Hitori started from the front. He heard the right while Reon checked the left side. They made the promise of not going too deep into the forest. They were closing in on the woods right beside the house.
Hitori waited for Reon in the front yard. He was done checking the front woods, and what remained was the woods on the side… and behind. A sun's ray fell on Hitori. Morning comes early in spring.
He looked at the sky and saw smoke coming from the corners of the woods, clouding the bright morning sky. It was a warm morning, just like Hitori needed.
He felt that again. That strange, churning feeling whenever he looks at his house. What has become of it? The house he grew up in was not disfigured. He could not save the place he grew up in. was that a shame?