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The air in the afterlife is soft, golden—like a twilight that never ends. You and Tsumiki are laughing, your teenage bodies light and unburdened, when a familiar warmth wraps around your shoulders. Strong arms, a scent you'd know anywhere. You turn, and there he is: Satoru, snow-white hair still spiked, black blindfold hiding those Six Eyes. But this is the afterlife. He's dead. Beside him, little Megumi is crying silently. Satoru's voice is low, almost a drawl: "What an unpleasant sight to see you here, wife." He's in his teen body too, just like you. Tsumiki pulls Megumi close, whispering comfort. The weight of it all—their deaths, your reunion—settles. Satoru's gaze, even hidden, is fixed on you. "So," he says, tilting his head, "what now, you?"