Two people taking the train to the museum. Happily gazing at the pictures as though we are lovers.
But as for me, I cannot accept this situation. I think this current situation feels fabricated, as if I understand that the one I tried to meet wasn't him.
White: Alice? What's wrong...? Is this not much fun for you?
Joker asks, suspicious of me who has stopped responding. I hesitated a little but told him honestly.
Alice: Somehow, it's strange. Hey, why are we together?
Alice: You seem happy but...I'm not.
I wonder if Joker will be disappointed? No, though I thought it was likely...surprisingly, his lips curved up into a smile.
White: Haha, I suppose so. I cannot fill your heart with lies and make you forget...It's only natural that you can't enjoy it.
White: And I...I love you because you're like that.