�It continues.�

He muttered, resting his chin on his chin, as he sat cross-legged in the air, waiting for external gravity with no sign of returning.

�I wish I could.�

Above Nane, who was doing zazen at the end of the mountain peak, the clouds were spinning with a hole in them.

Shura, who was watching the scene, murmured.

�Buddha is suffering.�

No, rather, it was the last problem left in this world because it was Buddha�s agony.

�Is that Amy?��What could have been so impressive about her?

Ever since Amy left, Nane had been engrossed in her thoughts without a break.

�doesn�t care.�

Shura turned around.

�I just want to know the secrets of the world.�If the Buddha can attain enlightenment through this, I will have nothing to regret.�

I organized my thoughts like that.

The feeling of being unappreciated still lingered.

�Shura.�

Nane�s voice came crashing down from the sky.

�Come to me.�

After flying vertically over a high peak, she knelt down in front of me.

�Did you call?�

�I can feel your heart.��Shura mustered up the courage.

�I�m embarrassed, but I want to ask.�Why are you Amy?�

The Buddha of the age, the one who preaches the merits of all beings, falls in love with a human being.

Nane scooped up a single flower from the root.

�I was thinking about how to throw my heart out.�

Then he continued, gently covering the flower with the palm of his other hand.

�Even though I admired the color of this flower, praised its fragrance, and admired its form, I could not truly love it.�

A flower was crushed between the palms.

�It was just empty.�

Shura listened silently.

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