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Thank you so much. I'll cherish it forever.
There's absolutely no chance that Shimizu could ever come back to life.
died, Masao.
We can dig up her grave. Then we'll know. It was Okiagari.
Object solitude.
Unfair discrimination.
The pain of being forsaken by God.
What are you talking about, Sunako?
I'm talking about your novels.
My books?
Of course. Those are the main ideas you return to again and again. They're in
every book.
Reading them, you can tell the author's lonely.
He identifies with his characters.
Perhaps he too feels like he has been forsaken by God.
But I... I'm not quite sure.
Why do you write them?
I don't understand. Why do you write these stories?
Even I can tell that you're lonely, but you don't seem at all like one of the
Forsaken.
So why?
I don't know.
I can't really explain what I write.
Maybe... Maybe I'm wrong. You do seem a little Forsaken today.
Do I really?
What are you worried about?
Why are you worried about me?
It's your illness, Sunako.
It concerns me.
Why should it?
I care about you.
That's very sweet, but it doesn't change anything.
Don't worry about me.
I can live with my illness. At least I have you to talk to.
Is that enough?
You say I'm lonely, but you seem very alone yourself.
You're trapped.
Your world is nothing but nighttime and darkness.
That's true.
Yes, maybe you're right.
The pain of being forsaken.
It's real.
It's much too real.
Thank you.
I know me.
Thank you.
What's wrong? What is that?
I got Megumi a present for her birthday.
I left it on her coffin when she was buried.
Her dream was to leave here and go to college in a big city, so I got a good
luck charm.
But what is it doing here?
It's probably because it was already dug up.
So Megumi isn't in there?
Let's do it.
Okay, let's do it. Are you sure?
I'm sure.
Megamy, I'm sorry.
Pull out the dirt up there so it won't fall.
Hey, you don't get to boss me around.
Hear that?
Did you hit the coffin?
I probably did, which means we're almost finished here. But we need to hurry.
The sun will be setting soon.
Okay. I think that's enough to force it open.
Yeah, but the lid.
Something's wrong here. It's not shut.
I don't expect it as much. What are you doing? Hey, hold on!
Here goes.
Whoa,
it's empty.
Now we know.
Shimizu rose from the grave.
Megumi.
This is crazy.
What's going on?
Huh?
Hey, Coyote?
He's not... He's not breathing.
Huh?
I think he's dead.
What? Dead? Wait, you mean you killed him?
Yeah, I might have.
Oh, no.
It can't be. It can't be true.
It's not your fault.
You only hit him because he was attacking Cowdy. You had no choice.
We have to do something about this.
Come over here. Touch this guy.
What?
He's cold.
Right. There's no body temperature at all.
Whatever I did, I didn't kill this guy.
Or else he would still be at least a little warm.
I think you're right.
When he grabbed me earlier, his hand felt like ice.
Is that so?
That settles it, then.
He is dead, that's for sure.
But he was dead before we even saw him.
So he... You mean that he's... Yeah, probably.
He just looks so normal.
He doesn't seem that different from anyone else.
That doesn't change the fact.
He's been dead all along.
And there's nothing normal about a dead man walking around on his own.
So what now?
Is he going to attack us again?
We'll throw him in Shimizu's grave.
Seriously?
We'll come back tomorrow and deal with it then.
Even if he's found, there's no evidence that we killed him.
I know how you guys feel.
I'm scared.
But someone has to do something about what's been happening here lately.
We're totally doomed.
That's all there is to it.
Let's do this.
He's really heavy.
Hey, hurry it up.
There. I think that should be okay.
But he's not really buried.
It's fine.
If he is an Okiagari, we want him found sooner rather than later.
Maybe then someone will realize what's been going on in the village and do
something Okay, you're right Let's go.
We'll come back here first thing tomorrow morning Head home and get some
Really? How am I supposed to sleep after that?
Just you, Kaori.
Yeah. Who else would it be?
Were we wrong?
About what?
The man back there. All that we did was throw some dirt on him.
Remember what Natsuno said.
It'll be better for everybody if he's found quickly.
But what if he's not found?
What if he walks away?
He could just leave and no one would know.
Okay, I have school two days from now. I can tell the other kids about it then
But will they believe you?
I don't know I hope so
I can still feel the blow.
In the end, it doesn't matter if he was already dead.
I still killed him.
We couldn't sleep at all.
I thought for sure we'd beat you.
The grave.
It's put back like it was.
Must have been the guy from yesterday.
Yeah,
there's nothing buried in this grave.
I bet he went back up to Kanemata.
That house is their nest.
We need to break in and get them. What?
We can't. Huh?
Well, why not?
They're vampires now, aren't they?
They should be asleep in their coffins during the day. No.
The younger guy from Kanemasa.
It was daytime and he was awake.
Oh. And don't forget, we don't actually know what they are. Are they vampires or
zombies? It does seem like they're vampires.
And what does that movie tell us?
They sleep during the day?
They can be warded off by crosses and garlic.
They'll die from a stake to the heart.
That's all just stuff from movies and books.
Yeah, I know that.
But what are we supposed to do, huh?
You want us to just roll over and die?
No, I won't. I can't accept that. Calm down.
Just think, we don't even know how many there are.
Even if it's just the recent deaths.
Add those to Kanemasa, and it comes to more than ten.
More than ten enemies that we have no clue how to fight.
We can't charge blindly into this.
We need a plan.
I wonder about Miss Motohashi.
Will she rise up as well?
Motohashi?
She's this old lady from our neighborhood.
Mom told us that she died recently.
And what about her grave?
Where is it?
Let me think.
Her funeral's today, so I'm sure they'll bury her. I guess we could find her
grave that way.
But why would we need to?
Oh, yeah!
We wait for her to rise up and then we annihilate her!
No, we're going to do better. We'll get to her before she rises.
But how are we actually supposed to kill her?
I mean, didn't you tell us that crosses and garlic and stuff only work in movies
and books?
Yeah,
I know.
Let's start with a steak.
It's probably our best bet.
But could I really do that?
Am I strong enough?
There's the grave.
The sun's gonna go down soon, though.
Let's dig it up some other time.
It's not like she's gonna rise up right away.
Yeah.
Yeah.
I'm saying, I think I've figured out what's been causing all the death.
It was Okiagari. From now on, I'll act based on the belief that Okiagari are
real.
It's the only time I can.
I have a medical condition.
It gets worse when I'm exposed to daylight.
I only have half as much freedom as everyone else.
What Toshio said, if it is actually true...
It's much too real.
Sunako, that means you really have been forsaken by God.
Is anyone home?
Huh?
One second!
Honey, could you get the door?
Yeah, I got it.
Hey, hello.
Coming. I'll be right there.
Yes?
Good evening, mister. Tell me, have I correctly located the Yuki residence?
Yes, you have.
And you are?
I'm Shizuka. It's a pleasure to meet you.
What an odd girl.
Something seems off about her.
I'm looking for your son, Natsuno. Is he at home?
Oh, I see. You're an acquaintance of Natsuno's, then?
I'm afraid he hasn't come home yet.
Can I give him a message?
I have important business with him.
Is it okay if I wait?
I, uh... Well, is it?
How long is she going to keep up this ventriloquism?
Maybe I shouldn't have humored her.
What is this business?
I could tell Natsuno for you.
Surely it can wait.
I mean, it's almost time for dinner.
Just come back tomorrow.
That's good enough.
No, no, no. Like I told you, I need to see him tonight.
When I say I'll wait, I'll wait.
Okay, but I'm not even sure when my son will be coming back.
Now, what's your last name? Who are your parents? Like I said, I'm Shizuka
Matsuo. I'm from Sakai Matsu, in between Monsen and Kami -Totoba.
Yes, yes, okay.
Where is that exactly?
They'll have to help me out here.
There's still a good many things I don't know about Sotoba.
At any rate, it's already dark out. You should head home.
Please, go. I'll let my son know you stopped by.
You're crazy!
What's going on?
Well, this little girl says that she has business with Dotson, and she insists
that we let her wait here.
Don't be silly.
She's a child. What's the harm in letting her in?
She's strange.
There's something wrong with her, I'm telling you.
At the end of the day, she's still just a child.
Be nice.
Yeah, okay.
All right, come on. You can wait inside.
Where do you... All right, that's settled.
I'll wait in Natsuno's room. So, care to show me the way, huh?
Young lady, you're a guest here, so act like one.
Where?
It's that way. Follow the hall all the way down.
Your brother will be stopping by later, too.
If that's okay.
Yes, of course.
It's okay.
Thank you.
understand it. To shift the unknown into areas more familiar, more explicable.
We create stories to help us deal with the immutability of death.
One such story haunts us now.
The legend of the Okiagari.
But a legend is not proof.
A story is not reality.
We can't be certain that they exist.
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