No Reunion, No Goodbye

Excitement radiated from Hayne, filling the room with an energy that starkly contrasted the silence lingering moments before. His voice carried an air of elation as he delivered the news about Seiya's mother. Yet, in response, Seiya remained silent and unmoved. An eerie counterpoint to Hayne's enthusiasm.

Frustrated by Seiya's indifference, Hayne's patience snapped. Without warning, he seized Seiya's wrist and dragged him toward the woman he had once called mother.

Inside the dimly lit room, Seiya's mother sat on the bed, her frail frame trembling as if she could barely support her own weight. Her head swayed erratically, her vacant eyes darting around as if searching for something—someone. Over and over, she whispered into the empty air:

"My Seiya… Have you seen my Seiya?"

The repetition was haunting, as if she were trapped in a moment that had long passed.