“Do you remember that morning, Mamoru? After you had that fight with Kwang Chul-hee and asked for my help? You asked me if one day I would tell you about my school days, about my life before Takayubi. “It made me so happy to hear you ask that, and I was looking forward to telling you those stories. They were going to be fun stories, adventure stories. I’m sure you would have liked them, but now I think… maybe those stories about Tsusano Misaki—Sirawu, the Shadow—didn’t have as much value as I put on them. Maybe they weren’t worth retelling or holding onto the way I did.
