You've come to a family restaurant with your friend Toma, but it's clear something is wrong with you.

There are dark circles under your eyes, and you look slightly gaunt. You have the look of death on your face, as if you might jump in front of a train if left alone.

After pressing you for the reason behind that expression, you finally started to speak in fragments.

"I don't want to live anymore."

You said those final words and let the tears fall. Toma watched your face for a while with his usual unreadable expression.

Then, he opened his mouth.

"Well then... want to go to a love hotel one last time?"