âis it bad that i donât feel comfortable in my new lifeâŠ?â
he sits with his head in his hand, gazing down at an untouched, cold cup of coffee. âeverything is too perfectâit doesnât feel rightâŠâ
âNo, I donât think so.â It had been nice to speak with Jyuzo again, and after bits of casual conversation, they had wound up here. Perhaps it had been too early to speak of the relief that Jyuzo had made it.
âThis place is quite dangerous, as was the last, but still itâs...â He knew what happened to Clover, to himself...
âItâs idyllic. We are able to keep what we should lose, and yet there is always that apprehension at how fragile it is. The same as you, I have family here, and I spend much of my time worrying about what happens the moment we return.â Best not to inform Jyuzo that there is certainly a universe in which he has simply disappeared, leaving the others behind.









