During the upheaval surrounding Oyashiro-sama's curse in 1982, I was pulled this way and that by new leads on Satoshi-kun's disappearance. Every time I found information that looked promising, I kept changing my theories.

But that also became an incredible burden on me.

...It wore me down plenty on its own.

The fatigue was harsh, but it also provided a very kind acceptance.

Bit by bit it soothed away the anger, sadness, and doubt that wore me down.

"I'll never forget Satoshi-kun."

"I'll never try to forget him and move on."

I constantly repeated those to myself in my head.

I repeated them... to keep my memories of Satoshi-kun from fading too.

Over,

and over.

For the sake of my fun memories of Satoshi-kun...

...together with my fear,

and my sadness,

I repeated them forever and ever.