( rereading the book offers many things, even maybe out the corner of subaru's eyes, he'll see another thoughtful piece that connects to the former:
"what reason do i have to continue living? lowering and raising my arm each day... switching my eyes back and forth from green to red... what's the point of it all? i've grown to find it tedious. let me die, then. but how? that's right...i was still deciding between lighting and an eruption..."
luckily for subaru, luckily... that was a pretty good idea, because when he comes up to the roof, and opens the door to find it only opens by a mere crack, and he'll hit something behind it — a small thump, nothing too big or important, or maybe it is...
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"what reason do i have to continue living? lowering and raising my arm each day... switching my eyes back and forth from green to red... what's the point of it all? i've grown to find it tedious. let me die, then. but how? that's right...i was still deciding between lighting and an eruption..."
luckily for subaru, luckily... that was a pretty good idea, because when he comes up to the roof, and opens the door to find it only opens by a mere crack, and he'll hit something behind it — a small thump, nothing too big or important, or maybe it is...
does he want to push the door even more? )