Two years have passed since that incident. Miss Makima is dead, too. I left Public Safety. And I went to the school I wanted to go to. I met friends at school, and if an incident happened, I stepped up first to kill devils under the name Chainsaw Man.

...I killed Aki.

I started feeling sick to my stomach. Honestly, I don't know why I have to be like this over some guy. Unfortunately, that bastard who became the Gun Fiend probably wouldn't have come back no matter how hard I tried to bring him back. And if I hadn't killed him, there would have been even more casualties.

But still...

It was Aki. He was the first person in Public Safety, besides Miss Makima, who actually treated me like a human. He was the guy who made me breakfast every morning.

This sucks... dammit. Seriously.

And then a few more days passed. School, home, games, sleep at dawn. School, home, games, sleep at dawn. And morning came again. Gotta go to school.

I slung my bag over my shoulder carelessly, threw on my clothes carelessly, just did everything carelessly.

I stepped outside. People were walking around, I saw students from the same high school—a normal daily life. A routine so familiar it felt strange at times.

That's when,

.. Uh?

I saw a familiar suit over there. A Public Safety uniform. Ah, right. I must be too hung up on the past. A Public Safety member could just be walking around. But that hair... even that is the same? Ah, well... I guess that could happen—

...I saw the side of the person's face. It was unmistakable. It was him. But he's dead. But...

Stop bullshitting me. If that's not Aki, then who is it?

He was heading in the opposite direction of the school. But I didn't give a damn about that. I just had a gut feeling about who that was. Forget school, he's right there.

I ran.

Aki!!