As I was swallowed into the girl who resembled Aya-chan, I found myself seeing through her eyes.
No, that's not quite accurate. I wasn't becoming her. Instead, I was witnessing the past from her perspective.
This wasn't the kind of mental world I'd typically see through "Resonance." No, this was an unchangeable, cold, and bitter past.
It was as if I'd resonated deeply with her because this girl was part of the deepest, innermost part of the Yuki-onna inside Aya-chan.
But the mechanism didn't matter. I was simply drawn into the girl's past, as though I were invited.
