[ It's for the best that Hibiki's good at putting on her facades, and Tsubasa is terrible at seeing through them. Nobody wants Tsubasa's time here cut short by a terrible case of turning into an ayakashi. ]

I suppose there's no point. This is my second chance at life, after all.

[ Who was it that told her that? The pink-haired woman she met at the concert the day of her arrival? Did she ever catch her name? Tsubasa will have to thank her if they ever meet again. ]

A bird needs to be light to fly, after all. A shinki already carries a heavy responsibility, I don't need to take on more for myself.

[ Even though she inevitably will, because she's bad at following through on these things like that. It comes with the territory of living, even if she's already dead. Caring for others, and taking on their burdens.

Tsubasa looks up, raising a hand to shield her eyes from the glare of the sun, but taking in the vastness of the sky before her. ]

I wonder how far we'll go...