'I thought that such a day would never come again . I thought that I will never hold her in my arms again . . . '
"I no longer love Chizuru . " Believing that, Luklov survived these four years . Â That's why he no longer seeks her .
ăThat was the only way he could live, as the only one, that lived after the sacrifice those two did . Â
ăAs long as Lukrov gave up Chizuru, they were still alive .
ăThe sun set and became dim, and the little room that he gave Chizuru slowly became immersed in the darkness .
ăLukrov which had been persistently holding on to his lover, who came back from another world, many times because he was driven by endless rising desires, was covered in sweat .
ă'But it is not enough . '
ă Unless he carved himself into her body, Lukrov's soul could not have any peace .  It was a mystery whether I could get such a thing done, one day .
ăChizuru's body, which he had held so violently, turned pale, and the sweat that one couldn't tell whether it was hers or Lukrov's, and white liquid were everywhere . Â At last, Lukrov traced the limbs of Chizuru, who lay down faintly, with regret .
"HmmâŠâŠ"\năA sweet, soft voice leaks through her cold lips .
ăThe gentle voice that fills Lukrov's chest, just like the sound of a bell coming from heaven, is no different from his memory of 14 years ago .
ăThere can never be such a thing .
ăFourteen years changed everything in Lukrov . Â He is now many more years older, has experienced hell, lost friends, and lost his heart .
ăNow, Lukrov has no idea how to love her . He who lost everything and got old .  With the young and pure Chizuru, who hasn't changed from 14 years ago .
ăEven the slightest remnants of the sunset spilling through the window were sufficient to illuminate the presence of Chizuru in the eyes of Lukruv . .
ăWhite and soft skin with no scratches .
ăDelicate and slender limbs, a sensitive chest .
ăHer silky, thin and lustrous black hair spreads out on the bed without a single crack . \n'I remember I loved putting my finger through this hair . Â And, worst of all, when I touch her hair again like this, I still feel as hot as I did back then . '
And above all, Chizuru seemed to have the same feelings as she had 14 years ago . Â With her gentle and gentle heart, she melted the frozen heart of Lukruv . Â The memories of the innocence between the two of them quietly revives in the heart of Lukruv, who is sealed in the deep ice again .
'That was when I was happiest in my life . . . '
ăThe distant past that he should have given up on getting back .
ăLukruv was set in ending living his life by devoting himself to ruling this remote land .
ăHow much pain do you think one has to live before a person can make that decision?
"You don't know anything . . . you don't know"
ăLukruv muttered, irritatingly, hiding his voice . Â "You won't recieve any love from me . . . Did you believe in that? Idiot"
ăLove is still there . Â There is no doubt that it stands in front of you like a huge and robust rock that you can't turn your eyes off .
ăHowever, Lukrov no longer knew how to overcome the gap of 14 years .
 \năSince giving up on Chizuru four years ago, Lukruv tried not to think of her, and lived with hope that someday his thoughts of her would disappear .
ăAnd it had been gradually successful, at least while the sky had the sun . Â With the exception the times when she came to him in a dream, like a ghost would come when the night and the darkness came, Lukrov was learning to live alone .
ăHe lived ten years in hell and four years in emptiness .
ăIn addition . . . he was able to endure lossing her once . Â But the second time, he wouldn't be able to .
ă'What would happen if I were to lose her again . . . ?'
ăIn the gloomy room he was watching Chizuru, who was completely exhausted and was asleep . Â Â He could hear the footsteps of a person approaching, the footsteps of a woman . Â He had a general idea of who was coming
ăA short knock hits the door, and immediately Arde with a candle enters the room .
"Chizuru-sama, dinner is ready . . . "
ăThe maid, who noticed the shadow of the owner of the castle on the bed, in the darkness, turned her head down and said,Â
"Oh . . . sorry . . . dinner is about to begin . . . "
"I don't care, I told you to come and call Chizuru . After a long journey, she's tired and has already fallen asleep . I'm not going to the dining room tonight . Tell everyone that . "
ăThen, as she was about to start asking questions, Lukruv made his forefinger approach his mouth and made a sound between his teeth .
ăHis other hand continues to stroke Chizuru's hair . Â Arde turned her face which was red without any difficulty, and after she bowed, she hurriedly closed the door . ă
ăIn the darkness of the night, Lukrov ,while holding on to Chizuru who was sleeping never thought that he was such an idiot .