"Well --" No, but still! "But if that wasn't what I just felt, then what happened?" And what are you? Why is he suddenly... so sure of all these memories? There are so many questions he needs answered, and yet none of them feel any closer to his grasp than they ever had. If anything, they feel further away.

He had signed up as 'Jirou Sakuma' on the app at the beginning of the week, but he hadn't felt any less like Yoshio Koutarou than he ever had. And now he's not sure which of them is actually his name, or if both are, or neither. "Though," he adds belatedly, "I guess you probably don't know a whole lot more than I do, right?"