"T-Thank you for agreeing to talk to me despite everything that happened between us," Jiro murmurs, taking a sip from his cup of tea.
He and Aoshi are seated across from one another inside a completely soundproof private karaoke room.
"Now we're alone and nobody can hear us. Tell me everything."
"Y-Yeah... well... first of all, I want to apologize for what happened that night. I know you lost your job because of me, and as if that wasn't enough, I threw a bunch of horrible insults at you even though you were only trying to protect my sister.
"The truth is, the punch you gave me was nothing compared to what I actually deserved. It was disgraceful of me to take a nude photo of my own sister just to impress my friends. That's not something a brother should even think about doing. I-If I... if I hadn't done that..."
Jiro suddenly breaks into violent sobs. His already reddened eyes fill with even more tears.
"...maybe Miori would still be alive..."
