Someone I once knew.

That's right... there had been someone like that, hadn't there? Or rather, a pair of someones...

"Ho! So that's your answer?!" Furfur asked, pantomiming shock.

"Can two such as us be summoned by such a vessel? The answer-" Zepar asked, bouncing with excitement.

I told them to hold a moment while I tried harder to recollect. Yes, there had been two, foreigners like me who had relocated to Japan. Emma, and her sister, Julia. The three of us had been fast friends who became secretly entangled in a love affair too exciting and sordid to fully recount here.

"Mister Player, that is-" Zepar began again, still holding the same pose of excitement.

The details of that memory were flooding back to me now. How could I have forgotten the two most important people in my life, those two sisters who I had planned to eventually write the biography of? Especially considering the ties those two had to the Ushiromiya family and the events of this very day on Rokkenjima. I could now vividly recall-

"There's no one like that!" Zepar finally interrupted me, although in the same unfazed theatrical tone.

Of course not. I was just having a bit of fun with this one. The darkness that seemed to begin reach for me from the corners of the room, however, told me my fun was about at an end.

Hit Previous Chapter and I promise to stop playing around. I swear.