This was another memory.
The four followed the two Heliobi, watching the events of this woman's past as bystanders. Sorrow flowed slowly, seeping into the walls before turning into murals of peeling paint...
By this point, Cocona seemed to have already been working at the luxury store.
An elderly woman in lavish clothing stood outside the store now, seemingly waiting for someone.
Cocona came out of the luxury store to greet her. "Mrs. Gerwin, you're here. What would you like to look at today?"
A smile appeared on the old woman's face. "Cocona, there you are at last. I've been waiting so long for you."
"Sorry, I was just... taking inventory. Were you happy with that coat from last time?"
"Oh, don't get me started. Once I wore it out, everyone said it suited me. It was as if I'd suddenly become years younger.
"Finding clothes that suit you is as hard as finding a kindred spirit-luckily, with your recommendations, I've found quite a few kindred spirits lately."
Judging by the old woman's words, she was very satisfied with Cocona's service and was already a regular customer of hers.
"That's wonderful... Slightly cooler colors suit you especially well. They complement both your complexion and your figure," Cocona said.
The old woman's face filled with smiles, every crease pressing together into curves. "Your voice is as lovely as ever. If I remember correctly, you enjoy singing, don't you? My son studies vocal music too. You could have a chat sometime."
"I..." Cocona looked a little melancholy. She stared blankly at the elderly woman before her, and only after a long silence did she say, "I'm afraid you're mistaken. I've hardly studied vocal music."
A soundless sigh passed through the air. The old woman seemed not to notice and continued:
"Oh, I