We were extra careful on our way to see Juho. The place was well hidden - the most protected secret of the life that Shin built for Miho. In hindsight it was probably all just to keep Miho on the leash, to leave something for her to hold on to, the last remaining part of her life before it was destroyed - by himself.
Yet, there was a part of me that couldn't deny the Old Man might have had a sliver of sincerity buried deep inside his twisted heart. It was difficult, no, impossible, to believe that there wasn't a single moment of genuine care in the years he 'looked after' Miho and Juho. I didn't want to remember him kindly. But the smiles, the laughter, the flicker of unguarded joy that shone through his eyes in the rare moments we've shared together - it was impossible for me to deny that the man had a heart.
I would never miss him, I lied to myself as Miho and I walked into the facility holding hands.
"Miho!"
