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[COMPLETE] [Meiji 1895- Tokyo 2019] "You, you murderer!"

'It...it wasn't me,' she wanted to say. But the words would not leave her lips. The colour of blood covered her hands, proving the other persons point. It wasn't her, but why?

Framed for her Mothers murder when she was ten year's old. Kaname Setsura spends the following eight years gathering information on the case. 

Against her families wishes, she accepts her scholarship to a famous art University, ST Rinkan. In that place, there is a 'clue' to the events from what happened eight years ago. However right as she is about to marry the man she loves, on the day of their graduation, an accident occurs, leading to her fiance to fall into a coma. Distraught, lost and uncertain Setsura shuts herself away from the world, and her half brother uses this chance to send her away abroad. 

Setsura accepts, but on that day, a grand scale earthquake occurs, right as she is about to board the plane and she wakes up in the middle of the roadside and finds herself in the year 1895. With the help of a man named 'Akito,' she settles into the Meiji era and discovers that the three major "accidents" in her life that occurred, one in 2011 and the two in Tokyo 2019, are connected to a series of cases in 1895 "Mysterious cases of the shard."

We Will Meet Again

Setsura finished getting changed into the red party dress and sighed. What is it with these mafia people? Throwing a party right after a case is over? Sir Long is severely hurt, too, but that didn't stop the man from attending the event. She caught a glimpse of him earlier and wanted to thank him for saving her. However, Akito told her to focus on her own injuries first. The dress the Long family servants prepared for her was very pretty. But her gaze fell on her reflection in the mirror. She's covered in scratches and bruises. Going out exposed like this doesn't seem right to her. Still, quite some time has passed since she last dresses up like this.


Her thoughts broke off when Akito entered the room. "Akito has the party--" her sentence fell short when she saw the look on his eyes. He seemed serious.


"Akito? What are you doing..." he lifted her up and placed her down on the bed. "Akito?"


Sincere