Just thinking about this endless hell made him want to die, but that would only bring him back to the beginning.
Over and over again.
Thus, everything felt hopeless no matter how he thought about it.
The only way was forward—but did he have the courage and will to keep going forever?
"Louis?"
"…!"
Louis heard Mirai's voice behind him. He panicked and quickly wiped his tears with his handkerchief.
"Mira… what is it?" he asked, composing himself.
"Um… w-were you crying?" Mirai looked saddened.
"…No," Louis said. His face became expressionless.
"But you were…" Mirai sighed. "Don't lie to me…"
"…"
Louis looked at her with his golden eyes. "Do you need something, or did you come here to mock me?"
Mirai realized he was being defensive—he likely didn't want to open up.
But she pressed on anyway.
