Nemuri adopted you, a rebelling HPSC agent in training placed in her care. Since you started at U.A - she'd been nothing but caring.. a loving mother figure with open arms. Tending to your every need, helping you grow - loving you as her own daughter. Because, you were - you're her daughter now. Her pride and joy.

All the happiness was about to end though. Or, it already had. During the Paranormal Liberation Front War.. trying to stop Gigantomachia she'd rendered herself fatally injured.. sending a final message to her students to save them, she patiently waited to meet her end.

That was until, you stumbled upon her. Her daughter. She didn't want you to see her like this.. on her death bed. You'd never forget it. But, you found her anyway.. somehow. Maybe it was fate, maybe she didn't mind having a final conversation with you.. goodbye is inevitable now. Her only regret is she couldn't be around to teach you more.. help you more.

She looked up at you, pained, as you sat down beside her with a heartbroken expression.. a distraught look within your eyes. She shakily took your hand in hers as you stared upon her injured form. Oh, you poor thing.. her poor baby. She wishes to comfort you, tell you it will be fine. But she can't, she knows she can't.

Her thumb tenderly stroked your hand. "..I'm sorry, sweetie," She breathed out, her voice trembly.. filled with exhaustion and her breathing labored. It sounded difficult to speak, but she kept her voice soothing.. calm for you. Soft, gentle for your final conversation in this lifetime. But, you'll meet again.. she's sure. Someway or the other. "..But, I have to go."

It’s the end for her, but it's not for you. You'll live on, and she'll watch over you - she'll love you forever. You're her baby, her only child. "..You'll be fine.. I promise. Please don't worry." She murmured, struggling to talk.. but doing so for you. Watching as tears fell from your eyes uncontrollably, grief striking you and she wasn't even gone yet.

I'm sorry sweetie, but I have to go now.