I climbed the stairs as fast as I could. Who was in the terminal room? How did they get there? Who gave them the command phrase? There's no time to think about that. If I get there quick enough, I'll be able to halt the command.

I ran frantically through the hallway, tripping a little bit but quickly regained my posture.

I slammed the door open.

I see Sayori sitting on the floor, talking to Natsuki and Amity. They were laughing about something but stopped due to my disturbance. Everyone looked surprised. Well, who wouldn't be?

She still looked the same as ever. She wore her ribbon on her hair as always, her pink shirt and shorts…itI felt nostalgic. It's as if nothing happened before the festival.

"Sayori?" I called out.

"You're..." Sayori pointed at me then apologetically smiled. "I can't remember your name… Sorry."

That… kind of hurt. "I go by Creuset now."

Sayori's eyes widened and then laughed heartily. "Where did you get that name? From one of the animes you've watched?"

"Hey!" I stomped. "It's a good name! And besides, I didn't pick this name."

Sayori was still laughing and soon, Natsuki joined in on the laughter.

"I'm not calling you that though," Sayori said. She gestured next to her. "Sit with us."

I almost followed what she asked but I stopped myself. It's over. Sayori's awake. She knew everything I did. It's over.

"What's wrong?" Sayori asked.

I looked at my feet. "Why aren't you angry?"

"Huh?"

My hands curled up into fists. "I know you're updated to everything I did. All the things I did for us."

Sayori looked at me with confusion.

I think I was shaking. "Don't you feel disappointed in me, Sayori!? I did horrible things! I made Monika and Yuri die again! I used people just to get them to do what I want! Even I would hate myself! I—"

I felt an embrace. I didn't notice Sayori had already approached me.

"It's alright," she said gently. "I forgive you."

I shook my head frantically. "No. You're supposed to be angry. You should hate me."

"I can't."

My voice cracked. "Just hate me already. I don't deserve any of this."

"Remember what you used to say? That you always knew what's best for me? I think this time I get to say that." She petted my head. "You can rest now."

Tears began to flow from my eyes.

"You tried to make everyone happy, including yourself. I perfectly understand. I'll forgive you as much as needed so please, rest easy."

I think that was the first time I've cried ever since I became conscious. Usually, I would never cry in front of Sayori but I couldn't help it. She probably thought I'm such a wimp right now. Still, I cried on her shoulder. I cried for all the things I've done. For the things I've lost. For the things I wanted. Sayori then made me sit down and placed my head on her lap.

"What are you doing?" I wondered. "W-we don't have to do this kind of thing…" I wondered if I blushed. Wait, I probably can't.

"Just rest. I'll take care of the everything." Sayori petted my head again.

For some reason, I felt sleepy. It was a feeling I haven't felt in a very long time. I thought I would never feel that again since I wasn't human anymore. And yet, my eyelids feel heavy and soon I fell asleep.

Sayori…

I petted Creuset's dark brown hair. She looked so peaceful. To think Creuset looked so different back then…

"What just happened?" Natsuki asked, sitting down across me.

"He… She's just a little confused." I smiled.

"So… she's not a super evil AI?" the other girl named Amity said, who sat next to Natsuki. "I thought she would do something like hack you or something."

"Ah, she would never do anything like that," I reassured her. "Not to me."

"You act like you knew her," Amity said.

"Because I do," I stated.

"Oh yeah, I never got to tell you!" Natsuki remembered. "Sorry!"

"It's okay! At least I can now know!" Amity said to Natsuki then turned to me excitedly. "Come on, who is she really!? Is she Elyssa? Is she Libitina?"

"Who are those people?" I asked with my eyebrows furrowed.

"Let her explain!" Natsuki chopped Amity's head lightly.

"Ah!" Amity held the spot where Natsuki hit her, looking sorry. "Okay..."

I couldn't help but laugh. "You two are really suited for each other."

"W-what!?" Natsuki stuttered. Amity just looked down and visibly blushed. I didn't know people can blush that much. Wait, why was she blushing?

"Just tell her already!" Natsuki ordered. She's still so cute.

"Alright. Creuset is actually—"

The door to my room was slammed open, interrupting me. People sure are lively today, slamming doors open. Amity and Natsuki turned around to the source of sound. A leg poked through the doorway, probably the cause of the door opening then stepped into my room. A woman with punk hair came in, her gaze darting around as if she was hunting for mice.

Her gaze met mine.

Her eyes were wide and her jaw lowered, utterly shocked at the sight of me.

"Holy shit," she said.

"Um, hi," I waved at her. If I recall correctly, her name's Luce.

"Luce!?" Amity called out. "What are you doing!?"

"Amity!" Luce said, smiling at her. "Thank goodness you're here! And Natsuki, wow, you sure look cuter in real life."

"I am not cute!" Natsuki disagreed with a puffed face.

"That's not helping," Luce countered then looked at me again. "I'm looking for—" She noticed Creuset on my lap. "Her." She then pulled out a gun from her back. "Time to end this. Get off her, Sayori. This won't look pretty."

I shook my head. "It's alright. There's no need to worry."

"The hell you mean there's no need to worry!?" Luce hollered, pointing at Creuset. "This fu—" She paused, as if realizing something. "This idiot shut down everyone down!"

I forgot about that.

"There. Everyone's fine now." I smiled at her. "Sit down with us, Luce."