Burino went back to school, enjoyed his life, and remade everything he lost. He told the orphanage that he was fine and the tales of the monsters of the other world were left to his memories. But borrowed time will always be retrieved. He was going to know that more than others. But when he had used his mind to search for answers or anything that was lost upon him initially, he found that the memories, whilst being able to be recalled, the mental images were gone.
"That's not good."
Javier was back in his hotel room. Not even considering what would happen with him being in a past due hotel room, he fell asleep on the nice, warm bed. John was back in his house and used his spare time to grab some food before his family would return home.
"I don't remember this place."
Looking around, the homeless man found that he was in a penthouse apartment back in Tokyo. But the strange part of that was that he was, well, homeless.
"The price is on us."
The mysterious voice belonged to the cosmic couple. The homeless man didn't exactly care for things like that. But he did have large amounts of money from the experiment and was able to live out the rest of the decade in peace. One thing that he noticed was also how he still had the heavy object.
"I guess they let us keep this stuff. Dig it."
See, the homeless man had no clue what that meant. He didn't even know what to make of the interest that the ringleaders had in him and his abilities. Over the next few years, the crew grew up, became better at their craft, and were hesitant to return to the bus stop of whom hailed.