"Sensui?" Itsuki called.
Sensui did not respond — and Itsuki knew that the man in front of him wasn't Sensui. Not at the time.
"Naru-chan…?" Itsuki asked. Sensui turned his head, revealing his teary eyes.
"I feel so lonely" Naru, in Sensui's voice, cried.
Itsuki held Naru in his arms. Sensui was a tall, broad man, but when Naru took over, he seemed small and delicate as a flower.
She was the loneliest of all of Sensui's personalities. A soul that seemed to cluster the pain from the other six and shut itself from the world, too afraid to see or being seen.
"I'm here for you," he whispered. "And I'll never let go."
"Will you miss me when I'm gone?"
Itsuki looked at her. She had a forlorn look on her face, her cheeks wet with tears.
"What are you talking about?"
"Shinobu's plan," Naru said. "Even if he succeeds, we are all going to die, isn't that right?"
Itsuki pulled her closer. "I won't let that happen."
He held her face in his hands and gently kissed her lips.
"You'll never be alone again. I promise, Naru-chan."