Hello, Lain. |
I write in my diary everyday. Sometimes I don’t have much to write, though. |
Don’t worry about it. |
If you force yourself, you’ll just want to give up. |
I don't know how many diaries I've had that I couldn't stick to for long. |
Have you seen any of them since then? |
I’ve been okay. |
Really? That’s good. There’s something I want to confirm with you today. |
What? |
You have really good eyesight, don’t you, Lain? |
Really good? |
You’ve had eye exams at school, haven’t you? What’s your score? |
One-point-five. |
Your eyesight is really even better than that, isn’t it? |
But I wanted to have the same score as all the other kids. |
Well, there’s no point having the examination, then. |
At the last hospital you used to go to, they examined your eyes, too. |
But they did it differently than at your school. |
They had a machine that measures eyesight automatically. |
The machine only measures as far as three-point-zero, and your score was three-point-zero. |
Kids with such good eyesight are extremely rare, so... |
The doctor in charge of your eye-exam spoke with a cancer specialist, who said he saw no problems. |
Oh. |
Lain, what can you see outside the window? |
Trees and a gate to the research center in the distance. |
And beyond that? |
Buildings. |
And beyond that? |
Mountains. |
And beyond that? |
I can’t see anything further. |
Nothing at all? |
A purplish color that looks like a curtain. |
Thank you. |
I’m sorry to pepper you with all these questions. |
I think that you probably see the world in a different way than I do. |
Lain, don’t look so glum. |
It’s nothing to worry about. |
It’s not such a bad thing... I’m sorry for saying that. |
I guess it is bad thing for you. |
To see things so differently. |
I don’t know. |
But I had a feeling that I’m probably different from everybody else. |
I feel like I’m the only person who can hear and see some things. |
It makes me very uncomfortable. |
I think that I will be disliked. |
Is that the reason? |
It might be. I think that you’d have to be seen by a specialist. |
No. I want to see you. I don’t want to see any of the other doctors here. They all scare me. |
Why don’t we just keep this as a secret? |
A secret? |
Uh huh. It will be our secret until you aren’t worried about it anymore. |
Is that okay? |
I’m your big sister, remember? I’m not going to take you anywhere that you will be scared. |
Touko-san. |