[Kazuaki Nanaki gasps for desperate breaths as Hitori kneels beside him.

"W-why? You... you promised..."]

I lied.

["Why?" He's begging for any sort of answer. Hitori looks on without numbly, knowing there's nothing he can say that will placate him.

What's another lie? He's about to live one. More than he's already been living, anyway.]

Because it's useful to me. [It's easy to lie, if he laces it with the truth.] You didn't want to be here anymore, anyway. You told me so yourself. You were useless here. So why are you crying now?

["Hi...to..."]

Don't be such a coward. If you can't make use of your life, then I will.

And once I'm done, once I've fulfilled my promise...

[His voice is gentle again, in this last moment of honesty. He can offer the crybaby at least this much.]

I'll be joining you, Kazuaki. Just like I promised. You'll just have to wait a bit for me.

[Kazuaki Nanaki is dead.

Hitori Uzune heads to his closet, pulls some of his clothes down from the rack, and leaves. On the way to where he's staying, he picks up a bottle of bleach.

Hitori Uzune is dead. "Kazuaki Nanaki" is alive.]