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I'll be here to guide you, sure; but don't expect me to do your job instead of you! I'm a Dispatcher, and I'm absolutely not responsible for taking care of these people—
Hm? And what exactly is understood as a “blessing” or a “curse”? Eh, have you lost your memories or something, dear Conductors? I guess we'll wait and see then~
Take enough time to think through your decision, yeah? Once you die, you will not be able to revert it.
Please go and interrogate the Passengers; we must make sure the culprit doesn't leave unpunished. Even if they're unrelated to the accident, it's good to gather as much information as possible.
As Conductors, you have special power over your Passengers. After you carefully observe every one of them… Decide whether you wish to “bless” or “curse” them in the course of the investigation.
You will die in a short while, anyway. What else is there to do other than make sure this train safely reaches the destination? Well, it's currently stuck in place… You might not live to see where it goes next! Haha!
Ahem. And by “safely” I mean that no one boarding the train is an active danger to others, you know.
A broken soul.
Quickly realizing that unhappiness starts from the very moment of birth, it trapped itself in a world of illusions in an attempt to avoid the pain — the pain that humans refer to as “being myself”.
You spent another year doing your best — standing up again and again, no matter how much the falling hurt you.
Congratulations. I treasure you.
Talking about the Passengers… Where were they when the accident happened? Huh? We can't make sure they were in their rooms, right?
I knew it! Someone out of them must be involved — maybe even all of them!
What, there is no evidence? In a case like that, it's important to consider all possibilities! Or maybe you're the criminal, hm?
Don't panic, dear Conductors. Hey, what are you trying to get out of looking in the window?
I told you before there's nothing, noooothing to be seen out of the windows! Just pitch-black darkness! You'll never find out what happened this way!
So let the authorities handle it, alright? And you, well… Go have a tea party with the Passengers in the meantime, or something?
Has everyone taken their seats? We will not be waiting for people who fell behind; it’s no longer possible to enter or leave the train!
And the next station is— Hmm?
Oh my, it looks like there's an accident on the road! The train must be delayed — or we might be stuck here foreeeever! What a shame!
People who would never become friends, people who could never find a place to belong to in this world. A story with not even a glimpse of hope – just who is to blame here?
That’s the Trial of Isolation, and it is over now! Let's see what kind of ending you have been shaping together with the Prisoners so far~!
Hm, hm, yes; this girl has been denying her involvement until the very end — when someone wants to avoid responsibility that desperately, you're itching to give them a proper punishment, right? Ah, or there might be another reason – she did say that her single, final wish would be to die; do you think this will lead the both of you to a desired outcome? Either way, here you go – I’m putting a “Perpetrator” stamp next to her name!
As for the other one… Huh, what made you change your decision at the last moment? They have been obviously, overwhelmingly Victim the whole time; perhaps you think they managed to save themselves – or that you’re giving them an opportunity to do so with this verdict. What a lovely approach, such a nice closure to their story! It ends with the “Savior” stamp.
Still, I can’t help feeling like a piece is missing. Perpetrator and Savior, hmm…
Well, we have no other choice but to wait for the credits to roll~
A resigned soul.
It could see right through the nature of the world that it was brought to — that “freedom” is nowhere to exist;
falling through rules and expectations, it used the prison bars that it was gifted to keep others at a distance.
You spent another year extending a hand to those around you — although you know that none of you can get out of here.
Congratulations. I accept you.
Esse: Sorry for not handling things very well last time. There's only the two of us now, so you can talk without worrying about anything or anyone.
…Well… I can check on the door one more time, just in case…
Kouta: …Just in case?
Esse: Uhh. That's merely a guess, but I think at some point Remi-chan was eavesdropping on the interrogation room, including your interrogation.
I only realized it during our conversation in the previous trial, so I had no way of preventing it…
Kouta: W-what?
Esse: It's okay, I don't think she memorized any personal information! It seems like she was just trying to figure out what TRIANTHA is about. I haven't noticed anyone else having a habit of eavesdropping, either.
Kouta: …
Esse: …Should I check the door?
Kouta: …No need to. It's fine.
Esse: Are you sure?
Kouta: …Please let's just begin.
Esse: Alright, alright, forgive me for wasting time.
Well then, for starters, please introduce yourself again.
Kouta: …My name is irrelevant. I stopped counting my age a while ago.
Esse: …
Kouta: …
Esse: That’s all?
Kouta: Mhm.
Esse: What do you mean, irrelevant?
Kouta: There’s no point knowing me. The moment you think that you understand, it changes again. Trying to wrap your mind around it is a waste of time.
Esse: Huh. Wouldn’t it make this whole interrogation meaningless?
Kouta: Yes. But it’s not your fault.
Esse: I see. Well, I disagree. For me, there’s value in knowing you, even if it’s a temporary state or a small part of you.
Kouta: That’s also fine.
Esse: So?
Kouta: What?
Esse: Please tell me your name.
Kouta: Kouta Tonoshita.
Esse: …
Kouta: What now?
Esse: No, it’s alright. Thank you for your cooperation.
Kouta: …
Esse: …Since you already said your name, would you mind telling me more about yourself?
Kouta: Nothing significant to tell.
Esse: Age?
Kouta: I really stopped counting.
Esse: Interests?
Kouta: Nothing I particularly like.
Esse: Okay, I won't force you... Let's move to the next one…
What do you think about your verdict?
Kouta: I’m fine with it.
Esse: You’re fine with taking care of others?
Kouta: If that's what you want from me.
Esse: You know, you became surprisingly docile.
Kouta: …
Esse: …Maybe it was too blunt of me. Sorry, I was simply worried that this verdict could inconvenience you.
Kouta: Hm. I wasn’t docile before?
Esse: Well, in the previous trial… You tried to break the rules a few times, and lashed out at me during the interrogation…
Kouta: …I see.
Esse: Are you upset?
Kouta: What?
Esse: Merely a guess.
Kouta: You're imagining things.
Esse: Hey, don't portray me as someone out of my mind now.
Kouta: …Sorry. It just doesn’t matter.
Esse: But your feelings matter.
Kouta: …
Esse: Even if we can’t build a long-term friendship, or really discover each other’s hearts – you might not agree, but I think it’s important to acknowledge them just for a moment – for someone to listen to you. I’ve had a lot of short, fleeting conversations like this that saved me the most.
…And I don't want to hurt you. I only want to understand.
Kouta: …Stop it already.
Esse: W-what?
Kouta: Supporting a conversation by simply guessing what the other person would like to hear. I have such a habit, too. So I can’t stand listening to it.
It’s okay. You’re also a person. There’s value to your feelings. These things are never spoken from the heart. Please stop it.
Esse: …It's fine if you don't believe me, but I know that I'm being genuine.
Kouta: You said it before, too.
“I want to find out more about your feelings”. When you were told we did something wrong and merely got curious.
“I want to find out more about your feelings”. When you were overwhelmed and didn't want to see any of us, yet continued to go on because you were being forced to.
And now, “I want to find out more about your feelings” — when you have realized it's too late already, and are trying to make up for it.
You never accept your selfishness. You never allow yourself to say, “your sadness personally inconveniences me”.
And that is why it is too late.
Esse: …I didn't know you were capable of lecturing others.
Kouta: Guess it's a skill coming with being a Savior.
Esse: Haha. Then… I was doing my best to be nice to you, but if you'd rather me act selfish?
It’s just because I’m nosy. People like you, who always keep to themselves and don’t show a particular interest in others, annoy me the most – it’s like a riddle that I’m failing to solve.
If I wish to find out about your feelings merely to deal with this frustration, would you share them with me?
Kouta: No.
Esse: Huh? Hey.
Kouta: …
Esse: Hey! That's unfair! You're unfair!
Kouta: That’s right.
Esse: You want me to be honest with you – so it doesn’t hurt your feelings; yet lock yourself away – to protect your feelings even more. It’s too convenient, don’t you think?
Kouta: That's right.
Esse: So? You consider yourself better than me just because you can proudly say “I'm a person who prioritizes my own comfort above everything”?
Kouta: That's right only to some extent.
Esse: Well, I don't want to be able to proudly say something like that.
Kouta: I mean. If your personal choice is to spend your whole life in a half-asleep state just nodding to emotions and wishes of everyone but you.
Then there's nothing I could do to save you. Right?
Esse: …
I don't understand you.
Kouta: That's fine. Don’t bother yourself.
My feelings will change. Tomorrow, I might say something completely different.
And things that can’t last don’t matter.
Esse: Haah. You sound like Kai-san, you know?
Kouta: Mhm.
Esse: But if you avoid all the things that change, then you will not have any life experiences at all. Even day and night are constantly switching.
Kouta: And?
Esse: That just sounds like a deeply unhappy way to live, is what I want to say… I suppose.
Kouta: And? I’m not alive.
Esse: …
Um… Sorry.
Kouta: …
Esse: …When did you figure out?
Kouta: I don't know.
Esse: …How did Jacka even plan this to go…? Obviously, if you restore your memories, you will get so depressed you'll simply be waiting for all of this to be over already…
Kouta: …
Esse: …Since we already started this conversation, may I ask you what you meant back during Kai’s interrogation?
Why do you think that you killed her? Your memories never really mention anything like that.
Kouta: …Her “crime” scene is the train station.
I don't know what exactly happened. But if she didn't arrive at the train station, she wouldn't end up here.
And she arrived there because I didn't answer her messages.
Simple as that.
Esse: Hmm. If you put it like this, it definitely can sound like you influenced it to an extent.
But you didn't directly take away her life, or even intended to do so. I respect your feeling of guilt, but it sounds like you're beating yourself up for nothing.
Kouta: And Kai-san didn't directly take away my life either. Yet, we're both here now.
Then who made the wrong choice? What went wrong? Is it just something that happened?
It's too depressing. To accept that things go wrong just because.
Esse: …
Kouta: …Sorry. It doesn't matter.
Esse: Do you regret it?
Kouta: No.
There's nothing that would make me say, “that's what I truly wished for at that time”.
I don't put my heart into my choices. Even if I once felt regret from putting an end to it, I forgot about these feelings.
It doesn't matter to me now. And it shouldn't matter to you.
Esse: …I see. Well, can it be my turn to lecture you now?
You don't allow yourself to say, “I treasured it — I wanted to keep it — and it hurts that it's gone”. And that is why it is too late.
Kouta: Is this a therapy session?
Esse: Haha. I suppose you don't find it very comforting.
Kouta: Not comforting at all.
Esse: Well, it's easier said than done…
“It’s not working out. I have to let go. It's not a big deal, anyway.“
“It's safer to keep a distance. I'll just deal with it. I didn’t want it that much, anyway.”
“It doesn't matter, anyway.”
I lived my whole life with an approach like this. And look — despite always being surrounded with people at school, I ended up completely alone…
…And despite having people who genuinely wanted to save me.
I sabotaged it all. So being here — it's my own sentence, you know? How was it called? Penal labour?
Kouta: …You were loved by everyone, and yet you found reasons to complain?
Esse: Haha, I should have guessed you'd hate me for this…
[bell rings]
Esse: Hey! Is it because I talked about myself much enough? We're supposed to be talking about Kou-kun!
Ugh… I still can't find any cameras at all… What's with that…?
Kouta: …
Esse: …
You know? If you’d rather not open up, it’s okay. I'll give you space.
But may I extend my kindness to you, one more time? Not as a form of self-sacrifice, but because I’m selfish — I just want to feel better about myself.
Kouta: If you want to.
Esse: If you don't want to, I will not do it.
Kouta: If you want to do it, then I'm fine with it.
Esse: That's not how it works.
Kouta: Rings hollow coming from you.
Esse: Ugh. Unlike a certain someone, I'm trying to be more sincere, at least.
Kouta: Yet you're walking around and taking on everyone's wishes as your own for the reason that you have nothing better to do. How are you any different?
Esse: I really want to save everyone. And I want to save myself, too. While you're just saying, “whatever happens happens”.
You're not doing it for them, or for yourself. You're doing it just to be left alone as soon as possible.
Kouta: If I'm doing it to be left alone, then I'm doing it for myself. Didn't you say that I only care about my own comfort or something?
Esse: Ugh! The hell you want from me?!
Kouta: The hell you want from me?! You're the one trying to prove that my way of living is wrong!
Esse: You started it by telling me to stop acting the way I’m acting!
Kouta: You started it by manipulating me so I'd give you information!
Esse: And you haven't even given me any! And this interrogation is already ending!
Kouta: Can I go then?
Esse: No! You're not going anywhere! Sit back down!
Kouta: …
Esse: …
Kouta: …
Esse: Can you answer just one question with something other than “I don't care” or “I don't know”?
Kouta: I see your kindness didn't last for long.
Esse: I'm doing my best to be sincere about my feelings and immediate reactions.
Kouta: Good for you.
Esse: Kouta. You were there on Kai’s interrogation, so you can already guess what I'm going to ask.
Kouta: …
Esse: If the whole world was to end soon, what would be the single wish you have?
Kouta: …Should I pick the one that's impossible, or a realistic one?
Esse: The impossible one. I know that if I say the second, you'll reply “whatever happens happens”.
Kouta: …
No. I would rather never think about it. It can't come true.
Esse: That's just how you see it.
Kouta: It would only be possible in another reality.
It is too late.
Esse: …
Then… a realistic one…?
Kouta: …No, this is embarrassing.
Esse: Come on! Tell me at least something!
Kouta: No.
Esse: I knew it! I knew I wouldn't get any answer from you!
Aghh, you're so frustrating! You're even more frustrating than that one guy I knew, and he was really, really frustrating!
Kouta: See you later.
Esse: Wait!
Kouta: Haven't I said before? My feelings always change. Tomorrow, I’m going to say things completely different from today.
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