We still don't know the name of that girl we saw that day. Mamiru Momone

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We've always been connected, and we always will be... Back in the day, we were close friends who'd always gather as a group at our secret hideout to enjoy our secret games. ...But after his sudden death, each of us carried regrets and lingering feelings toward him, and we drifted apart after moving on to higher education. Then one day, he—who should have been dead—appeared and asked us to "grant him a wish." Confused, we gathered again and began our secret games. Bringing our private parts close to his small lips... groping his body... tying him up...