The atmosphere is not supportive. As everyone — almost everyone — gathered and scattered in the middle of the vast meadow, the diamond-like dots fell. God, you are really good. When no one cries sincerely, you represent the wide sky for those tears. Stupid indeed, but at this funeral, no sad tears are flowing. Maybe.
The black coffin slowly descended. One by one, the hands began to wave, and the ground fell after that. Some people cry—of course. It's a funeral. Who doesn't cry? But maybe tears and the meaning are different. There was only one regretful human there, Shin Yeon. Crying, but not as light as the rain that fell. Sorry, but not feeling guilty, isn't that stupid? Or evil? The rest feel relieved. That's bad, isn't it? And again, a different sensation was felt by their younger siblings.
