In my previous life, the last words my fiancé said to me, as I died for their sake, were "It's not you that I love."

Well, that's what happened. Huh, you don't understand? Yeah, I suppose that makes sense. Anyway, I'd like to sort out my own feelings too, so would you mind listening for a moment? It must be fate that we ended up sitting across from each other, right? I have memories from my past life... Oh, you're not very surprised? Is it not that unusual? Have you heard about it often in your country? I see, the world sure is wide... Dilia, who possessed memories from her past life, heard that her fiancé from that past life was being stationed in the town where she lived. Unable to settle her feelings, she was having a drink at a tavern when she started talking to the person sitting across from her...