"What the fuck! Everything here is worthless!"

"So we just broke into this house for nothing?"

Sojiro laid rigid on the hardwood floor of his living room, holding his stomach after being winded in the gut from his attackers. They stormed in the house so fast that he barely had any time to react at all. He looked up at Kanata who was being held by one of the men wearing a mask over their face. Her eyes silently pleaded for help.

"Not one of our greatest thefts." One man commented, keeping an eye outside the window.

"Shut up, Reynold!"

"Come on, we don't have all day here. Lights are already starting to pop up from the neighboring houses. Won't be long before the the cops show up!" Reynold said.

The leader of the group crossed his arms, looking at Sojiro, and then back at Kanata. Suddenly, an evil smirk formed on his face.

"Since he has nothing worth stealing, we'll just have to take his wife as compensation."

That's when Kanata screamed out, only to be muffled by the man holding her, covering her mouth with his other hand.

"Get her in the car."

As Kanata began to be led away, she bit down on the man's finger.

"Fuckin' whore!" The man cursed loudly, only to be headbutted up the chin.

"Soji, help!" She cried out, only to be silenced again as she was dragged off forcefully.

"KANATA!"

Adrenaline pumped throughout his entire body as he thought of nothing but saving his love. He tackled one man into the ground, swinging his fists at his face repeatedly.

"You son of a bitch!"

Another man came up from behind, wrapping his arms around Sojiro's neck, attempting to choke him to death. Gasping, he instinctly elbowed the man in the rib, breaking free before turning around and decking the other man in the face.

WHAM!

Sojiro fell to the floor, rolling over only to see a pipe smacking him right across the face. Soon, the other two recovered and joined in beating the daylights out of him.

"You should have just stayed on the floor! This is what you get for being a hero, asshole!" Reynold shouted at him, hitting him with the pipe to the point where it began to dent.

Every hit hurted worst than the last and he felt like his bones were breaking, but he didn't want to give them the enjoyment of hearing him screaming out in pain so he held it in. Then the sounds of police siren in the distance caused them to cease their vicious beating on him.

"Shit, we wasted enough time. Let's go."

They fled, leaving him bleeding and brusied to the point where he wished he would rather be dead than feeling like this.

"Kanata..."

He crawled his way over to the front door, grunting with each push forward. When he finally made it to the doorway, the four men were still having trouble getting Kanata into the car.

"Get in the fucking car, already!" One of them shouted in frustration before finally knocking her out with one swift punch.

"B-bastard..." Sojiro spat out, coughing blood.

They got into their car, driving off, leaving Sojiro physically and emotionally destroyed.

"Come...back..."

Sojiro bolted awake with a cold sweat as he looked around. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw he was still in his living room. Rubbing his face in his hands, he shook his head.

That dream...I haven't had that one in years.

Getting up, he walked over to a shelf holding photos of him and Kanata. Despite that fateful night, the pictures remained relatively unharmed, even when those robbers had thrashed every part of the house, even Konata's room, to find something valuable to take. When they couldn't find anything, they settled taking something that could never be replaced with money: His lover.

He did his best to raise their child by himself. Konata grew up to look just like her mother, only to have his gaming habit and his mole. Despite her eccentric personality, Konata managed to find a group of friends who accepted her for who she was, something he never found as a kid himself. He was glad she didn't grow up to be exactly like him, where the only one who truly cared about his being was only Kanata...and his games.

As much as he didn't want to believe it, he had to accept the fact that she was gone. Though the cops never found the thieves nor her corpse, he arranged a coffin in a cemetery in case her body was ever found.

Kanata...Our daughter is all grown up...She's not the perfect girl...

A tear made its way down his cheek as he stared at the photo of when he and Kanata first held their baby daughter...together.

But she's our girl...I wished you were here to see her...

At the Washinomiya Shrine, a boy stood in front of the offering box. He chuckled, shaking his head before walking away with a content smile on his face.

"Wish granted."

I miss you, Kanata.

The sound of someone knocking on the door took him right out of his thoughts. He wondered who it could have been. Konata and Yutaka went to hang out with their friends, so it was very unlikely it was them.

"I'll be right there!" He said, walking out of the living room to the front door.

Opening it, he saw two men standing in front of him.

"Hello? How can I help you?" He asked, wary of who these people were.

"Hi, I'm Kishor Draggarh and that's my buddy Sig Asgrimur." One of them introduced themselves. "We heard you were missing a wife in your life. Here you go!"

"What?"

The two stepped aside. What, or better yet, who he saw, blew his mind. Standing next to his niece Yui was none other than...

"Kanata!"

"Soji!"

They ran towards each other and hugged as if their lives depended on it.

"This isn't a dream...please tell me this isn't a dream..." Sojiro pleaded, tears rushing down his face.

"It's not...I'm real..."

The two pulled away for a moment to look each other in the eye. He caressed his hands on her cheeks. This wasn't a hallucination. She was real. She was here. She was back. He pulled her in once more and pressed his lips into hers. Kanata returned the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. Eventually, they separated for air, panting for breath when they did, but they never stopped looking into each others eyes.

"I've missed you." He whispered softly.

"Me too." She said.

"But there's someone else who misses you even more, Miss Kanata."

Everyone turned their eyes to Sig, who finally spoke.

"And I don't think we should keep her waiting any longer, don't you agree?"

They all nodded their heads.

"Well then..." Sig turned to Kishor who pumped his fists up high into the air.

"Let's not keep Konata waiting! Let's go!"

This series is coming to a close. It took awhile, but I made it. I couldn't have done it without my devoted readers and reviewers. Thank you all.

I will see you all at the finale next chapter!