“Even if I become homeless, I will never meet with the people in that family. Whatever the census records might say, can’t we let ‘Daisuké Taniguchi’ rest in his grave? Misuzu is the only exception. I can’t tell you how long I’ve wished that I could see her again. When I imagine myself on my deathbed and think who I’d want to be there, it’s her. Just her. That scene keeps popping into my head. Pretty dumb, I know. You met her, didn’t you?”
