"What do you mean?"
"How did God help you?"
The girl pulled the corners of her lips into a grin.
"I got off one stop later..."
There was resentment, unwillingness, and hesitation in the girl's heart...
After all, anyone who was abandoned like that would feel indignant, wouldn't they?
She was a normal person.
She didn't have such a broad-minded heart.
If she woke up to find herself abandoned and simply let it go with an "oh,"
then she would be far too careless...
"...I crossed to the opposite side and took the train going back."
"I got off at the station before his—the one where he had gotten off."
"At first, it was just an impulse of mine..."
When she saw the train arriving on the opposite side, her legs started running before her brain could react.
By the time she reached the train doors, she felt too embarrassed not to board.
The driver was watching her.
"You're amazing."
Everyone gave the girl a thumbs-up.
"You're way too persistent."
"More like angry."
The girl pouted.
When people got angry, they could do anything.
But after she got off the train...
She actually regretted it a little.
What had she come here for?
She looked around.
Sure enough.
She didn't see a familiar figure.
The girl silently sighed.
She felt inexplicably miserable.
Especially after bumping into someone later...
And then being scolded...
Her mood became even more depressed.
"...What an annoying guy."
"Who's to say who bumped into whom?"
The girl muttered.
"All right, all right."
The others comforted the girl. "It was all her fault."
"Don't be angry."
"...I'm not angry anymore."
The girl took a deep breath.
"Actually, maybe I should thank her..."
Huh?
Everyone was puzzled.
Why?
"It was