The Asahina household was quiet. The only sounds beside soft humming and small chatter were the giggles of little Mafuyu Asahina.

KAITO couldn't help but crack a smile as he played dolls with her. He knew what fate she would cross when she'd be older: Mafuyu being a small, innocent child would be long gone. He decided he'd try and travel the past, to get to her, as if to protect her. Her fate was far too cruel.

And it worked. He found his serious persona buckling as he was playing dolls with young Mafuyu.

Her mother, blissfully unaware of the Vocaloid hologram (that was what he was: he couldn't catch a physical form in the real world) playing with her daughter, and entered her room, a smile on her face.

“Mafuyu, sweetie!” she said, “Who're you playing with?”

“Amanda!” she smiled back, pointing to the frowning Vocaloid.

“Oh!” she yelped. “And who are you?”