Chapter 73: I Didn't Want to Show You This

"...Phew."

"I... I understand how you feel, chief mourner, but smoking isn't allowed indoors..."

"Yes... I'll just hold it in my hand. I won't light it, so please try to understand..."

"Understood..."

It was morning when the funeral began, and now it was around 11 p.m.

Though I'd borrowed it, when had I last worn a suit? If I remembered correctly, I hadn't had any particular reason to wear one, so it must have been ten years ago.

I had no memory of doing anything important in my true form during that time. Probably.

'...I thought I'd be used to it since this wasn't my first time.'

I wasn't. If anything, it was harder precisely because it wasn't my first time.

From the suit wrapped around me to the epaulet fastened around my arm, every moment brought back memories of ten years ago, driving me insane...