The life on the island isn't that bad. Their lives go on like they did before Monobear appeared, when everyone was still confused and didn't know what was going on.

Well, almost.

Slowly, everyone started to wake up. Gundam, Peko, Saionji... There were a lot of explanations to do, but knowing everyone is alive was enough to spread happiness.

There is just one person missing, and the realization that she is never going to be with them saddened them all, but broke Hinata more than anyone else.

Nanami isn't going to wake up and greet them all, and he isn't going to find her awake during the middle of the night playing games, and he isn't going to find her asleep later on, and he won't be able to hear her voice anymore.

Sometimes, at breakfast for example, he forgets she isn't there anymore, and lets out a careless «Nanami, could you pass me...» before the realization hits him.

And silence falls in the room. Everyone stares at him, with sadness and worry in their eyes, but nobody lets out a word. Not even Hiyoko - she understands his pain, she went through the same thing after Mahiru's "death".

Most of them look away after a couple of seconds, not able to look at him anymore. His face is blank, but it's easy to see in his eyes how broken he is.

«Maybe we could hold a concert for her, like we did for Koizumi!» It's one of those mornings that Ibuki has an idea, and that sparks Koizumi's curiosity.

«You had a concert for me?» She's quite touched, she has to admit it, and her gaze turns to the guitarist. Saionji lights up, because she remembers the concert and she's happy she seems to like the idea.

«Yeah! She played her guitar, and I danced, and Nanami played the-» Her voice dies out when a screeching sound echoes in the room. All gazes turn again towards Hinata, who got up abruptly. His hands are trembling, but he isn't saying a word. Quietly, he walks outside.

Komaeda gets up to run after him, but Owari puts a hand on his shoulder.

«Oh no you don't. You're probably the last person he wants to see.» And she's right, he just wants to stay alone for a while. It doesn't matter if the others passed through what he's passing now, because their friends are alive and well now, and nobody has to feel what he has to live with, not again.

His feet bring him to the same place he has been every day - a rather secluded and quiet place, full of green, trees, and flowers. He found that empty space by accident - he didn't even remember it was there, but there were some differences between the Jabberwock Island they lived in before and the one they're in now.

«...it's hard. I know I have to not lose hope, and keep on living with the others, but... I miss you.» He kneels to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes. Soft hiccups break the silence in the meadow.

«The others... think this is stupid. I mean, they haven't told me, but... it's obvious. I... think it's stupid too, but it helps me cope with it, so...» He looks down. It's hard speaking, but he forces the words out between the hiccups. He doesn't talk much anymore, and spilling out everything there makes him feel a bit better.

«I just... wish you were still here. I'll get over it, and I'll keep on going on, but... everything would be better with you here...» His heart is starting to ache, and his tears keep on falling down his cheeks, down and down until they crash on the ground.

«I never even got to say it... thank you, Nanami...» His eyes travel up, and he smiles sadly. He can't stop crying, but he just needs to let it all out. And so, he stays still while the wind gets stronger and makes him shiver.

His gaze never leaves the wooden cross he inserted in the ground: Nanami's grave.