How do you know I didn't bring you out here to dispose of you in private?

Furthermore--though it was quite irrelevant now--he had no idea his killer, Kazuo Kiriyama, had, in his mansion that was much larger than Toshinori's home in Shiroiwa-cho, mastered the violin at a level far superior to Toshinori's a long time ago--and then tossed his violin into the trash.

Takako looked into Hiroki's eyes and grinned. "You've become quie a stud." "And...you're the most stylin' girl in the world." Takako smiled faintly. She wanted to thank him, but she was out of breath. She just stared at Hiroki's eyes. She was grateful. At least she wasn't going to die alone. The last person to stay with her ended up being Hiroki. And she was grateful. She really was.

Nice jewelry and a boys corpse. Oh you're so pretty.

‎"Someday I'm going to marry someone like my mom and I'll be smiling all the time the way my Mom and Dad are.

I hope you fall in love with someone nice and have a good marriage. I might end up dying without knowing what it's like to be in love.

Now, once again, 2 students left. But of course they're a part of you now.