One Shy Photographer

Ukyou: What he said was true.

…I’ve killed you a countless amount of times by means of my own hands. 

MC: Orion? What’s wrong, Orion!

Ukyou: Hm? …What. Is something there?

Well, it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters; all that matters is that you need to die!

MC: A knife..!?

Ukyou: The experiment building is convenient, isn’t it. They’ve even helped me prepare for something like this.

Right now, it’s… 11:58 PM.

It’s too bad… If only 2 more minutes were to pass, then you’d be able to continue on living.

MC: —-!

Ukyou: …What…?

MC: Ukyou…!

Ukyou: What is… with these tears…

…Haha. What an idiot. So this is the other me’s last resistance, huh.

MC: …Ukyou’s crying…

…That’s right. Ever since I met Ukyou, he’s always been a crybaby…

MC: …It’s okay, Ukyou.

Ukyou: …What…

MC: If, with my death, you will be saved, then it’s okay.

If Ukyou has had to experience so many times for me up until now, it’s only fair for me to experience the same thing once.

MC: Today, all I’ve wanted to do was to see you.

After I met you, I wanted to tell you that I loved you.

That I’ve regained the memories of my love for you. …That, even now, I still love you.

And so, it’s okay. I’m already satisfied.

Ukyou: —-