Ahh, again.
Because his resolve against the pressure inside has softened…
That thing that was compressed until now gains in size with great speed, and fills the vessel known as Kei-kun.
I am pushed away, and my place is stolen.
Ah!
…It’s hot!
In the moment I’m chased from within Kei-kun, I feel a sudden pain, as if pressed with hot iron.
And then, I float through the empty air.
Losing the flesh on which I was dependent – eyes, ears, nose, tongue, skin – I no longer hold the means to know what became of Kei-kun and Uzuki-san.
But, regardless of that lack…
Yumei: …Kei-chan…
I hear Yumei-san’s voice, calling out.
Yumei: …Kei-chan… come back…
My soul drifts, guided by Yumei-san’s voice.