“Milk-chan…”
I… never heard a name like that before. Alice always said she was embarrassed about hers because it didn’t sound Japanese. I wonder if she feels the same way.
Really, people can be insecure about anything if it’s not normal. Standing out… it’s awful.
…Is it really okay for me to still want someone to like me after all of this?
…
“…”
O-Oh… right… I was talking to someone.
I should focus on this.
“Do you… want to hang out somewhere? There’s this nightclub-”
“Ah, no…”
I shook my head.
Maybe that’s why I can talk like this despite never having met her. I didn’t want to push her away or make her uncomfortable like I always do;
…that’s why… I tried smiling.
“…I feel like we could be friends.”
An abomination… against the world…? Which world? There’s that world where I’m everywhere at once, but that world isn’t this world; still, that world is connected to this world, but… I don’t exist in this world, plus that world… I made it so it never existed…
So… so, then…
Still… I feel that we’re similar, somehow. Isn’t that strange?
“It’s…It’s a…pleasure to meet you. I’m Lain.”
I tried smiling. Smiling makes people think you’re sociable, easy to approach, and it calms others’ nerves. Alice showed me this.
This girl is like how I was.