Part 19: That Name

content warning: threat of infant harm/death
BGM: Impatience


I grab her by the hand and try to drag her along, which obviously takes her by surprise.

She resists at first, but that stops the moment she hears me say that.


Finding out that she's given birth recently isn't a particularly difficult task. And it goes without saying that a three-week-old baby has no means to defend itself. They may not be letting strangers in to see the newborns, but he's the type of man who seems able to get around an issue like that with ease. I don't know him personally, but I do know the fear inspired by those eyes.


She keeps mumbling as I lead her to the nursery.
BGM: WARNING

What I witness upon our arrival is far more disastrous than expected. The lights in the hallway leading to the nursery are off, and all the emergency lights have been shattered. A faint light coming from the room beyond tells us all we need to know about the situation.

Having shot ahead of me, she is the first to raise her voice. It doesn't take long for me to understand why. I see a number of nurses sprawled out on the floor.

I lay my ear close to their mouths and confirm that they're still breathing. I expected the worst, but it seems like they're all alive. However, an even worse scenario soon presents itself before me...


For some reason, Naomi is among the unconscious nurses.

She is obviously struggling to speak, but she does so nonetheless. I notice her glasses lying not far from her body, the lenses cracked.


She runs straight towards the room from which the light emanates, ignoring my calls for her to stop.



I grit my teeth and give chase.
BGM: Impatience


A voice roars out as I reach the nursery. The babies all start to cry, likely because her shouting has woken them up. A number of nurses lie unconscious here, as well. The fact that the babies only now woke up means he'd somehow made it this far by being swift and silent. The mere fact that he is capable of such a thing is utterly insane.


He directs a quiet but threatening order towards the babies. As if that'd work on them, though.

I'm just as shocked as she is. His command somehow manages to silence every tiny voice at once. I feel my legs get glued to the ground in the presence of such a monster. My entire body starts to shudder. Why did I come here in the first place?






His tone is low, but steady. The fact that he can maintain such poise in a situation like this is unsettling.





He locates her baby right away. The baby's name is written on the bed. I can't see its face from where I stand, but I can read its name- Haruki. I assume it's a boy, then.


He states his intent to kill her newborn son without the slightest trace of hesitation. I feel the color fade from my face. Taking hostages isn't a pleasant situation in the first place, but how can he talk about killing a baby like that?

She probably expected this, too. Even so, there's no way she can remain calm having heard that. No one could when someone's family is threatened.



I interrupt her before she can say anything. This is it. I need to muster up all my courage and knowledge so I can try to negotiate with him. Anything to get through this situation...


He answers right away and continues his threat.




She whispers this just quietly enough so that he can't hear.


I deny his claim on instinct, but she really does know my name. Realizing this only now proves how foolish I am.




He remains completely devoid of emotion.



That statement prevents me from saying another word. I can't spill any more crucial information.







He moves over to the entrance; we make our way to the bed. We can shield the babies like this, sure, but it also gives him an easier escape route.
BGM: Two Crossing Paths -S/I V/S-



He takes his book out and waits for her to continue.


He rushes her along after confirming that he's obtained a new card.


Her answer takes me by surprise. She's already named it, so how can that be her regret?

She cuts herself off for a brief moment. His expression doesn't change in the slightest. His gaze is clearlyt elling her to get on with it. Guess he doesn't have enough information to believe her just yet.



Her delivery is more than enough to convince me that she means it. The words weigh heavily on me, too. One's regret and one's future are inevitably intertwined. This is the moment I get to learn the future that Keiko wants to see.
BGM: Silence


BGM: Alan




My fear is replaced with sheer rage. He's trampling all over her life for his own sake.




The sound of footsteps rings out from the hallway the moment I ask. While not quite as prominent, I can also hear voices.



As he declines, he smashes a nearby switch.

Then the lights turn off, blanketing the area in pure darkness because the hall lights are also out of commission. I rush to get the lights back on as quick as possible. He is long gone by the time I manage to do so.


Naomi limps her way into the room. I don't know how he did it, but he seems to have knocked everyone unconscious without injuring them. She holds her broken glasses in one hand.




Keiko interrupts our conversation.




She answers with a quick nod.

Security makes their way into the nursery soon after, but we make sure to leave the hospital right away.
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BGM: Silence

After getting out, we head back to Lion House. The only thing we speak about on our return journey is about what happened in the nursery. Otherwise, we walk along in silence. Unsurprisingly, I've obtained the same cards as Numeral XII, though I no longer have any desire to eliminate her. There's... something I want to say to Naomi.


I spend our journey to the station wondering if I have it in me to say what I want to her. The longer I hold it in, the harder it'll be to say. That's why I need to say it now. It may feel like I'm making up excuses, but I've reached my conclusion.
BGM: Two Crossing Paths -S/I V/S-




I never once considered that a situation like that could occur so easily. I figured things might get dangerous, but I failed to see the full picture until tonight.




I nod to reaffirm her presumption. I really couldn't be happier over her decision to help me. It's done far more for me than she could ever imagine. But the more I rely on her, the more danger I'll be putting her in. That's why I force myself to stay silent, otherwise I might renege on my statement.





I try to guide her to the station after our talk.

She makes her way to the station without me. And I can't bring myself to chase after her. I'm certain I'll start to rely on her again if I do. I really should've left our talk until we reached the station, but no, I'm too dumb to think that far ahead. If I had, then she wouldn't have to walk the streets at night all alone.
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Cardbook has updated.


I Name Shishimai Rinka
III Name Federico Carminati
IV Cause of Death Fire
VIII Name Kamebuchi Keiko
VIII Cause of Death Brain Hemorrhage
VIII Regret Child's Name
IX Regret Gold Medal

I Name Shishimai Rinka
VIII Name Kamebuchi Keiko
VIII Cause of Death Brain Hemorrhage
VIII Regret Child's Name

VIII Name Kamebuchi Keiko
VIII Cause of Death Brain Hemorrhage
VIII Regret Child's Name