Author's Note: Here we are at the last chapter of this omake. Surprise! We have Namie from the grave giving us a monologue. I felt like I had to have her speak again. So here we are. There's not much to say other than the title drop happening on Saturday. I will be writing some short horror pieces until season ten. See you then.
Namie
I am still dead. What did you expect? This is so meaningless. No one is even looking for me anymore. Not even my precious Seiji. At least I can take comfort in the fact that his relationship with that whore is crumbling.
He doesn't trust her anymore. Because of her, he got possessed. Now, she's still trying to keep secrets from him. Foolish girl. That's not going to work anymore. There are some secrets that are too big to hide.
Speaking of which, things are starting to get worse. The sins are here. There are demons roaming the streets now. Some of them hate the little freaks. How long before the hunt begins for them?
I don't care.
Why should I? I died. And for what? To get closer to Tandeki? It's all meaningless. I want to be by my Seiji. I don't care if he can't see or hear me. I have to be by him. I want him every day. It was the worst when he got possessed by that demon. I have been hunting him down ever since. No one possesses my Seiji and gets away with it. I swore I was going to make those demons pay and I will.
We don't have much time left. More demons and monsters will be coming. Let's face it. They are all going to die. Well, maybe not the little freaks. But the rest of them will. No! Not my Seiji. I won't let that happen. I don't care what I have to do. I will do anything to see that he survives this game.
I will let him live.