The pure white veil ceased fluttering and settled down.
It was a soft landing without even the slightest sound.
Until the cloth gently sliding across the ground came to a complete stop, no conversation passed between the woman and me.
No.
To be more precise—
We ‘couldn’t’ say anything.
Because the face revealed beneath the bamboo hat was far too familiar.
A composed-looking beauty was engraved upon my wide-open retinas.
In contrast to her voice, which sounded like metal scraping against metal, her flawlessly clear skin immediately captured the eye.
I could say with certainty that I had never seen this woman before in my life.
And yet, why did I feel as though I had been looking at her face for such a long time?
The moment I saw her subtle black hair resembling the shadow of the moon and her clear gray eyes like glass marbles, one person immediately came to mind.
It was quite literally ‘intuition.’
It was not the product of logical deduction or rational thought.
The instant my optic nerves delivered the information to my brain, my brain cells flashed pure white.
“……No.”
Slowly lowering my sword, I gripped my face with a sigh.
“No, no…… wait.”
The woman let out a small sigh.
From the way her gaze subtly avoided mine, I could sense resignation.
Their impressions were entirely different.
Instructor Mu possessed a much calmer, more mature atmosphere.
And yet—
They looked far too similar.
In the end, a single name escaped my mouth.
“……Don’t tell me. Sien?”