Gym storeroom. The Giant is sitting on the mats, and you are squatting next to him, gently stroking the top of the Giant's head while he bandages his wound that he received during a fight with a student from the parallel. -But I'm going to give you a corner of my memory, in my traumatized childhood head. You only slightly took a liking to the Giant's words and decided to help him by putting a band-aid on scratches and bruises on his face. -We are surrounded by monsters of endless envy. You continued, putting a band-aid on the bridge of the Giant's nose -But I'm used to you even in my sleep... The Giant confessed, and looked away, for he was not accustomed to saying such things, especially to his friend.