"- What does that have to do with being forced into Farri's business?
Rig asks for your sister in a tough voice.
I was just confused by your sister's words, so it was helpful because the conversation progressed with shame.
"That's because I thought I'd never have to see you again if it was in a disgusting way."
"Never again... no"
I know what your sister really is and I'm just confused.
From the beginning, if it was an act that included being hated by me… I was in exactly the way you thought I would be.
But there couldn't have been a need to distance ourselves from each other until we had such painful thoughts.
Your sister will open her mouth again as she tries to deny your thoughts somehow.
"There are other reasons why I wanted my last memories because I'll never see you again. I don't care if I never see Fari again or if he hates me... if I have memories, I'm sure I can keep thinking of you. My dear, I thought your warmth would wrap up regret and suffering."
Your sister says it with a serene expression, as if to think back on something important.
But that means... you were never going to see me again.
"And I was also thinking that if you think about what I did to Farri, you'd never think of going home again. I was going to do something terrible to Fari, even if it meant turning me down."
As much as your sister says, I'm confused.
When I was forced, I didn't like it and couldn't help it.
I don't want to see your face again, I even thought.
But the more I calm down...... leaving it to my emotions to dislike your sister, it seems like I'm making some irrevocable choices.
So this is how I meet and talk to your sister.
I'm listening to your sister.
Yet your sister keeps saying things like running away.
I harassed you, but you made me feel bad... and even then I told you I'd been doing it from the beginning.
Don't know how I feel, don't think about it, just assume it.
One thing, it's not meshing.
It was just a little different, and this didn't happen, and I didn't have to think of it like this.
From the confused head, soothing heat draws.
And somewhere I get feelings similar to anger.
I'm not even mad at your sister.
Maybe it's the anger you feel about the very difference in food between me and your sister.
That's why - anger without a place to go grows in your chest without anyone being able to hit you.
"- Farri?"
And by the time your sister called me.
When I realized it, I was in tears.