I am Yo Asakura, 14 years old. My family consists of shamans, and so that my future children will also become shamans, I was engaged to Itako Anna Kyoyama. At first I didn't like her one bit as she was just bossing everyone around and was a real beast. But that changed over time, even though she remained 'master' in the house. I never knew how much she really meant to me. It wasn't until this accident happened that I realized how much I love her. The day is burned into my memory like a red-hot iron that has been pressed onto my forehead.

It seems like a perfectly normal day. Anna sent me shopping, as always. As always, I only buy a few things and, as always, Tamao accompanies me. She always helps me and I believe that she is a little bit in love with me. But in reality she would be too shy to admit that.

When we come home today, I feel uncomfortable, but I don't know why.I go cautiously into the kitchen, but it's just like the other days; she sits there and looks at me, asks why it took so long again. As on the other days, Tamao apologized embarrassed and immediately went to eat.

I sit down at the table and watch Anna leaf through a fashion magazine. Something is different and yet everything is the same. I'm confused, mentally wondering what this warning feeling is about, but I can't get it. Maybe i'll get sick?

After breakfast I go to work out like I do every day so that Anna doesn't give me hell. Usually at least I enjoy it a little, I know I'm getting stronger and getting closer to my goal, but today I have absolutely no desire. I ask Amidamaru if he has anything on his mind, but he replies that he is doing very well, so why I ask. I deny there is no particular reason. I keep training with the thought that everything is just imagination, but basically I know that this thought is wrong, but I don't even notice it.Suddenly Tamao sticks his head out the door. "Anna and I are going for a walk," she said, I nod to show her that I noticed.

The time goes by far too slowly and when half an hour has passed I go into the house and turn on the television. Normally Anna forbids me to watch TV, but since I only listen to music channels, she sometimes makes an exception. Absentmindedly I search for my station, but end up on a news station. I watch a little. "... Convict escaped from prison. The police warn that he is armed. Here is a photo of the wanted person, please send the police information. Another note: he is left-handed. - And now the weather with ...", says the newscaster. I think nothing of it, keep switching. When I finally found the station I want, I turn the volume up a little, plug in my headphones and lie down on the floor. The music relaxes me, the bad feeling disappears more and more.Breathing calmly, I dozed off. As January is drawing to a close and it is accordingly not so warm, I begin to freeze and lie down under the table heater, my head and upper body still sticking out. The warmth makes me even more sleepy with the help of the music, I start to dream.

In the dream I seem to have no body and I am floating in the air. I fly outside, involuntarily, I cannot control my path. I see myself flying towards the park, through the trees, towards the train station. I see a large crowd there, as is so often the case, it is quite crowded there. All of a sudden I notice someone I've seen before. At first I wonder because he is bent over, tries to hide among the many people and has his left arm in a cloth bag that he has with him. When I look closely, I see that it is the runaway convict. Just as I am about to grab him, I fly a few meters away from him to a candy store.I can't believe my eyes when Anna steps out. What does she want there? In the next instant I can see the convict going exactly in the direction of Anna. I get scared, the dark feeling rises up in me again, stronger than ever before. I want to scream, warn you, but - I wake up bathed in sweat. Fearful, I run through the house, calling her name, when suddenly Tamao stands in front of me at the door. She heard me call. "Anna went off on her own again," she says, and the negative feeling seems to explode, and the alert is red. "No," I gasp, push the confused Tamao aside and run outside in my workout clothes and without shoes. A cold wind is blowing in my face. I run as fast as I can to the park, through it and towards the train station. But I know it's too late, I've already used up 10 precious minutes. When I arrive at the train station, I hear police and ambulance sirens and see that a large crowd has formed right in front of the candy store.My throat hurts, I can't call out. Because I'm so scared, I push my way through the people who are standing there. How awful people can be at times, as if such things are rehearsed especially for a show. When I've squeezed my way through everyone, I hear voices from the people in front. “She was still so young” “Yes, he just wanted to steal from her, why did he kill her?” I feel sick. I know exactly what happened, but I cannot and will not admit it. Suddenly I stand in front of a cordon, I didn't even notice how I continued walking. What I see takes my breath away. The policemen are taking a man away, I see it is the one who escaped. There is someone a few meters away from him. You can't tell who it is, it's covered by a cloth, but I already know. Blood is running out from underneath, I slowly walk through the barrier. A police officer comes and tries to hold my shoulder, but I tear myself away, run to her, slowly raise my hand to the cloth.I'm undecided if I want to see what he did to her, but I pull the shawl back just to see her face. The way I see her, I think she's asleep, only her skin is a little paler than usual. I'm completely gone, I can't believe what I'm seeing, then I notice that I'm kneeling right in her blood. Horrified, I jump up and turn to face her killer. I look at him blankly and he laughs. He laughs scornfully, as if he were laughing at me and saying, 'You knew it all along. Why didn't you prevent it? '

I want to run to him, avenge Anna and hit him, but two policemen hold me while two others bring him in a police car. I try to keep walking but they are too strong. "Let go of me! What he did is unforgivable, let me see him!" I shout, but they ignore my words. I keep screaming and tears well up my eyes. After he drives off in the car, I fall on my knees, exhausted, trying to hold back the waves of tears that are flooding my eyes, but I can't.I look at her lying there and brush a strand of hair from her face. It really looks like she isn't dead, like she's just sleeping soundly, but never waking up again. I carefully place my hand on her face. It's still warm, but you can feel that this won't be the case for much longer. Just as carefully, I rest my head on her chest and close my eyes. No heartbeat, no body reaction, nothing. I lie there, look at her, then I notice that something is missing. Your chain. The chain is gone. I crouch up, looking for her, and next to my foot I find a white pearl. "Your chain, Anna ... Why is it broken?" I ask softly, as if she could still answer me, then I see the attack in front of me:

She has just come out of the shop, a bag from the shop in her hand, when the convict comes and packs her. He takes a pistol out of his pocket. She tries to save herself with her guardian spirits, which she got from Hao, but he pulls on her chain and it breaks.All the pearls jump apart and Anna's expression changes, she gets scared. The man jumps away from her, orders her to give her all the money she has, but she refuses, she has nothing left. Then he shoots, twice, and she collapses on the floor. People turn around and a man bravely runs after the killer and holds him tight. Some passers-by call ambulances and the police, but all help comes too late, Anna is dead.

Suddenly a policeman is standing next to me, I'm scared. He apologizes, says I should better get up, which I am slowly doing, whereupon he throws a blanket around me. "Do you know her?" He asks and I nod. "We found something, I'll give it to you" I nod again and he holds the bag out to me. I had completely forgotten the bag from the shop. Shivering faintly, I take it, only now do I notice how cold I am. I can no longer feel my legs, my throat hurts so much that I can no longer talk.The policeman offers to drive me home. "What happens to her then?" I ask. I don't want them to just put her in a morgue. "Don't worry, we'll take care of it, we'll do what your parents want." "But she doesn't have it," I say, it's not true, but who knows how they would react. "All right, we'll sort it out," says the policeman and brings me into his car. I try not to look at her again, but I just have to. I feel very miserable as I just let her down for the second time today. I hold the bag convulsively.

Shortly afterwards, the police delivered me to my front door. Tamao opens it, she is totally crying, her eyes are puffy red and her cheeks are wet. "Yo ... I saw it on the news," she sobs and hugs me. I hardly notice it, nor do I notice the police officers say goodbye and leave. When Tamao has let go of me, I go into the house and sit on the floor in the living room.Again Tamao seeks my closeness and I hold her tight, she lays her head on my shoulder and starts to cry again. "I could have prevented it," I suddenly mumble and she looks at me. "No. You can't prevent death. Even if you're supposed to die too early, you can't change it." Slowly I nod, she is right. Then I realize that I am still holding the bag in my hand. Tamao apologizes for her behavior with a red head and goes into the kitchen, I don't hear her, just nod.

I carefully put the bag on the table and pull the contents out. When I see what's inside, tears come back to me.

A recipe for Valentine's chocolate.