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A small, broken laugh escapes her. It’s the first laugh since October.

Ichika’s fingers hover over the strings of her bass guitar. They don’t press down. They just hover, trembling slightly. The instrument is not plugged into an amp. In the silence, the only sound is the hum of the city below. Seta Ichika - I Don-t Have A Mother Anymore- So...

She picks up a pen. Her hand is steady.

ā€œYou were right.ā€

Seta Ichika - I Don-t Have A Mother Anymore- So...