Apartment - New York -
How does one prove their existence? How can anybody prove they are who they say they are? 'How can others acknowledge me for who I am?'
For the longest time, Lila has thought that way. Others say that the only reason she became an idol is because of her mother and sister. They all say she simply copied and followed in their footsteps. They don't see her as her.
Haruka hugged her from the back. "So, what are you thinking, my wife?"
"How to bury you."
He laughed. "Sorry, is your body tired? It didn't hurt, did it?"
'Even if they don't do it, Haruka has his ways to make me feel strange.' Lila turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. "When will you tell Rikka-san?"
"Soon, don't worry."
"Can I leave this to you?" Lila asked.
"I need to find a way to regain your trust again, so yes, leave it to me."
