Maybe it's love
It's done. Ari's eyes become moist. Happiness surges in her chest. Little Ai has a name now. Instead of giving him a true name, she has only helped him shape what was already there. Little Ai's soul disappears from her sight. She looks around, wondering why she's still here. She has no idea what happens after giving a true name to someone.
Ari looks at her reflection in the water. She doesn't have the beauty that the gods have given her. Her body seems to be in her mid-twenties. She has the same brown eyes and mid-length messy dark hair.
This is Takayama Ari, a twenty-six years old woman from J Country who died when she was trying to stop the burglars from taking her laptop. She's dressed in an old t-shirt and dark checkered pants with an old coffee stain.
"I was always an idiot." She bends down on her knees and touches the wound on her forehead. "A laptop can be bought again."