EpilogueI"m not that fond of books.
But whenever I"m reading a book, I can become blank. That feeling is why I like to read books. It also lets me disappear from my surroundings that only look at me as a loose fragment.
That"s why I came here to look for a book that will allow me to go blank.
Lots of paperbacks are lined up in the bookcase before me. I open one and find myself confronted with pages that are crammed full with letters. I get a bit gloomy, but this gloominess will save me. I need a story that will absorb me, one that will gently take me into a world of fantasy, one that feels real yet mystic, gentle yet rough, one that runs though me.
"I"ll always be by your side."
Suddenly, I hear someone talk to her lover.
This bookstore is quite s.p.a.cious and has a good selection, but there aren"t many customers around because of a large chain store that recently opened by the station. That"s also why I like it here.
I instantly notice that something is strange; there was no couple when I walked through the store a moment ago.
Almost as if by reflex, I look in the direction of the voice.
"My dear Reina Kamisu."
The one saying so is a girl from high school ... no, her face looks young, but she might actually be in university judging by the air she has about her. She is dragging her leg along. Maybe it"s artificial. Not that I care.
At any rate, there is no man in front of her, nor is she carrying a cell phone. Well, she clearly said a girl"s name, so that"s not surprising. If that had been all, I would probably have gone back to searching for a book.
However—
—the girl is gazing into s.p.a.ce.
Rena Kamizoo?
There seems to be no such person anywhere.
She is just gazing into s.p.a.ce with a soft expression on her face. She suddenly glances over to me, so I hurriedly pick up a paperback and pretend to be looking through some books.
However, I keep observing her with sidelong looks. It"s hard to describe, but she makes a somewhat fragile impression on me, which might be because of her strange statement or her injured leg, but ... I can"t shake off the feeling that she is fragile in a more essential way.
And that feeling resembles me.
A cell phone starts to ring as if to reproach me. I quickly return my gaze to the book. It seems to be hers.
The girl answers the call, shortly after which another girl approaches her while holding a cell phone at her ear. Apparently, they have arranged to meet up here.
They start to chit-chat. And yet ... the girl seems a bit distracted. I mean ... she keeps sneaking peeks at the place where she was looking at until her friend arrived.
I feel unsettled.
"Anna, let"s go."
"Mm," nods the girl who is wearing a wristband on her left wrist as she follows her friend and pulls her leg along.
Aah—
—I couldn"t overlook it.
The girl, who had been called Anna, smiled into s.p.a.ce the moment her friend looked away.
No, that"s not right—
—She smiled at Reina Kamisu.
Reina Kamisu.
The invisible friend.
"Ah—"
I drop the book I was holding.
Dizziness. A gentle dizziness.
I quickly pick up the book, but I"m too wobbly on my legs to stand up again. I sit down.
Something is tickling my head.
I see stars floating and sparkling around me.
"———"
I—
—have an irreplaceable best friend.
"Sorry, did I keep you waiting?" she says after hurrying to me.
As she takes breath, I answer, "M-mm, not at all."
"Good," she smiles. With an absurdly beautiful expression.
Huh? How long did I wait? It feels like nothing, but it also feels like forever.
Oh, who cares? She"s here now. That"s what matters.
"Come, let"s go."
I give her an a.s.sertive nod. My irreplaceable friend smiles and takes my hand.
Yeah, that will do.
I"m okay as long as she"s here.
I don"t need to know anything else.
I don"t want to know anything else.
Right—
Fumi Saito"s best friend—
—Reina Kamisu is here.