right. If you get to choose, try to pick one with dark circles under its eyes... They have the easiest lives."
Reaching out with a bear paw to gently stroke the raised mound, Rou Rou muttered a few quiet words, then slowly pushed her bulky body upright from before the grave marker.
The breeze blew softly, stirring her white fur and the grass beside her.
The morning sun had already risen in the distance, scattering shimmering gold through the forest.
She wanted to sing a song before leaving, but could not remember which one to sing.
Staring at the epitaph on the wooden marker, Wei Ba rubbed his chin and thought for a while before suddenly noticing a blind spot.
"Wait."
"If we write our names on it too, won't people think we're buried under there as well?"
"Eek, don't tell ghost stories at a time like this." Rou Rou, who had been grieving just moments ago, said with a laugh that was half tears.
"Mm... it does feel a little strange." Sesame Paste's expression turned subtle as well, her index finger resting against her lips. "It's like... we've raised a huge death flag."
Wei