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But there was someone who had given her hope to live. Nezumi. He had contacted her to let her know that Shion was alive and in the West Block. He had delivered Shion's short letter to her. How beautiful was the small light that had glittered in the midst of her dark despair.
"I thought about it, over and over again. And every time, there was only one answer. No matter how many times I'd return to that night, I'd do the same thing again. I'd open the window, and wait for you."
"I'll.. only ever become a hindrance to you."
"What're you bringin up old news for? You've always been a hindrance. You've never been anything more than that."
"Nezumi... leave me here."
"You're staying alone?"
He nodded.
"You'll die, Shion."
"I know."
Shion, who are you in love with? Who do you burn with desire for? Knowing you, you would probably love her singly, devotedly, and earnestly to the point of being absurd. You two would share both life and death, but go walking towards life instead of death.
Shion, who are you in love with? Who do you burn with desire for? Knowing you, you would probably love her singly, devotedly, and earnestly to the point of being absurd. You two would share both life and death, but go walking towards life instead of death.
Have I still got a chance? Shion, will I still be able to live without you? After some amount of suffering, would I be able to detach myself from the trap you've become?
Would I be able to sever you?
Total length: 155 mm. Weight: 460 g. Shots equipped: 8. Rifling: 4 grooves, clockwise.
How many shots are left?
"Can I be forgiven...?"
Shion closed his eyes.
Aren't you gonna resist?"
"No. It wouldn't be any use. You'd agree." Shion said calmly.
"Giving up pretty easily, huh? Don't you care about your life?"
"Of course I do."
"Or are you thinking that I'd never kill you?"
"Yeah."
To Shion, Nezumi had always been Nezumi. His one and only, irreplaceable person.
The drifter and the stationary one―their paths were bound to intersect again. And when they did, Shion would not let him go again so easily.
The wind blew.