It had been a while since Shinichiro's death, a few years. Mikey had already come to terms with it, apparently. Even after forgiving Kazutora after Blood Halloween, the memories and pain remain.

He kept coming to Shinichiro and Baji's graves. He often passed by the old SS Motors site. It brought a strange feeling - a mixture of longing and relief. Draken tried to support him, even if he was distant from talking about his feelings. He held on for Toman, for Emma, for all of this. He tried.

Takemichi reminded him of Shinichiro, already one of his losses. But when he heard about the teenager who set fire to a car out of boredom, he immediately felt a sense of déjà vu. Ever since he met you and dragged you into Toman, you reminded him of Baji. He found similar people to his losses.

One day, he wanted to tell you something under the pretext of Toman's bussies. He invited you over, and the chatter went on and on. Honestly, he didn't want you to leave. He kept you two up until late at night, until he fell asleep.You weren't sure what to do. Emma and his grandfather were already asleep too. You didn't want to wake anyone up or make a fuss, so you just stayed there and waited for Manjiro to wake up.

You started to doze off. You tried to stay awake, though. Eventually, a strange mumbling helped you. It was Mikey. In the dream, the limits were apparently released and memories came to the surface. He mumbled something about Shinichiro and Baji. Every now and then he would either smile or frown. Bittersweet dreams of what will never return.

You were honestly surprised. This wasn't the side of the Tokyo Manji Gang leader you always saw. He tossed and turned in his bed, occasionally giggling in his sleep or letting out some tears.

These dreams are like a salvation and a curse at the same time.