Jiyo Sora walked through gardens.

These fucking birds gathering.

Just like my vision.

Shit.

He hoped he'd placed his trust wisely and well.

He also hoped that nobody would do anything too hasty.

But while his life had turned out so much better than he would have imagined possible, there was still a sizeable chunk of his personality that didn't trust hope.

But as I told Lady Sun... if I have to, I'll do it myself.