As if annoyed by the words ‘different people’, Ikusaba turned her eyes from him and instead set
them on only the girl as she spoke.

“That’s why for this scenario, while I was disguised as Junko, the real Junko conducted her own
private plans as well… Only, at the time she didn’t even realize it… meaning Junko had
deceived even herself.”

“So, i-in the end… it all went just as planned…from the very beginning, to now…”
Now it was Matsuda’s turn to talk to the girl. As he spoke, his consciousness began to fade, to
the point where just standing appeared to be a struggle. Even so, his frail gaze continued to focus
on her.

“B-but there’s one thing I… don’t understand: why you planned such a painful turn of events.
Why you went so far as to have me take away your memory… in order to escape the school’s
investigation… It sounds horrible to got through… but even so, you pushed through it. W-why…?”

Failing to hold his stance, he finally sat down. But Matsuda continued his question, resolute on
obtaining his answer.

“W-was it to… p-pull me, who was always thinking of you, into… despair?”