The last time hadn't been like this...
Was she going to have to wait several more years again?
Uh...
The woman shook her head.
That would be...
Not good.
Right now, she desperately wanted to see Ox-Nose so she could explain her laughter just now.
This feeling of being misunderstood even though that wasn't what she meant—
All right.
Her behavior really was easy to misinterpret.
She felt rather awkward.
She wanted to explain that she was innocent.
The woman shook her head.
Forget it.
Getting worked up now wouldn't help at all.
She needed to relax.
Maybe Ox-Nose would show up again tomorrow.
The woman hoped as much.
But...
She was disappointed.
Day after day passed, and Ox-Nose never appeared.
The woman shrugged.
All right.
The woman muttered softly to herself, Ox-Nose was way too petty.
She really hadn't been laughing at him.
The woman gradually forgot about Ox-Nose again.
A tremendous grinding sound rang out.
It was piercing and grating.
People screamed one after another.
The smell of gasoline and blood spread through the air.
The woman clearly felt something inside her continuously draining away.
She stared ahead with unfocused eyes.
The woman held a bag containing goldfish.
She had just come back from a nearby flower and bird market.
She had bought two more of the little goldfish she had taken a fancy to.
She never would have imagined...
That something like a car accident would happen to her...
She tilted her head.
The bag of goldfish fell to the ground.
Sunlight shone on it, refracting into a bright gleam.
It made the colorful little goldfish inside shimmer all the more brilliantly.
That color...
Everything before the woman's eyes turned bloodred.
Several seconds later,