It's the next day now and as usual I'm on the move again. As I'm walking, I see a cafe come into view. Someone's outside of it and it looks like they're changing the sign. It now says open instead of closed. After that, they turn to head inside. I then notice something; that someone is a girl and she has purple hair.

"Yo!" I say.

"Huh?" She turns and looks in my direction. "What is it?"

She looks similar to someone I knew a while back...

"Are you Touka Kirishima?"

"I am. And you're..." She pauses.

Come on out with it already. Do you remember me or not?

"I'm such an idiot..." She puts a hand to her face. "Sorry, I didn't recognize you at first."

"Do you even remember my name?"

"It's Ryumi. Ryumi Sakuchi."

"It's feels good to see an old friend again after so long." I smile.

"I agree. So...where's Mr and Mrs Sakuchi? I doubt they'd let you roam all the way out here." Touka laughs.

My parents...

"They're not here. I don't really know where they are..."

The mood feels sad, awkward.

"How have you been doing lately?" I try to change the subject.

"Oh... I'm fine. What about you?"

"I'm mostly fine. It's just that there's this person and they keep bugging me. His name's Mado. He's just some gray haired old fart investigator. It seems like he keeps finding me."

"...He was wielding a weapon and wearing a gray long coat?"

"Yeah, that's him."

"Well, he won't be bothering you anymore..." Touka turns her head, her short purple hair swaying along.

"What do you mean?"

"He's dead... I killed him."

"I can't really say I feel sorry about his death then..."

"You don't get it... He was married, Ryumi. He had a wife and maybe even a kid or two. I... I feel bad..."

"Don't." I say. "You most likely had a reason."

"I did. He took away someone that I knew...and tried to kill one of the people I care about."

"See? You shouldn't feel bad for protecting yourself and the people you love. Besides, think about it this way; he's probably killed countless ghouls. They probably had families too. Do you think he cared? I sure don't think so..."

"Well... I see your point." She says. "But still...I took someone's life. I don't think I'm going to be able to forget about it so easily."

"I never said you had to forget. I just don't want you to feel bad about something you had to do."