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Good evening.

I see you're as lethargic as ever, Shiki.

Here you go. Put this in the fridge.

At least keep that door locked, will you? I can't believe how careless you are.

How many times have I told you?

You're free to walk in without telling me.

How many times have I told you?

I can't take you up on that.

I picked strawberry tonight.

What, did it melt?

Guess I should've asked for an ice pack.

I don't like ice cream.

But it was so hot out today...

I figured that even you would be craving something cold.

I thought it might a boring choice...

But then again, the other flavors don't fit my image of you.

My image?

Strawberry.

That Häagen-Dazs ice cream.

You didn't eat the last one I bought, remember?

So strawberry comes to mind when you think of me?

Like your leather jacket.

Another thing - strawberries are from the rose family.

Who would've thought?

People just think strawberries are pretty...

But they're actually roses.

See? They're so you, Shiki.

I'm not eating this.

Huh?

Thanatos. (Overlooking View)

Today at approximately 210 pm,

a female high school junior living in the city...

...fell from the roof of the Fujou Building Wing 4...

...sustaining blunt trauma to the body and was pronounced dead soon after.

This is the fourth in a recent spate of suicides at the Fujou Building.

As in all previous cases, no suicide note was found at the scene.

The police will be trying to gain insight as to whether Miss Eiko was troubled...

...or distressed in her private life... by retracing her last steps,

and interviewing her family and friends.

Intrigued?

That's the fourth.

You'd think the public...

...would have latched onto the connection between the cases by now.

Connection?

Right... connection.

Or should I say the similarities?

The girls who committed suicide all went to different schools,

and moved in different circles.

They were all good girls with no problems at home,

and their own families have no idea why they'd want to end their lives.

Judging by the circumstances, these girls had intensely personal reasons.

Their own insecurities drove them to die on the spur of the moment.

There's no doubt about that.

Ergo, not one of them left any parting words,

a similarity which the police have been paying scant attention to.

Suicide notes, you mean?

Exactly.

If they wanted to die, they should've at least chosen a way

that wouldn't cause trouble for other people...

It's inconsistent with suicide by jumping...

Is that what you mean?

If you have no attachment to the world you're living in,

then there's no need to broadcast anything, even your death.

Not to leave a suicide note...

That implies you had no say in the matter, but willingly died.

Whereas a conspicuous death...

...Now that in itself is like a suicide note.

Yet those girls all jumped.

Leaving no word behind.

Meaning?

The truth is, none of them really intended to die.

It's like they just stepped out to go shopping,

and had the misfortune of being killed in car accidents.

That's what Mikiya said.

He did?

But he also said that if someone were out on an errand...

...why would they go jump off the roof of a building?

He said it was beyond him.

Really...

Just when is he coming back to us?

That boy of ours?

We now have a fifth Fujou Building suicide.

The victim was a 2nd year girl who attended the local high school.

As with the other four cases, there was no...

How long is this going to go on, I wonder?

The suicides will stop at eight.

There won't be any more for a while.

What?

Eight girls.

I saw eight of them flying in the air.

So you went to the Fujou Building?

Yes.

This sounds interesting.

What's the deal with that place, anyway?

The Fujou Building was built during the economic boom in the seventies...

...as a group of landmark towers for the city.

Their height and observation decks attracted tourists...

but they've since fallen into decay with age,

and their demolition has been planned for years.

Although they only just recently finished vacating all of their tenants...

That's not what I'm asking.

How should I put it? Time seems to be askew there...

Or should I say the order's been reversed?

People's memories... no, their records...

At the building, such records are created at a slower rate of time.

The records of the girls before their deaths...

...haven't yet caught up with their records in real time.

As a result, it's only their memories that live on.

People die, but as long as someone remembers them,

they'll never suddenly vanish into nothingness.

Just like smoke doesn't vanish the instant you extinguish the fire.

Listen, Shiki... what do you think comes to mind...

...when you look down at the landscape from up high?

The urge you feel when you view the world you live in...

The recognition that strikes you like unexpected violence...

...blindsiding you even if you yourself deny it...

The emotion inspired by the overlooking view...

The word is "far".

The overlooking view is a breathtaking sight.

Even the most pedestrian landscape can seem magnificent.

But, you see...

This overwhelmingly vast vision...

...can, in turn, cause a gulf to form between you and the rest of the world.

Instead of the narrow space you can actually sense...

You recognize the vast landscape as the "world you live in"...

And normally, that would be correct.

The problem is, you're simply unable to acknowledge...

...that you physically exist in such a vast world.

Then friction occurs between your knowledge as logic,

and your experiences as actual feelings.

Eventually one of these will be worn down,

and that's when confusion of the mind sets in.

And then...

Visions are not images that we gaze at with our eyes.

Rather, they're images that our brains comprehend.

What we see is protected by our own common sense.

In other words, people can't survive outside their own little boxes.

Under normal circumstances...

This just in...

It seems that yet another suicide victim has been found at the Fujou Building.

That makes six...

So just two more?

Do you think they're related?

To what?

Never mind.

The truth is, none of them really intended to die.

It's like they just stepped out to go shopping,

and had the misfortune of being killed in car accidents.

Really...

Just when is he coming back to us? That boy of ours?

Kokutou!

Come with me...

He's always dreaming...

He's always perfectly straight.

And that's why he can fly anywhere, if he ever wants to!

I want him to take me with him!

Can you fly?

You just...

...don't get it!

I see...

This one really did a number on you.

She literally took this round and a limb.

It's your fault, Touko. How could it break so easily, anyway?

This wouldn't be a problem if it were my fault.

What do you mean by that?

Nothing...

But remember, it's only been a month since the Fujino Asagami incident.

I wish you'd try to be more gentle with your artificial arm.

I will, next time.

That's the spirit.

Listen, Shiki...

As long as you devote enough time and effort to it,

you can make a doll or a prosthetic arm as realistically human-like as possible.

But the thing is...

...unless it has a soul to move it, it's nothing but a container.

The same can be said for human bodies.

A physical body that's been reduced to a soulless shell has no purpose.

It's just a container...

No more than emptiness.

Just like you yourself used to be.

Did I ever tell you about the day Kokutou first came here?

No.

That kid just barged in here one day, asking for a job.

He said he'd seen my dolls at some exhibition, and they'd captivated him.

He started out not even having any contact information for me,

and wound up here.

At this hollow shrine, surrounded with a barrier to repel people.

All during his interview, he couldn't take his eyes off the dolls.

That doll sitting on the end there...

that was Kokutou's favorite back then.

He might have been seeing your emptiness in my doll.

He's the kind of person who obsesses over dolls.

That's why I warned him not to go near the Fujou Building, but...

Emptiness...

Good morning, Shiki.

I think you've heard about those suicides at the Fujou Building.

Ms. Touko says she'd like to talk to you about them.

Oh, when you come to the office could you buy some coffee?

I'll let you pick out the brand.

Later.

August 8... 751 AM.

No more messages.

Try moving it.

You might find it uncomfortable now, but you'll get used to it in no time.

Now twice as strong... this arm's a lot tougher than the last one.

It won't break unless an elephant stomps on it.

It's a good arm.

He ignored your warning, and this is what came of it.

He got what he asked for.

Aren't you going to bring him back?

You're certainly demonic.

Meaning...

I've got to kill you!

Your feet aren't touching the ground.

Are you flying?

Or are you floating?

Your powers of suggestion won't work on me.

I've never had those kinds of yearnings.

And I've never known how it feels to be alive, or felt the pain of living.

That's right, the truth is I don't even give a damn about you.

But I can't let you keep him away like this.

I took refuge in him first.

So I'm taking him back.

...fall...

Fall... Fall...

Fall...

Fall, fall, fall!

You fall.

Bones?

They're lilies.

Who's there?

Isn't this...

...a lovely view?

Yes.

Isn't the moon... very beautiful... tonight?

Yes.

I knew it...

You see, I love the view from this window.

The cherry blossoms...

In the spring, the cherry blossoms are so lovely...

With all the petals scattering across the blue sky...

It looks like the flowers are blooming in the sky.

It'd be nice to see them next year, wouldn't it?

You're an enemy of mine, aren't you?

Yes. I'm an acquaintance of both the person you attacked,

and the person who attacked you.

I have a few questions I'd like to ask you.

I know about your condition.

So I'm not going to pressure you...

Please come in.

Excuse me, then.

May I ask your name, please?

I'm Touko.

Touko Aozaki.

Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Touko.

Likewise.

How long have you been here?

I don't remember... A long, long time...

Day in and day out... I just looked out the window.

Day in and day out... from this same window... always this same view.

That must be hard...

But I know this view won't disappear.

No matter how much I hate it...

Because this view is all I have.

That's why you continued to look out the window...

And imprinted this view in your brain...

...acquiring an overlooking view.

Before I knew it, my eyes were up in the sky.

Was it around that time that you lost your sight?

Yes. I could no longer see with my eyes.

But still, my landscape stayed the same...

In other words, your mind was up in the sky.

But if the ghost at the Fujou Building was your consciousness,

you would've been killed by Shiki by now.

The one at the Fujou Building wasn't me.

Hm?

The me in the sky went away, you see...

I abandoned myself in the box.

Your personalities split in two... no, that can't be it.

You were controlling two different bodies with one personality.

You were always one, but someone gave you a second container.

Dual existence...

That's what he called it.

But why weren't you satisfied with just fantasizing about the world outside?

I don't see why you had to make those girls fall.

Those girls were flying around me.

I thought we could be friends.

But none of them ever noticed me...

Of course they didn't... they were unconscious.

That's why... I thought if I called out to them...

If I made them conscious... Then they'd notice me...

I'm here... Here I am...

That's all I wanted...

So why...?

And the reason you took our boy? For company?

I met him... in the hallway of this hospital.

Every single week... at the same time...

He'd have a beautiful bouquet...

I wanted...

him to take me with him...

And then the woman... Touko Aozaki... left me.

There are two types of escape.

Escape without a purpose, and escape with a purpose.

The former is called "floating", and the latter, "flying".

Whichever you choose your overlooking view to be...

...it's your decision to make.

But if you allow your guilty conscience to dictate that choice...

...you'd be doing the wrong thing.

Because rather than choose our path based on the sins we bear,

we must bear our sins along the path that we've chosen.

That was the last thing she said to me...

But I'm pretty sure she already knew which fate I'd choose.

Because I wasn't able to fly.

All I could do was float, after all...

I'm weak, so I can't do what she said.

I can't fight this temptation either.

The flash I felt when she pierced my heart...

The overwhelming rush of death, and the pounding of life...

I'd always thought that my life was empty...

but there was still something left, so simple and precious.

But it may not be possible to end my life like that.

I can no longer hope for such a glorious death as that.

That death which penetrated my body like a needle, like a sword, like lightning...

...is unattainable to me now.

So I'm going to try to come as close to it as possible.

It's all right... I've already decided on how I'm going to do it.

Perhaps it goes without saying...

...but I think I should end it by falling to my death from an overlooking view.

Good afternoon, this is the 1pm news on August 31st.

First, we have another update on the Broad Bridge.

The Broad Bridge, which collapsed last month...

...may have had a critical mistake from its design stage...

Good morning, Kokutou.

Good morning, Ms. Touko.

I'm sorry. I guess I must've fallen asleep.

Don't waste your breath. I can see that.

Uh...

Now that you're up, get me something to drink, will you?

Coffee would be nice.

And it'll be good rehab for you.

Right... Coffee...

Rehab?

The number of Fujou Building suicide victims has now reached eight.

Huh? Eight?

Hey, Touko... is that really how humans end up when they're reckless enough

to think they can fly?

In the past, no one ever attempted flight relying only on human power.

The word "flight" is inextricably linked to the word "fall".

But the more the sky takes over you, the less you realize that.

And as a result, you end up flying over the clouds even after your death.

Never falling down to earth... As if you're falling into the sky.

Uh, excuse me. I don't see where you're going with this.

Right... There was a person floating over the Fujou Building,

surrounded by the ghosts of young girls who'd jumped to their deaths.

Eight girls in all...

Did they fly? Or did they fall?

That's the gist of the story... it's as simple as they come.

Ahh... When you put it like that, it sounds like a cheap novel.

Doesn't it?

Do you think it's right to kill yourself, Mikiya?

Well, I don't know.

For example, let's say I got infected with a devastating retrovirus,

and I could wipe out everyone else in Tokyo just by being alive.

If I could save everyone by dying...

...then I think I'd commit suicide.

What the hell is that?

That story's so unrealistic, you can't possibly make a point with it.

Just hear me out.

See, I think that would be my choice because I'm weak.

I'd never have the courage to go on living after alienating all of Tokyo.

So I'd kill myself.

Because it would be easier.

Be brave for a moment, or have to keep it up as long as you lived?

You know which one would be harder, don't you?

Maybe I'm being extreme, but I think death is an indulgence.

But there may be times when the suicidal are desperate to escape.

That's something I can't deny, nor argue against.

Because...

I'm a weak person, too.

You're not like them.

By the way, Shiki...

I had the strangest dream.

Dream?

Right, a dream about a dragonfly.

I'm not sure if I was looking at the dragonfly,

or if I was the dragonfly...

Anyway, this dragonfly was flying around, busily.

And then a butterfly showed up.

It flapped its wings as hard as it could, trying to keep up,

but it was too much.

In the end, it tumbled to the ground, exhausted.

If it had fluttered its wings as if it were floating,

I think it could've stayed in the air longer.

But since that butterfly knew what it was like to fly,

it just couldn't bear its lightness as a floater.

That's why it flew.

It stopped floating, you see...

Hey. Wait a second, what am I talking about?

That's so not like me, huh?

Mikiya, stay the night.

Huh? What's this all of a sudden?

Just do it.

No, it's fine. I mean, it would be more convenient for me and all, but...

did you need something?

Strawberry.

Huh?

The strawberry Häagen-Dazs.

Your carton's still in the freezer. Knock it back before you go.

If you say so. Fine, I'll spend the night.

But you know what, Shiki?

Knock it back - are you serious?

You've got to do something about that mouth of yours, at least.

You're a girl, after all.

Shut up. I'll talk the way I want to.

Because I knew, deep down, that I was able to fly

I was afraid of flapping my wings, and forgot about the wind

Oblivious

Where are you going?

That mirage you see in the distance

Someday, despite my fear

it will reflect our future together

And when these two stranded souls draw close together

you'll see true sorrow spread its wings at last.

Oblivious

Like dreaming of a midday shadow

in the middle of the night

Promise me we'll fall together

into the light

Someday... with you... together

The night

The morning

The daytime

The stars

The illusions

The summer

The winter

Time

The wind

Water

Earth

Sky

We go further in the destiny...

Because I knew, deep down, that I was able to fly

I was afraid of flapping my wings, and forgot about the wind

Oblivious

Please stay by my side

Look, a peaceful love is about to begin

Someday, even as I tremble

we'll head toward our future

Oblivious

Where are you going?

Into the water, to escape far away

Such a beautiful voice

singing of our future together.

We are live at the scene.

The eighth suicide victim, Ms. Kirie Fujou, was the daughter...

...of former Fujou Building owner, the late Yasuki Fujou.

Terminally ill, she'd spent over ten years in a local hospital.

Ms. Fujou was 27 at the time of her death...

Azaka!

That suicide yesterday...

Seems like it wasn't a schoolgirl this time.

I know.

She killed herself because she'd been so ill...

It probably had nothing to do with that string of suicides...

That's what the reporter just said.

Unrelated, eh?

Well, I guess that's the conclusion they'd draw.

I just don't understand people who'd kill themselves.

Do you understand them, Ms. Touko?

There's no reason for suicide.

I suppose she couldn't fly today.

Sep-98

Thanatos. (Overlooking View)

Preview of Next Chapter

A time when SHIKI still existed within Shiki

1995

You mean the culprit's wounded?

It's just... he's getting more and more adept.

But that's my school's...

You should've realized it sooner.

I don't believe it...

We'll meet again soon.

······and nothing heart. (MURDER SPECULATION - Part One)