'In the darkness.'
'It feels good.'
'I want to stay wrapped in this forever.'
'But it's fading away.'
'Sad, so sad.'
'But it's okay.'
'They'll come back again.'
'And there's more of the good stuff now.'
'A little, just a little more.'
'The voice that brings the good stuff.'
'That voice...'
'What is it?'
'Long ago... long ago?'
'Yes, forever and ever ago.'
'... was everywhere.'
'...?'
'Now, it's painful, everywhere, so much.'
'But it's changing little by little.'
'I always wanted to go out somewhere.'
'Probably.'
'But staying here is fine now.'
'Because the good stuff started reaching here too.'
'That alone is enough.'
'But really, I want to go to that voice's side.'
'If only I could go.'
'If I try to go, something gets in the way.'
'If I try to break it... it turns pitch black.'
'Pitch black is no good!'
'What is?'
'... I don't know.'
'But pitch black is no good.'
'I want to meet, can't I meet?'
'If only I could meet...'
'Hehe.'
'Hm?'
'Someone's laughing?'
'Eh, who's who?'
'Huh?'
'What's this, I can see?'
'Everyone, I can see them.'
'We were together, but now we're scattered.'
'Ah, there's one fading away slowly.'
'But they look happy.'
'I see, so they're not suffering anymore.'
'Is it better for everyone to disappear?'
'Aaah, I don't want that!'
'It's turning black again.'
'I want to meet.'
'Do they know something?'
'Can't I go meet them?'
'If we all go, scary, scary.'
'But maybe.'
'No, it won't change.'
'Hehehe, I want to meet.'
'I want to meet.'
'Huh?'
'Where is this?'
'It's not the pitch dark place from before.'
'What is this... light!'
« ...This, something... reaching? »
'I know this voice.'
'Did we meet?'
'Maybe we met?'
'Ah, scary, scary scary scary scary, I'll be rejected again!'
'No, no.'
'Even though we met.'
« ...What's wrong? Wh-what business... »
'They're right in front of me but I can't hear.'
'But they're not rejecting.'
'Not rejecting?'
'Not rejecting.'
'Yeah.'
'Everyone, doesn't seem rejected.'
« Uwah. »
'Aah~, no good after all?'
'No no no.'
'Scared, but I want to see this voice's person properly.'
'Yes, I want to see.'
'Always, always wanted to see.'
'Because they brought the good stuff.'
'Ah... me, I, everyone can see properly now.'
'They're looking at me.'
'No one ever looked at me before.'
'Hm?'
'Huh?'
'Where are the others?'
'The everyone who was with me isn't here.'
'Did they leave?'
« ...In the forest, are they? »
'Over there.'
'Everyone, came, angry?'
'What should I do.'
« Eye, one. »
'One... one.'
'It reached!'
'Better with one eye?'
'As thanks, just a little.'
« You, can freely change the number of your eyes? »
'...Yeah.'
'I understand.'
'But there's no more time.'
'Thanks for the good stuff.'
'Finally, I can leave here.'
'Thanks for freeing me from that suffering.'
'Please take care of the ones who stayed.'
'............'
« Can you understand my words? »
'...Mhm.'
'Sorry, I'm going now.'
'Really, thank you.'
'Ah, disappeared.'
'Gone.'
'But it's warm and fuzzy.'
'Right, this is a good thing.'
« ...What? A curse... »
'Curse.'
'That word, no.'
'Somehow, really hate it!'
« ...In the forest... »
'Everyone!'
'What what, something happened?'
'The ones who left, everyone... different, warm.'
'Near everyone, warm wind.'
'Want to meet.'
'Hm?'
'All together, going.'
'There, everyone... big.'
'Where's that wind?'
'Where?'
'Were they?'
'Not there... they were.'
« Master~! Look... they saw. »
'Angry!'
'Reject, re...'
'From that child, warm wind, like the good stuff.'
'Everyone, looks happy.'
'This child.'
'Other children too, warm wind.'
'Fluffy.'
'Fluffy, fluffy, happy.'
'Yes, happy.'
'This, happy.'
« Let's play! »
'Everyone, me, I, we, not rejected.'
'Can see.'
'Properly, looking at me.'
'Yes, looked and acknowledged!'
'Even if it's a curse.'
'Even if it's a curse, acknowledged.'
'Looked at me.'
« Let's play. »
'Play.'
'Hm, play, what.'
« Sakura, tag with black curse... how should I put it. »
'Black curse, me, I?'
« Norokuro-chan. »
'Can you hear?'
'Don't really understand, but I hear.'
« Norokuro-chan? Sakura, is that perhaps a name? »
« That's right. Since they're this cute and cool, the name has to be cute and cool too. »
« For Sakura to have naming sense as bad as mine. »
« Hm? Master, did you say something? »
« No, but it's a curse. »
'Curse, understand.'
'Bad thing.'
'Hate.'
'As expected, no good.'
« I think that doesn't matter at all. »
« Eh? »
« Because even if you touch and get cursed, just purify it. And rejecting this black, cute, many-eyed child is impossible! »
'What is this, so, so happy, feels really good.'
'When I come near this child, warm fluffiness everywhere.'
« Sakura really took a liking to them. »
« That Tsubasa too, likes these children quite a bit, right? »
« Tsubasa, obviously. I love mysterious existences! »
'Ah, warm wind increased.'
'Increased.'
« Master, are you worried about when they're cursed? »
« Well yeah. Sakura doesn't seem to care at all, but Usa doesn't mind either? »
« Hm~, not really. Because it's purification training. And you know. I don't feel any hostile intent from these children at all. Just when they get a little excited? The curse presence gets thicker, but that's about it. Being touched and cursed, let's call it individuality. »
« In, individuality, huh. »
'Warm.'
'Warm and feels good.'
« Well, if everyone doesn't mind then fine. Indeed, from this child, no suffering is transmitted. »
« Suffering? »
« Yeah. Those who sacrificed themselves for this world are locked in the center of this world and still suffering. I thought curses create suffering. But these children aren't suffering, right? Then, leaving them as is should be fine. »
'Ah, looks like returning soon.'
'Want to feel everyone's warm wind more.'
'More, more, more.'
« Ah, disappearing! »
« No way! Leaving already? Still wanted to watch! Come again! Absolutely! Stay just like that! »
« Sakura. Too desperate. »
« Shut up, Rai. Absolutely. »
'No no.'
'What is it, this child reaching out to me, to us, to everyone.'
'No good.'
'If touch, surely, surely.'
'Eh, no no.'
'Touching!'
'Aah, turning black.'
« It's fine. Purify! Look! »
'Huh?'
'Huh?'
'Huh?'
'Huh?'
« See you later. Absolutely meet again. Or rather, come meet soon! Stay just like that, okay! »
'Huh?'
'Huh?'
'Huh?'
'Huh?'
'Huh, this is pitch dark.'
'Returned.'
'Here, no good stuff.'
'But fluffy warm fuzzy remains.'
'Hehe.'
'Strange place.'
'Warm, ah warm.'
'Huh, sleepy.'
'Why.'
'Sleepy.'
'This was supposed to be forgotten long, long, long ago.'
'Because it wasn't needed.'
'If I do this, I'll see.'
'What?'
'What would I see that I stopped?'
'Will I see again?'
'Don't want to.'
'But sleepy.'
« Staying like this is fine. No, staying like this is what's good. Gentle place. Mysterious existence. Everyone, let's go again. »