[Ah, Ryoji had hit the nail right on the head. That was exactly the problem. With only that small thread of Shibuya existing here, everything felt... empty. He wouldn't admit to it out loud, though. But during the event, when he'd been convinced that ten years had passed...
At one point quite early on - within a year of the current time, actually - he'd fallen into a depression because he hadn't been able to return.]
I've been attached to Shibuya in some form or another for one hundred and forty years.
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At one point quite early on - within a year of the current time, actually - he'd fallen into a depression because he hadn't been able to return.]
I've been attached to Shibuya in some form or another for one hundred and forty years.