In the final week of her life, only the Grim Reaper could bring her joy. Upon receiving the news of her impending death, a young woman afflicted with an incurable disease greeted the god of death with a smile. Rather than plead for mercy, she regarded him with gratitude saying, "You've come to take me away? How kind of you." (Unable to fathom why someone would smile in the presence of a reaper like myself...) This is a tale of "love" between a shinigami, whose existence had never been acknowledged before, and a girl whose existence had never been recognized by anyone.