Kara no Kyoukai:Chapter02 07
Kara no Kyokai／Opening[edit]
- July, 1998.
I safely finish my first job since being employed at Tohko-san's office. It was really more of a secretary's job; all I had done was get a lawyer to approve a stack of contracts for me. I'm discontent with being treated like a beginner, but I know that it's all I really deserve after having dropped out of college.
"Mikiya-kun, isn't today supposed to be the day you go to the hospital?"
"Yes, I'll go after work."
"You can take your leave early, there's nothing to do anyway."
Tohko-san is always a really nice person when she has her glasses on. Today is one of those lucky days and she is cleaning the handle of her magnificent vehicle.
"I'll head off then. I should be back in about two hours."
"Bring me back something nice!"
Leaving Tohko-san behind, I leave the office.
Once a week, on Saturday afternoon, I go to visit her. I go visit Ryougi Shiki, the girl that has been unable to speak since that night. I don't know what kind of trouble she was going through or what she tried to do. I don't even know why she tried to kill me, but her smile at the very last moment was enough for me. As Gakuto said, I have been crazy about Shiki for a very long time; a single close call with death isn't going to change that.
Shiki, who's sleeping in the hospital room, has remained unchanged since that night.
I remember that day when Shiki and I were talking in the classroom as the sun set. She asked me what part of her I could believe in. I repeat my answer from back then.
... I have no basis for it, but I will continue to believe in you. I like you, so I want to keep on believing in you...
...What an immature answer. I had said I had no basis, but of course I did. I can declare with confidence that she would never kill anyone, because Shiki herself knows the pain of murder.
She is the victim and the assailant. She knows more than anyone how grievous murder is.
That's why I believe in her. Shiki, who cannot be harmed; and SHIKI, who only knows harm.
She was always so fragile, like she was about to be hurt.
You could not let out your true feelings even once...
The three pieces are in place.
A person with two bodies that floats with reliance on death.
A non-adaptable existence which takes pleasure from being in contact with death.
A person with an awakened origin who turns to its ego by running away to death.
They all intertwine with one another and wait at the spiral of conflict.
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