[ It's the morning after the fact. Yato hasn't had much sleep, and it's audible in the lowness of his voice when he calls Anya. With the weekend starting, Yukine's classmates won't learn about what happened unless they're paying attention to the local news, and Yato thinks there are some people who deserve to hear from a familiar face rather than a news headline. ]
[ - Chiyo won't text Anya until later, and yet she picks up the phone immediately when she sees it's Yato. His voice is... different, and she clues in immediately. She's at home for now, having just finished up breakfast with her mother and she'll excuse herself to her room rather quickly.]
She stops breathing for a second, turning the words over in her head again and again. She misheard. She's misunderstanding. The words that she knows don't make sense in this situation -
Except they do.]
A... Ah....
[Her hand reaches out to fumble for a table and she tries to keep her voice even because no matter what she's feeling -
[ It might be a little selfish of him, supplying Anya with more than she needs to know. But he would rather hear Anya with fragile hope than have her be another Chiyo, on the verge of breaking. ]
Maybe. It sounds like Retrospec makes a job out of bringing people back.
But even if they don't, Yuki should still be here. In our other lives, he was a ghost. A lot like me. That's the worst case scenario, though.
[ . . . she can understand why it'd be the worst case. It sounds lonely, to live the way that Yato does. Would Anya need to start talking about Yukine to people too? So that they believe in him also?
His words still turn over in her head as she tries to understand - ]
Yato is... searching for him?
[ - if Yato is so determined that Yukine's still here.]
[ He can't see why he should turn her down. And he's just one person. The more eyes, the better. ]
Maybe there is. They say that ghosts linger in the places they were most attached to. If you keep an eye out around school, that'll be one less place for me to look.
And... I don't think you need me to tell you this, but do your best to help Chiyo.
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Anya, are you free to talk?
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Yato? Да... Yes... Are you okay?
[It's not his usual greeting, after all.]
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It's not me. It's Yuki. He walked in on a robbery and got attacked. He died last night.
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She stops breathing for a second, turning the words over in her head again and again. She misheard. She's misunderstanding. The words that she knows don't make sense in this situation -
Except they do.]
A... Ah....
[Her hand reaches out to fumble for a table and she tries to keep her voice even because no matter what she's feeling -
Yato must be feeling much more.]
Are - you okay?
[She'll still ask again.]
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... I don't really know. I could be worse.
[ It's his knowledge that keeps him afloat, though there's plenty left uncertain. ]
We'll see him again. The only questions are when and in what form.
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[ - as if this is her first rodeo. Her voice stutters for a moment as her mind does, but she tries to find understanding in Yato's words. Then:]
Еще раз? Again? Like Ryoji? Like Occhan?
[There it is.
The smallest glimmer of hope in her voice, even if she knows better.]
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Maybe. It sounds like Retrospec makes a job out of bringing people back.
But even if they don't, Yuki should still be here. In our other lives, he was a ghost. A lot like me. That's the worst case scenario, though.
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His words still turn over in her head as she tries to understand - ]
Yato is... searching for him?
[ - if Yato is so determined that Yukine's still here.]
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Anyway, leave it to me. If he's here to be found, then I'll find him.
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[It feels worse to just sit around.
She's had too much of that already.]
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Maybe there is. They say that ghosts linger in the places they were most attached to. If you keep an eye out around school, that'll be one less place for me to look.
And... I don't think you need me to tell you this, but do your best to help Chiyo.