"Journal Entry day 278... I think.

It's been two weeks since she passed away now. I am still shaken up by it. I am still scared and angry at myself. I could have helped her. She was so close to me. I just couldn't... I am sorry Akane.

I have to move on now. She would have hated it if I just crumbled down again. After all that she has done for me. I am leaving this notebook here. This will be the last thing I ever write down, I am sure that you would want to read it...

Dear Akane,

This is my last time writing. I hope that you enjoy it up there. Thank you for saving my life and giving it a purpose again, I am not going to lose hope but I am moving on with my life. I am going to try living the rest of my life like you wanted me to live. I am going to try my best, I promise.

I am gonna miss you.

Take care...

This is it.

Sincerely,

Keito Takashima"

"That was the last page father. Should I take the book? Eva would be happy with it."

"Hmm, her fever has been very bad. She would enjoy something like this, and the book seems to be in a good condition, it somehow survived all this time because it was buried in there. The wind must have blown away the dirt that was on top of it."

"But hey dad, we should pay our respects for the person in there first... I believe that it's Akane from the book."

"Fine. But we need to hurry up, it's getting dark."