Confession

Clang!

That was the sound of Pandora heavily setting down the wooden bowl in her hands. Although the young girl had been facing away from the boy on the sickbed as she ground medicinal herbs with all her strength, Pandora, who cared deeply about Ganatica, had not missed a single word he said. At that moment, upon hearing Ganatica's confused self-doubt, the beautiful girl, who had been wholeheartedly grinding herbs, could not help turning around with a solemn expression and saying seriously:

"Don't take all the responsibility onto yourself, Ganatica! The tragedy of Red Valley City was not your fault, and neither were the deaths of our fellow countrymen. No one knew that strange crystal was hidden in that warehouse. We cannot foresee the future. You already did your very best!"

Steadily holding the bowl of medicine, Pandora gently comforted the discouraged boy as she walked to the bedside. The situation of the Mutual Aid Poor People's Army was so dire now that even Ganatica, their "leader," could only rest on a hard wooden plank bed.

"Open your mouth... ah~"

Calmly ignoring Ganatica's hesitant attempt to speak, Pandora brought a spoonful of herbs to his lips like a wife carefully tending to her husband.

"Sigh, Pandora, I remembered the days from long ago. Back then, I was still a little boy, and you were still a little girl. We curled up inside that little wooden house and talked about our dreams. Those were the happiest days of my life."

He gently reached out and stroked the hair of the girl by the bed. Feeling those silky locks flow through his fingertips like rippling water, Ganatica could not help but form a bitter smile.

Although Pandora was as bad at comforting people as ever, for some reason, whenever Ganatica saw the