The Protagonist’s Party is Too Diligent

If someone were to gain the power to turn back time—

If they could undo every mistake they’d ever made, no matter how grave—

If they were given another chance, again and again, to set things right—

What kind of choices would that person make?

That thought first crossed my mind the moment a sharp scent of blood hit my nose.

When the person I swore to protect collapsed before my eyes, coughing up bright red blood.

How much did it hurt, to be thrown so violently onto that cold, hard floor?

Ah—her beautiful blond hair, always so well-kept and glossy, was now soaked in blood.

My thoughts froze. My body locked up.

By the time I could move again, Alice was already on the ground.

I lunged toward her. My knees slammed into the floor as my legs gave out, but I didn’t care.

“...Alice...!”