That’s right. To begin with, I came here just thinking I wanted to protect everyone. But when I heard they had come to save me, I couldn’t help but feel a little glad, just a bit in my heart. When I look at Kurosaki-kun in that mask, I think that he might not have come here to save me at all. Even though it’s wrong, they shouldn’t be going that far for me.
It’s just that… It’s just that not being able to fight with everyone makes me feel lonely…!! But what would make me feel worse than being lonely is getting in everyone’s way… that would make me feel worse!! If it means getting in the way of Kurosaki-kun and everyone… then I would rather be lonely, very lonely.
We don’t look any different from those shinigami. We just dress differently.
Kurosaki-kun… I’m weak, so it’s always like I turn back to look to you for help. But now I won’t turn back and I’ll go forward. The next time we meet I won’t look to you for help, Kurosaki-kun, I’ll be able to fight on my own.
Sadistic? I don’t mind you calling me that. If you don’t want to get hurt, don’t attack me when I say not to.
It’s impossible to feel exactly the same as someone else… but when you both care for each other, your hearts are able to draw a little closer together. I think that’s what it means to make your hearts as one.
When people constantly show their affection for you, you start taking it for granted. If you don’t realize how much they care for you until they’re gone, you’ll only be left with regret and remorse.
People are all evil. In order to falsely believe yourself to be just, you must inevitably falsely believe that someone else is more evil than you.
I’m a terrible person, aren’t I? “If only Kurosaki-kun would cheer up, I’d be happy.” At least, I thought that was how I felt. Then Kuchiki-san came back and cheered Kurosaki-kun up. I should have been really happy, but… but… [starts to cry] but instead I’m jealous of Kuchiki-san!
There were a lot of things I wanted to do. I wanted to become a teacher, and an astronaut, and a baker… I wanted to go to a bunch of different donut shops and ask for one of everything! And I wanted to tell the ice-cream man to give me one of everything, too! I wish I could have five different lives! Then I could have been born in five different towns, and eaten five lifetime’s worth of food, and had five different careers, and… fallen in love with the same person, five times.
If I were the rain, that binds together the heavens and the earth, whom in all eternity will never mingle, would I be able to bind two hearts together?