Noran let out the breath he had been holding for a while as he stared at the Noran cookies, feeling a mixture of nostalgia, relief, surprise, and comfort.
His fingers lightly brushed the half-crumbled cookies, noticing that they looked exactly like the ones he had carried with him for a year after Shuri's death.
Since he had found the Noran cookies in the deeper part of the room, it appeared they had been left in the storage room for at least a year.
Back then, he remembered the fairies asking him for the Noran cookies, and now, they had led him back to a bag of Noran cookies that looked identical to the one from his first life?
Were the fairies toying with him?
But at the very least—
"She's alive…" he muttered in relief as his eyes reddened, and a single tear fell onto the cookie.
Unlike his first life, Shuri lived in this world, and she had noticed him and given him the Noran cookies, but why didn't he know about it?
