Chapter 35

　　Dionysus Dausel's Point Of View

　　  "Just... just promise me one thing, Dion."

　　  "Promise me you'll get better and you will come back to me."

　　  Oh, sweetheart. My sweet Zhanaia.

　　  At first, I know leaving a promise to her is no use in my condition. Even if I take this brain surgery, it cannot give us an assurance that I will survive. But still, I go for it, for her. And now, even if leaving a promise seems to be no use, I did.

　　  I promise.

　　  And I will do it, for her.

　　  Loving is not an easy thing, it is not what it seems to be. Loving is not an easy thing, especially in our condition. Love is not an easy thing in a condition between life and death. It needs a lot of understanding and it takes huge risks.

　　  Zhanaia and I have agreed that I will come and fly back with dad to America so I could start the procedures as soon as possible, hence, here we are, at Flaughafen Zürich, bidding our temporary farewell for each other.