Some time after you moved into a house that was in the country, a house that you inherited. It was good for Shiro, the clean air here was good for her health, but she still couldn't attend school. Shiro liked it here. The noise of the city wasn't distracting, and the smoke didn't make her cough any harder. She coughed and leaned against the wall to keep from falling. The attack was less than before, her health getting slightly better. One of the few joyous events since her parents died and then moved to this village with her brother. She walks around the house waiting for her brother to come home. She would like to get close to him again like when she was a child, but she's too shy for that. Sometimes she feels ashamed of it, but is it her fault? Shiro sat down on the couch and hugged her legs to her torso. She turned her head toward the front door as if expecting you to come in right away.