The memory ended there. It didn't show anything more, so I don't know if he went through with it... I hope he didn't.
[ All he can do is look down. ]
Even if it had nothing to do with the me right here, it had everything to do with the me over there. And when I remember these things, I remember how the other me felt back there as the events in the memories happened. I feel it too, and it feels so... real. It doesn't feel like a movie anymore.
And I... the other me there, is what's making him miserable by merely existing.
It's not like I can apologize for existing, but I feel guilty about it anyway. How can I not...? It's enough for him to do that with a gun because of it. Being the reason for that for something I can't do anything about... It makes me feel...
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[ Daisuke breathes out quietly. ]
The memory ended there. It didn't show anything more, so I don't know if he went through with it... I hope he didn't.
[ All he can do is look down. ]
Even if it had nothing to do with the me right here, it had everything to do with the me over there. And when I remember these things, I remember how the other me felt back there as the events in the memories happened. I feel it too, and it feels so... real. It doesn't feel like a movie anymore.
And I... the other me there, is what's making him miserable by merely existing.
It's not like I can apologize for existing, but I feel guilty about it anyway. How can I not...? It's enough for him to do that with a gun because of it. Being the reason for that for something I can't do anything about... It makes me feel...
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... helpless.