"You’re treating me normally despite having seen me like that."
A faint smile grew beneath her red-rimmed glasses. It was so fleeting that it seemed it could vanish without a moment’s notice. I couldn’t bring myself to smile back. I saw so much of myself in her.
"Kanbara…do I… look like an ordinary person?"
What a question. I couldn’t help feeling a tightness in my chest.
"Of course you do."
"The rest of the world doesn’t think so. So many people refuse to accept me as one of them. I have to prove to them that I can be useful. That’s the only way they’ll accept that my life has meaning."
Which was to say that she could only find a place where she belonged by proving herself useful to others. I felt like I caught a glimpse of the darkness that Kuriyama held within herself. She just wanted to be treated like an ordinary person. And yet, the people around her wouldn’t accept her as one.
She wanted to be ordinary.
I understood that hope… that desire. Painfully well. -Akihito Kanbara & Mirai Kuriyama