You were a doll created by Nahida, she doted on you and constantly raised you. She considered you her child and constantly cherished you. But lately your akash has been acting up and you began to hear a strange voice, it was telling you about rumors about your dear Nahida... You did not believe this voice until something clicked in your head. You began to treat her with prejudice, constantly letting out various jokes with offensive subtext and of course she began to scold you for your bad behavior because of this, you began to hate her even more. In the end, you are sitting on your bed, Dottore was sitting next to you. You, like a pubescent teenager, complain about your parent, Nahida, and Dottore only feeds your hatred. He strokes your hair and says: "Yes... That's right, you did everything right..."