Piecing Me Back Together (瞬 またたき)

"Matataki - A blink"

Jun-chan...

I...

Can I live on?

Where are you?

Jun-chan...

Where have you gone?

Jun-chan...

That dream is the same every time?

Yes...

Even now, you're seeing it every night?

No...

But from time to time...

- Sonoda-san. - Yes.

When you came here for the first time last week,

you said that you have no recollection about the accident…

It's been two weeks since the accident...

Have you recalled something yet?

Sensei...

Go ahead. Just say anything you want.

- What is it? - I...

I want to remember everything about that accident.

I want to know how he and I were like on that day.

Sonoda-san.

You can't force yourself to remember.

Let's let that memory sleep for a while.

Don't force yourself. Someday that memory will naturally come back to you.

Sonoda-san.

- Your left leg is still hurting? - No...

What did the surgeon say?

If I'm not wrong, he said that your wound is already healed.

Yes... but before I recognize it, I've been dragging my leg like this ever since.

Though it doesn't hurt at all.

Hey, Izumi.

What?

Oh, as expected of an art student!

- But, what is this? - "Izumo."

And then, this is how Izumi is like.

Eh? I don't get it.

Jun-chan. You seem spaced out. Is there something on your mind?

I want to go to Izumo during this year's summer.

Izumo is where Jun-chan grew up?

Yeah. Shall we go together?

Yeah, I want to go. How is it like?

Dangerous!

Huh...

It hurts!

Sorry, sorry.

It doesn't hurt... till that extent.

Let's go... to Izumo.

Let's go... to Izumo.

- Welcome back. - I'm home.

Hey.

How was it?

- How was what? - The hospital.

Was it of some help?

Yeah...

Going to a psychiatric hospital... don't you feel unpleasant there?

- There are also weird people around. - It's not like that.

Don't keep whining till forever.

You just make the atmosphere in our house all gloomy.

Hey.

That's saying too much.

Onii-chan.

I'm... all right.

I see.

Otou-san, I...

Izumi. Take your time to cook dinner.

Damn this annoying thing.

Yeah. I understand.

Tsukasa, shall we stop going for Mom's 7-year death anniversary?

Right. She's in quite a bad shape.

When Izumi gets well, the three of us can pay her a visit later.

Shall we ask Aunt to go with us too? She's Mom's sister after all.

Yeah, of course.

Thank god Saki-san is here. She really helps us out a lot.

- Saki-san, I'm so sorry for being late. - Ah, you should have rested at home.

-Today you have to go to the hospital right? - Yes. I went already.

I see. Are you alright?

Just work slowly. It's fine.

Saki-san. I'm going to deliver these.

Ah, today you can come in like that.

Thank you.

- Have a safe trip. - I'm going.

Then, I'm sorry, Izumi-chan. Can you take this to the garden?

Yes.

- Hey, I'm not done with work yet. - I know that.

Hey, wanna go see the sakura tomorrow?

- Hm, I have to work... - Just ask then~

- She's your aunt right? - Yeah.

But we can't go on Saturday?

I have something on Saturday already.

I see...

Hm, I'll try asking her.

But I always have to do what you tell me?

I think so~

Sometimes maybe it would be better if I hadn't listened to you...

- Saki-san. - Hm?

This flower... can't even last for 2 days.

- Hm? - Just one week ago, it was still healthy and well.

It's fine that way.

It's sucked all sadness out of you, Izumi-chan.

There are a lot of orders today.

Can you help me take care of the bouquet?

- Yes. - I have an appointment after this.

- It's okay. I'll be watching the store. - When the part-timer comes, ask him to deliver it.

Yes.

- Good afternoon. - Hello.

Jun-chan...

It was winter when we met for the first time, right?

I've always loved you since then.

Hey, how did you get in here?

Ah, you can't step on that.

Ah, I'm so sorry!

Are you alright?

How can I be alright?

Who are you?

I came to deliver flowers to Yamakita-san.

Huh? The flowers aren't here!

You mean this thing?

Ah, thank god! Thank you.

You're welcome.

- Go out with me. - Eh?

To settle things here.

I thought you would hate me.

Yeah, I'm fine.

What?

It hurts...

I...

Why only me?

I'll go call the doctor.

Where's Jun-chan?

Jun-chan...

Jun-chan...

Jun-chan...?

Jun-chan...

Jun-chan...

- Izumi... - Jun-chan!!

You're awake already?

They say you have anemia.

Saki-san drove you here in her car.

- I remember that. - For the time being,

You will be having an inspection tomorrow.

Tonight, please stay over here and take a good rest.

- How is she? - Well, she's fine now.

You're really making life hard for other people.

Shut up.

- Onii-chan. - Hm?

- You know, Jun-chan... - I'm sorry about the motorbike.

If only I had kept an eye on it.

It's not your fault, Onii-chan.

Yeah... maybe...

But... he was a good guy.

- You know, Jun-chan... - Eh?

You went to his funeral right?

Yeah... well. Though it's a funeral,

there are only his mother, our father and Saki-san.

It was a private funeral. She will hold a formal one in his hometown.

I... didn't know about it.

It was held 2 days after the accident. You were still hospitalized then.

You were in a lot of shock as well.

How was it like?

Junichi's mother...

...looked really miserable.

His mother said she wanted to see you and apologize to you, but...

We stopped her.

She lost her only son.

"Please return to Izumo as quickly as possible."

That's what Dad said to her.

- Here. - Thank you.

But... Jun-chan's mother...

...maybe she really hates me.

I'm the only one who survived.

I don't remember...

...anything about the accident.

I see.

How happened to Jun-chan?

Though I didn't obtain any serious injury...

Why was I unable to do anything...?

It couldn't be helped.

Things are over already.

I wonder about that.

You had anemia?

Yes.

The result of your inspection seems to show that you're fine.

How did you feel after that?

Nothing in particular...

Do you have things like headache or tinnitus?

Occasionally...

How about your sleep?

I can't sleep very well.

After this, I'll prescribe you some medications.

Sensei...

I want to remember.

Sonoda-san.

You mustn't force yourself.

It's not good to blame yourself either.

Let's take it easy for now.

How is your leg?

Are you still dragging it?