"Sorry, I've checked various channels but found nothing. Clover, even if we never find out the origin of this badge, I'll take care of you all my life."
"Hmm. But if we can't uncover the origin of this badge in this lifetime, why not pass it down as an heirloom? Do you think that's a good idea?"
"Sure, anything you say is good."
So happy... really so happy... He saw Clover again. Is it a dream? If possible, he wishes to never wake up from this dream, just soaked in it. For him, this isn't necessarily a bad thing.
...
"Dead, the child born from that woman is already dead. Do you want to see it? Sure, then have a look." His mother's voice rang.
And then he saw a blood-stained dead infant!
Why dead? Why? Although he once hoped the child wouldn't be born, but... why is it really dead?
