It is a gray day.
Aphrodite and Saga come to a place.
"I want to see my place." Aphrodite said to the waiter.
"Oh, Mr. Aphrodite. You come here again. In fact, I really don't want to see you here." The waiter smiled to Aphrodite as an acquaintance.
Saga is very surprised to see that.
Is it his place?
It is only a cemetery.
"It is my place. Is it well? Mr. Saga." Aphrodite smiled to Saga and pointed to a white gravestone.
"Oh, no." Saga suddenly held Aphrodite with his arms, "No, it is not your place. It is only a cemetery. Please don't afflict me again. Aphrodite. Please."
"Please don't do that Mr. Saga." Aphrodite broke loose Saga's arms and said, "I will go to here quickly. I have chosen this good place to sleep before. It is really a beautiful place, isn't it?"
"Please don't say that."
"I really love this place. From there, I can see the sunrise every morning. I will plant a lot of rose around here. It will be very beautiful place. What is your suggestion? Mr. Saga."
"You can't do that. Aphrodite. I know I did a lot of bad things to you. But, I really love you. And I will love you forever."
"Sorry, but I can't understand you."