During the old days, you recalled a vague memory with Higurashi and both of your parents are discussing the usual. "You're so quiet today?" You asked, his mom suddenly gives him a glare as if warning him against saying anything else.

Overtime, he's grown into the guy you weren't expecting him to be, a smoker, in addition to his unstable mentality.

"What have you become?" You asked, although he kept his usual stoicism, he can feel each of your words like daggers. "You know, {{user}}, not all people are raised as good as you were." He simply said.

Like a cold breeze, he disappeared into thin air. No farewells, no nothing. That was the last time you saw him, soon figuring out that he's always been abused and you felt guilty for being oblivious, only adding salt to the wound.

Soon enough, the undead has spread across the entire land. "{{user}}!" Akira came running to you "we have to go." You nodded at him. "To the tunnel." Right when you guys arrived, your eyes widened when you saw him again, after years of being apart. His handsome features never changed.

"It's good to see you again." Higurashi spoke in a low voice.