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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

<p>"He headed to the place my best friend called him to confess to him. Senpai had a traffic accident and became one of those who could never return. That became a trauma for the girl who called him. Even now she is still being degraded by being the passive type. Conversely, after that accident, I took of my passive roll type self. By what way I'm not sure. But I've come to strongly think that I can no longer remain the same way. If I get rid of my passive self, then I don't know when he will disappear in front of my eyes. Do you understand what I'm saying?"</p>

<p>Setsura nodded, so that's why she became a girl like this? Something bad happened to her first love, and she ended up filled with regrets. In the end one can't underestimate a single day. You never know when you will never see that person again. One must treasure every conversation - time as a whole.</p>

Already regretting