I look up at Ronin, seeing

  his handsome features.

  His white hair has grown

  longer to his shoulders.

  Next, his red eyes look

  vibrant and I can't recall

  them looking that way

  back then.

  Before all of this.

  "So….after I died, what

  happened? Did you miss

  me?"

  I tease, pulling away

  from our hug.

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  Ronin shrugs,

  "I don't know how to explain.

  The process of your passing

  and also setting this place

  up was challenging."

  He sure does look troubled.

  That can only mean….

  terrible things must have

  happened.

  "Is seeing the dead

  ghost of Nina and

  Ami a part of this?"

  I question Ronin who

  merely chuckle.

  "I would be a liar

  to say no."

  He enthuses.

  A sweet smile

  forms on my

  lips.

  Turning into

  a wicked one

  as I and Ronin

  walk over to the

  mirror.

  Together.

  Our reflections

  are beautiful

  yet not really

  beautiful.