"After you sing, if this human follows you into the depths, his life will be reduced to only ten years left."
"This is the price a land dweller must pay to enter the undersea world!"
"You want to doom the man who saved you to a lifetime of regret, because of a fleeting fondness, letting him spend the rest of his days in remorse!"
The rain poured down in torrents.
The downpour washed over everyone's bodies, and also through everyone's hearts.
"Go back, Vena, to Mosue, and continue to be that naive girl. Even if you stubbornly persist in singing the merfolk's song, even if this human agrees to spend the remaining ten years of his life with you, I will not allow it to happen!"
Vena bathed in the rain, in the darkness, her bright yellow eyes fixating on Lyle. Those eyes, not long ago immersed in the pain of shattered illusions, had now become clear. Vena, for the first time, raised her own voice, pure as a mountain spring.
