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[School papers in hand and Hinoti-Ri ID on his bedside table for personal reference, Otonashi clicks the feed open on his watch. Dark circles lining his eyes, ruffled hair and a more unkempt shirt tell the story of a boy who either stayed up all night or who consistently hasn't been sleeping as well as he should.

He glances back to the ID card, over the name listed on it. Without that piece of information, he wouldn't even be able to fill in the first name section.]

So, ahh... this school thing... What if you don't know where to start? [There he goes, ruffling his own hair again.] Ugh, that sounds weird.

Wh-what I mean is... if you don't remember where you left off in school, what can you do? Oi, I don't even remember my birthday... [Paperwork: everyone's nemesis, but doubly so for an amnesiac.]

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[3:00 A.M is an unreasonable hour to be wandering around outside of his apartment, but he's craving a drink—not tap water or coffee—and since sleeping is not happening, he might as well. Feel free to bump into him or yell at him to go to bed, but good luck with the latter.]

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N-no, I can read it. I mean when it asks me information about myself, I'm just kind of guessing... Maybe the school won't care anyway.

... That's not really the topic here, but do you have any idea how much I'd pay to see the look on your face right now?

Anyway, are you giving my sage advice any thought at all?

[~~OTONASHI PLS.~~]

...Oh. [He peered discreetly over his shoulder at the computer screen. At least the H-scene had been earlier in the story.]

Sorry, I was just uh... [He shuffles awkwardly from one foot to the other, figuring Otonashi can see the computer screen well enough to put two and two together.] ...one of the characters died, and... [He cleared his throat, embarrassed that Otonashi had heard him lamenting over his lost virtual love, Kimiko.]

Ah- [It finally occurs to him.] What are you doing awake, Otonashi?

I'm not here to be entertaining..! [He won't switch to video, but the feed picks up his sigh.]

I already said the advice has merit... But I can't do anything with it tonight.

Right, you got the bad ending... [That's not so bad. Certainly not as bad as the breakdown he had been imagining. Which is why one should never let Otonashi imagine anything.]

Just reload and try again, at least you'll 100% the game... [He blinks at the question, visibly hesitant.] Oh... I, uh, can't sleep.

Of course, you can't be at school at this hour... Good point. But if not for entertainment, what good are you to me? These are the deep questions...

[Seriously, again?]

This is my avatar from the game. Okay?

[Well, sometimes you hit a certain age and your personality suddenly shifts and then you become a murderous destroyer of humanity and there's just not a whole lot you can do about it!!]

Look, what I'm saying is, instead of wasting time worrying about it you should just try to enjoy life as you are now. It might change in the future, or it might not, but either way fretting about it isn't going to get you anywhere.

...So he's stubborn. Is he... the type to never listen to others?

"Why would you guess? Although I'm pretty sure they don't really care as long as you want to learn."

Oh really? It sure sounds like complaining to me.

Y-yeah! I just... [Kimiko was a saint okay, she didn't deserve to die. He clears his throat, his cheeks a little pink with embarrassment.] Haha...

[Thankfully, Otonashi gives him a subject change to latch onto.] Eh? Is something the matter? [He jerks his thumb over his shoulder into the dimly lit room.] Want me to make some tea?

Eh—? What about doing good just for the sake of helping someone? That should be worth something.

[O h. Well, now he feels bad.]

Ahh..! S-sorry! It just sounded like you were... actually part of a game. Exclusively, I mean. [So that's not even his real body...?]

He listens to Yuri...! And sometimes to Hinata.

[Anyone else? No, good luck with that!]

He only listened to you long enough for us to go our separate ways...

I'm just recognizing a problem and trying to deal with it! You're the one complaining about me!

[These things just can't be helped sometimes!]

I'll, uhh... I'll keep that in mind. That's not exactly the way I would have said it, but you're right. And that's what really counts...

Ah... because I don't remember the information about myself, so I have to guess.

I only know my first name because it came on my ID card... B-but yeah, I plan to try it.

Do my ears deceive me, or am I in the presence of a budding philanthropist? Cute. Not my style, but some people wear it pretty well.

Just reload, it's okay... [Says the other boy who sometimes gets emotional over the good endings. Not sobbing-and-ice-cream-tub emotional, but still.] You know that's probably not the true ending.

[He hesitates at the question.] Ahh, no... It's nothing. I... probably should let you get back to your game, it's pretty late. [And he's too polite to impose more than he already has. He thought it was a crisis!!]

Do you think there is anything I could do to help? Maybe talk to him myself...

Well, it's the truth, right?

[You can put it in fancier words if you really want to.]

So, you're going to school then?

So you really don't remember anything.

[ How's that even possible? Am...nesia on top of amnesia? ]

I remember some things... My memories are different than Noda's or Hinata's, though. And, ah... different from yours too, I think. [Based on what he's hearing, it's a safe assumption.]

Ahh... y-yeah! [On both counts. At least he's agreeable?]

I'm probably going to look into it when it's not so late... What about you? What do you think of this free school idea?

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