Hinamizawa Hell
"Revealing Demons" Arc: 2
Ch. 14: Daybreak
Author's Note: Hey guys, sorry I haven't been updating much. I've been busy at college, so until I've got free time writing will be rather slow. Don't give up, because the next arc will be insane!
This chapter was a lot harder to write than most, since I pretty much rewrote it several times over. Hopefully, I'll find more motivation in the next arc, that and being more imaginative.
Also, please leave reviews, as that always encourages my efforts to write. Much appreciated.
The walk to Keiichi's house was rather long in fact, the couple taking their time with each step. The higurashi now dimmed their songs to murmurs in the trees around, as the sun began to disappear over the horizon. The past few days were indifferent to them, almost fast even, but with the day ending like it did Keiichi couldn't be happier. However, there was still some awkwardness in the air; a sign that Keiichi felt worry over. He pondered whether or not Mion still harbored some guilt over what happened.
"What a day, huh Mi-chan?" he asked, trying to break the bad tension. She hugged his arm tighter, not daring to let him meet her eyes.
"Yeah…some day it was…" she murmured. Mion kept her eyes fixated on the ground, as if finding something interesting to look at. Her heart beat a little more with each passing moment, hoping that she didn't have to explain herself anymore to the one she loved so dearly.
"…you're still…distressed over something, aren't you?" Keiichi stopped walking and looked at Mion, noticing her eyes not meeting his. He pulled her close to his chest, managing to ease the tension a little. After Mion sighed, she responded.
"I wish I could take it all back. I wish I could have stopped myself and told someone how I really felt…" Mion seemed like she was about to cry again, as she rested her head into Keiichi's shoulder. He just chuckled and patted her head, earning Mion a release from her tension.
"You may act like a tomboy most of the time, but you're still a girl Mi-chan. You can't act tough and expect problems to just disappear. Whatever happened to being headstrong and taking it on like a club member?" Keiichi gazed down at her, smiling. She seemed unable to answer his question.
"I guess…I just lost that part of myself somewhere down the line. Having to grow up too fast makes you into something you're not…"
At this remark, Keiichi bent down a little to Mion and faced her directly. He flicked her nose, again causing her to blush with wide eyes. He grinned at her and gave his opinion.
"Then I'd hope with everything that has happened you'd be the Mion Sonozaki acting her age from now on. So be the tomboy and the girl I love so much, who can be strong and independent but also resourceful and caring. Be the Mion Sonozaki I love like no other, and only then I'd be happy. Don't grow up too fast, ok? We…you and I…have our entire lives ahead of us to be together. So promise me: let's take it day by day and enjoy our…engagement…the way it should be?" Keiichi chuckled from hearing the word 'engagement', knowing full well that it was new to them. However, he got his message across to Mion, eventually cheering her up again.
Mion gazed at Keiichi for awhile, stunned as to how much he had changed as of late. He wasn't the boy who got angry for every foil of his attempts in the game club or the one who was the most thick-headed of times. Keiichi was stronger, smarter and more insightful towards her and their friends. For that, and for being the same charming Keiichi Maebara he had always been, Mion loved him.
"Ok. If that's what will make us happy, then I promise to do my best Kei-kun." Mion finally smiled back to Keiichi, hugging him now as they slowly continued their walk again.
"Well, shall we get going then love? Or should I say wifey?"
"Hey, this old man isn't your wife yet Keiichi Maebara! If anything, you're still my slave for the rest of the week, and I'm still you Mistress!"
Keiichi stuck his tongue out at Mion, taking a few steps ahead of her to dodge an oncoming punch. She grinned at him, following on her heels in a small but careful race back to his house. She laughed for what felt like the first time in years, chasing after the one she had always loved.
"Hanyuu…"
"Hmm…yes Rika-chan?"
"Tell me…back in the dungeon, why were you so happy to see Mion's inner demon rise out like that? I've never seen you act that way before?"
Sitting on the ledge of the outside walkway, the grass and its dew lightly tickling her bare feet, Rika contemplated over the previous day with her beloved wine in hand. Sipping the glass's contents, she enjoyed the sweet taste while watching the full moon in the sky shine upon the quiet village. She sighed here and there, unable to decide if things were as they seemed in Hinamizawa. To see a very demon rise from one's body and take shape was a spectacle in and of itself; a sight terrifying yet filled with wonder and awe. For Rika, the prior day left more questions than answers for her.
However, tonight Rika could only contemplate Hanyuu's actions as of late; her unusual attitudes and means towards their crisis's indifferent. Rika looked over to Hanyuu as she brought out some snacks for them, eying her with narrowed sight. As Hanyuu sat down with a plate of snacks, she sighed and looked down to the ground, not meeting Rika's eyes.
"Why does it matter, Rika-chan? Mion is free at last from that demon, and everyone is fine. Everything is as it should be right now…" she spoke, now grabbing a small pastry and eating it quietly.
"You don't normally watch our horrors with a smiling face. I know you too well Hanyuu, when I see you like that even I should be afraid…" Rika replied. She took another gulp of her wine, hoping to make Hanyuu at least smile once that night. However, it seemed like even wine wouldn't coerce her friend into changing her quiet mood, their inner bond not strong enough then and there oddly enough.
"Hau…don't worry Rika-chan, its ok. I have confidence that everything will be alright. Last night was me just being so happy to see another nightmare being overcome again. That's all…"
Hanyuu got up and finished the pastry, wiping the crumbs off her nightwear. She stretched and took the plate back into the kitchen; however, she stopped again once Rika asked her last question for the night.
"Hanyuu…I care about you just as much as the others. I know you're not telling me something, you even said we'll be 'tested again'. However, if whatever this test is that is coming soon will harm my friends, I won't bow down to fate anymore. You taught me that. For now, I'll trust you…like I've always had faith in you."
Unseen to Rika, Hanyuu smiled with a small grin. She closed her eyes, chuckling a bit.
"Good Rika-chan, then I'll have faith in you when the time comes again. Now, let's go to bed, ok?" she turned around, smiling for the first time that night.
To Rika, still, she would continue to ponder Hanyuu's unusual attitude to when the time to fight again came; this time, until she learned the truth of fate…
"HEEEEEY! Komoto, wake up!"
"Augh…*yawn*…Keep it down. I'm trying to sleep…." Komoto could be seen with his head between two pillows, trying his best to shield the incoming light from the nearby windows. It was another beautiful summer day, the light breeze flowing inside now that the windows were open. At the far corner of the room, the stirring of Rena and Ryuu could be heard, now coming out of their blissful sleep and awakening to the new daybreak.
"Hmm…who is it, I wonder?" murmured Rena, yawning loudly and rubbing her eyes.
In the recovery room of the Irie clinic, both Mion and Keiichi stood in the doorway, holding some packages in their arms and looking over to the others. It was the second day of Ryuu and Komoto's recovery, and feeling a little guilty on Mion's part she wanted to do something for them. So, knowing full well that the hospital food wasn't the best, Mion made some breakfast and other treats for the two victims of her demon's onslaught.
On Keiichi's part, he went to Komoto's bedside and abruptly woke him up, much to Komoto's displeasure. He opened his eyes groggily, a look of death on his face from being disturbed. Komoto wanted to strangle Keiichi that moment, however, all he could manage was to throw a pillow into his face.
"Keiichi, it's too early for this…hey, wait, where did Mizu-chan go?" Komoto sobered up a bit and looked around, noticing Mizuho's bed was made and set to the side of the wall. Looking over his injuries for a moment, he tried to sit up and get out of the bed hopefully to find her. However, Keiichi just grinned and pushed him back into the mattress.
"No can do. You still have a few more days till Dr. Irie releases you. Besides, Mizuho is just getting some coffee in the lounge with Takano-san," replied Keiichi. He grinned again and gave Komoto a thumb up, easing his peace of mind for a moment.
"So, how are you guys doing? I made you all some food, at least to make up for what happened…" Mion blushed, holding the food in her bag while standing with a down casted look. Rena just smiled at reassured her best friend.
"Don't worry about it anymore Mi-chan. It's all in the past…"
"Yeah, so why not send some of that food over here and I'll forgive ya for what happened!" spoke Ryuu. Rena just playfully hit him on the head, causing the others to laugh out loud.
"Hahah! Ryuu, to think that Rena-chan would be the one putting a collar on you! Priceless…"chuckled Keiichi. Whatever he said, Ryuu instantly fumed in response.
"I'll show you who wears a collar! Just wait till my shoulder heals and I'll…"
"OH! Ryuu-kun in a collar! I WANT TO TAKE YOU HOME WITH ME!" Rena drooled over the idea of Ryuu wearing puppy dog ears, paws, a tail, and a cute black collar. Ryuu just smiled awkwardly and gave up in defeat.
"Heheh…so Komoto-san, how is your hand and chest feeling?" asked Mion with concern.
"My leg is fine except for some stitches here and there. My chest wound will heal in time…but…"
Everyone in the room looked down to Komoto's bashed, bruised and swollen broken hand. He sighed after looking at it for awhile, seeming to be unsure as to how bad it really was.
"…well, I'm not sure what will happen to my hand. Doc said that if the bones heal properly that I'll have nothing to worry about. However, if the swelling doesn't go down soon then I can suffer some pretty bad nerve damage. I might not even be able to shoot with this hand again…"
It hit Mion and Keiichi pretty hard to hear that. Though it wasn't Mion's fault, she still felt shame for being the cause of his damaged hand. Some tears welled up in her eyes, the pain starting to pile on in her heart again. However, just before she felt dismay from it all, Komoto looked up and smiled at her.
"Mi-chan, don't worry about it. I'm tough, and this isn't the worst injury I've ever had. I'm sure that a hiatus from shooting and training, plus the surgery Doc was talking about later on, might be good enough to fix whatever damage was dealt. I'll be fine, don't worry…."
"The big oaf is right. His worst injury was probably taking a sledge hammer to his spinal cord in Russia. Boy that was one hell of a month for recovery!" Mizuho, now entering the room with a coffee cup in hand, smiled as she looked over to the others. From Mion's perspective, she noticed Mizuho's left hand now beheld a gold ring with a diamond in the center. The biggest fact, however, was that it was the ring finger; a marriage statement.
"EH! When did Komoto-san propose to you?"
"Oh, well…you see…" Mizuho suddenly blushed redder than a tomato and put her hand behind her head, laughing awkwardly. She then began explaining what happened the previous day.
"So Doc, tell me; how far along is Mizu-chan?"
"She's only about a month or so into her pregnancy. I'll monitor her on a monthly basis until the 7th month period starts. From there we will take more precautions and tests…"
"So till then, I'll be at a loss for food in our home I guess…Hey! That's my fruit!"
"Eh, your loss…"
As Komoto rested in the comfortable hospital bed, Mizuho constantly picked at his hospital food. Even after three meals, he wasn't able to have a decent dinner; his desserts and meat portions swiped whenever he wasn't looking. Though Komoto didn't care as much, he showed disdain for Mizuho's thievery.
All the while, Dr. Irie sat down and went over some test results; explaining to them what could be expected over the next few months. Amongst the hunger cravings, Mizuho would experience bouts of nausea, morning sickness, sore muscles, extreme bouts of mood swings, and even swelling around the breast and stomach area. As Mizuho snacked on Komoto's fruit cup, Komoto listened intently to all these coming experiences; fearing how Mizuho would act on a bad day.
"So…I'm going to die is what you're…OUCH!"
"Watch it, love."
"Komoto-san, it's not that bad really. Mizuho-san will be sick for some mornings, but otherwise you won't need to worry till the 5 month period before the mood swings occur. You should be fine till then." Dr. Irie fixed his glasses with one finger, smiled, then rose from his seat and left the room to attend to other patients in the clinic.
When he left, Komoto watched Mizuho for awhile, still in a stupor from his painkillers. It seemed unusual for Mizuho to act like this, not caring about how much food she consumed in mere seconds. Hopefully, Komoto thought, he would at least manage some kind of ration in his house to live on. After a while, though, he tried to settle Mizuho down a bit.
"So, I guess with the pregnancy and all I have to lock up all the alcohol away from you, huh?" At that comment, Mizuho spit out what little food was in her mouth and looked at him with wide eyes. What he said stunned her completely, almost confounding her reason.
"Wait, what do you mean?"
"Oh, like you don't know? It's dangerous to drink alcohol when you're pregnant. You'll have to wait at least 8 more months before you can safely drink again."
"Damnit! That's no good!" Mizuho pouted a bit, sighing and putting her head on the pillow. As she lay next to Komoto in her own bed, Mizuho began studying him as he drifted in and out of sleep, wondering how he felt about all this.
*He did say he was ok with the pregnancy, but if so…*
"Hey, Mizu-chan…"
"Ah! Um…yes?"
"I've wanted to tell you…why I left with Keiichi on the trip."
Mizuho's interest was sparked upon hearing these words. She continued to listen to Komoto, finally getting an answer as to why he left with Keiichi like he did. Her thoughts dwelled back on when she and Mion were talking in the car; the thought of what their relationship was all about. Could that have been the reason why?
"So…why were you so earnest to leave like that? I was wondering why and…"
Suddenly, Komoto put his hand on Mizuho's, almost feeling very frail and gentle. The IV's ran into his hand, Komoto's hold calmly feeling the warmth of her own hand flow through his. She blushed from this, listening to what was on his mind.
"I wanted…to go think some things over, I guess. You and I have seen a lot of death and killing in our lifetime, and after seeing Oryu suddenly die like that it made me wonder just how fragile a life could be. I…didn't realize just how good we had it up till then, and dying now would seem pointless with all the good we've been given in Hinamizawa. That's why, when Keiichi said he wanted to go on this crazy journey to prove his love for Mion, I felt obligated to go along as well. I needed some time to sort out how I felt about everything, but seeing Keiichi accomplish his goal with what little aid I could give really astounded me. I guess…he rubbed off on me in the end…"
Mizuho didn't find any of this ridiculous, but only gave him full support on the matter. If Komoto needed some time alone then it was fine. However, Mizuho still wanted Komoto to tell her what he had to think about, though she blushed more and more by the moment.
"Well, given the state I'm in, I guess my original plan is screwed up now…"
*Wait…did me getting pregnant ruin something? Oh, please, don't say it…*
"Mizu-chan…can you give me my pants over there…"
Mizuho snapped out of her thoughts and quickly did so. She was confused as to what he needed his pants for, but in moments she found out her answer; thankfully, the opposite of what her thoughts had foretold. After hassling with the pair of pants, Komoto's good hand dug into a deep pocket, soon revealing a small blue case. Mizuho's eyes could have been said to instantly grow wide with wonder and shear embarrassment.
"Wait…what is that?"
"Well, I was going to ask you this on stage during the Watanagashi festival, but I guess that plan is ka put! So, seeing as how I've already received good news about the little one soon joining us, I think now is a good time to just say it. Mizu-chan, love of my life and my partner in any battle, will you marry me and…let me father our unborn child?"
Komoto's hand shook a bit, an odd event Mizuho had never seen before. Slowly managing to open the case, he revealed a diamond ring placed on a shiny, gold ring. The diamond was of appropriate size, not too small and not too big. In the inside of the ring, though, was a symbol of a yin and yang; Komoto's favored symbol of life and love.
Not realizing it, Mizuho's eyes welled up with tears upon hearing his proposal; the warm droplets gliding down her cheeks soon after. She blushed profusely, her heart racing like never before. After stuttering for a few moments, and without question in her heart and mind, Mizuho gave her response to Komoto with a resounding yell.
"YES!"
She threw herself into Komoto's body, managing to miss his injured areas by a fraction. She hugged him with a loving kiss, their lips meeting one another's with immense emotion. After staying like that for a few minutes, they separated and breathed for air, not once losing the gaze of the other. Komoto smiled in response, now fumbling with the ring in his hand. As Mizuho rose out her ring finger, he placed it onto hers and glided the band down to the finger's hilt. Mizuho again raised her hand, staring at the ring in its majestic view under the luminosity of the ceiling lights.
"Good. It's settled then. I'll have you as my wife, and soon, we'll both have a son…"
"Hey, wait one moment! It's going to be a girl!"
"Dear, it'll be a boy! And he'll be a strong one at that! We'll even name him…"
"NO! Love, it will be a girl and she'll be named…"
For at least a half hour more, the two argued over what the gender of their child would be. Though it was in all good fun, they still opposed one another like they usually would. One could only think what a normal marriage these two would have upon Mizuho and Komoto both saying "I Do" at the altar.
"And I still say it's going to be a girl…" murmured Mizuho, sounding annoyed at her fiancé.
"No! It's going to be a boy!" replied Komoto, eying his love with narrowed sight.
"At least you two are getting married. That's good to look forward…to…"
"Mi-chan, it's no use. They're going at it again." Keiichi and Mion sweated upon seeing the two argue over their unborn child's gender again, finding it a farce comedy. After a while, though, Komoto and Mizuho settled down and gave up on the argument. Sighing, they looked up to the others and tried to figure out what to do next.
"Well, we're not sure of when to hold the wedding and all. I'd say that would be best left figuring out after I'm recovered," spoke Komoto, closing his eyes to think.
"Agreed. Right now the last thing I want to worry about is a wedding…"
"But you'll have to do it soon. You're belly is going to bulge out from the pregnancy…and…"
Though Keiichi was making a minor comment, Mizuho's utter state of shock over this fact surprised everyone in the room. It seemed to the others that she hadn't taken into account the fact that she'd gain weight and be unable to train once the pregnancy took effect.
"I'm…gonna be huge?! WAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" In a comical sense, Mizuho began to cry in front of Komoto, beginning to beat his head now in anger. Mion, thankfully, pulled her off before any damage was done, whilst Keiichi found Komoto wide eyed and dazed from the sudden attack. Ryuu, however, couldn't help but laugh from this spectacle.
"Damn, calm down Mizuho-sensei! It won't be that bad…" tried Mion.
"I…w…won't even be able to train! I can't drink any sake'…and…and…you're the cause of all this!" She pointed an accusing finger at Komoto, giving him a death glare. However, due to her prior attack Komoto was almost knocked out.
"Please…mercy…." He uttered in defense, praying for an end to his tortures.
After Mizuho's sudden outburst, soon enough she was calmed down to be civil. Komoto honestly wondered if the next 8 months were going to be survivable, given that Mizuho would experience far worse mood swings and hunger cravings in the near future. Though it seemed like a long road, he would be by her side every step of the way with full love and support.
While everyone began to snack on the food Mion had prepared, Komoto tried his best to change the subject onto something less emotional and more comical. Anything, really, to reduce the amount of beatings Mizuho would implement on his already beaten and bruised body.
"So Mi-chan, how was it being with Keiichi last night? You two have 'fun'? Komoto mused, causing Mion and Keiichi to sputter out their food a bit.
"Eh? Komoto-san, why did you bring that up?" replied Mion, blushing profusely.
"Oh come on…we're all adults here. I know you and Keiichi released any frustration you two had from the past month. Your head feels a lot clearer, right?" Though Komoto was just messing with them, Mizuho was, oddly enough, listening with interest. She didn't hit Komoto over the head for the comment, but wanted to hear what Mion would say. From all that Komoto and the others managed to tell her about what occurred in the few days prior, Mion's odd actions at the range and in the car rides, even over dinner, was in need of answers. "Well, I'm just asking. Let's see, as I remember it you had the home to yourselves for the next week, you and Keiichi hadn't done "it" in quite some time, and while you were possessed all I could really pick out about yourself was that you had this insane sexual appetite. I wouldn't even be surprised if Dr. Irie suddenly revealed to me that lack of sex causes Hinamizawa Syndrome to go rogue." Komoto laughed deeply, causing Mion and Keiichi to fear him a bit, but at this point Mizuho, irked, merely hit him over the head.
"Dear, stop cornering the two."
"Ouch! Ok, ok, enough with the hitting….anyway…I'm not really interested in that, I was just kidding. Why I'm asking is if…you're finally relaxing back into normality, Mi-chan?" he asked, seriously this time. Mion and Keiichi calmed down, looked at one another for a quick second and then replied.
"Well, I mean…my head does feel a bit clearer after 'last night', and I feel like my normal self again. So yeah, I'm relaxed…and happier…" she blushed, smiling.
"Why did you ask anyway Komoto?" asked Keiichi, staring at Komoto with an odd expression.
"Well, don't you remember that idea I was talking about…before on the trip?" Komoto smiled.
"Yeah, you mentioned it once. What about it?"
"Well, I didn't expect that you'd be living with Mi-chan or that Shi-chan would be taking up the family business, but after you told me about all the problems you two were having, and I mean with spending time with each other, I asked Mizu-chan about this idea and she accepted. If you two would like, after I'm healed and everything, we'll let you two train with us. Guns, exercise, jogging, even hand to hand combat if you like. How does that sound?"
Mion and Keiichi looked at them both, watching as Mizuho and Komoto smiled at the idea. They both rubbed their heads and smiled back, thanking them for the offer.
"Wow, thanks guys. We'll take you up on the offer, but I hope you don't kill off this old man here," spoke Mion. She chuckled a bit at the last part of her comment.
"Old man? Come on Mi-chan, if you were really so old in spirit, then you wouldn't have been so feisty last night…"
"KEI-KUN!"
*Bam*
Like Komoto, Keiichi had met the fist of a woman. Mion sent a resounding punch into his head, causing Keiichi to fall to the ground with some drool out the side of his mouth. Rena and the others laughed at seeing this, however, Mion fumed a bit at Keiichi's sudden remark. Thankfully, it was all in good fun for the time being.
"With that said, we better get going now. I hope you two feel better. The Crimson Lotus Festival will be here soon, so for Mizuho's and Rena's sake, you two need to be in top shape," spoke Mion, picking Keiichi up and dragging his body out through the doorway slowly.
"Leaving already? Why the hurry?" asked Rena.
"Heh, Kei-kun's still my slave, and I intend to get every bit of use out of him before school starts up again. See you guys later!" For once, Mion seemed like her usual self, happy and energetic. The others just smiled and waved goodbye, however, Komoto was a bit confused.
"Eh? The Crimson Lotus Festival?" He looked to the others for some answers.
"Yes. While you were gone with Keiichi, it was announced that there would be another festival for the village," spoke Mizuho. She sat in a nearby chair and started to figure out what she would do today, given that Komoto was still recovering.
"Is this another festival to Oyashiro-sama or something?" asked Ryuu. Rena shook her head and smiled back.
"No. It's a festival celebrating the blooming of the Crimson Lotus, the village's native flower. I hear that it's quite the spectacle to see, really. It's going to be so much fun! There's going to be game and food shops, dancing…it's really going to be a huge social event!" Rena seemed very happy for the upcoming festival, like many others had been these past weeks in Hinamizawa.
"And the main idea behind it is to create better relations within the village, while at the same time perform a purifying ritual to cleanse the village of any bad luck. It was Mion's grandmother's wish, so there's no question to its implement," replied Mizuho, feeling somewhat hungry again. She bit her lip to stem off any more hunger urges, in hopes of retaining her usual weight.
*Komoto-kun…damnit…this is so your fault! Hmm…I really crave some bananas now…* Mizuho closed her eyes to relax for awhile, trying to figure out what she really felt.
"Hmm…well, sounds fun. But why did Mion say we had to be in tip top shape?" asked Ryuu.
"Well, it's a courtship festival too! It is! All the girls get to pick the guys to take to the festival!" chimed Rena again, making cute eyes at Ryuu. All he could do was blush.
"Yeah, with that clause, I need to make my options available and go pick out a good man. Hmm…" Mizuho looked away and pretended to be thinking seriously about finding some guy to ask, whereas Komoto could have been said to have a cloud over his head; the rain pouring and soaking him to the bone.
"Gee…thanks love…"
"Aww I'm just kidding! Take a joke will you!" Mizuho smiled and punched Komoto again, causing his chest to ache a bit.
*Yup, even when I'm injured she's going to hurt me. Either that or she's going through mood swings too early. I should…seriously get a restraining order…* Komoto cried on the inside.
"Wow, it's already 9:00 a.m. I still haven't eaten breakfast yet, I think I could eat a horse, I think!" Rena said, her stomach growling slightly. Mizuho got up and presented an idea to her.
"How about you and I go out to breakfast? We could also go pick up some things for these two…"
"Ok, sounds good."
Mizuho and Rena both got up and exited the room, leaving Ryuu and Komoto behind…confused.
"Hey, wait, what about us?" yelled Komoto.
"Yeah, you can't seriously leave us alone…here…"
It was too late, the girls were gone. They both sighed in defeat, knowing that their recoveries were going to be long and boring at this rate. Laying their heads back into the pillows, they tried to figure out something to do.
"This is…"
"…going to suck so much."
"Ryuu-san…if we're going to get through this without t.v., I think we'll have to make use of the hospital recreation room. Wanna play chess in the meantime?" asked Komoto, sounding bored.
"I'd rather have another dose of pain meds, but what the hell. Sure…"
Like the day before, I wondered…
Can reality truly be what it is?
Like the night before, I wondered…
Can the human soul overcome anything?
And like the Twilight of both night and day…
I wondered…
In Fate, was there Truth?
Or was Truth in our Fate?
Next time on Hinamizawa Hell, "The Truth of Fate" Arc 3, Ch. 1: Recovery.
Can you begin to believe in this?