( slushy head.

not necessarily there for him is an odd way to describe it, if komaeda remembers correctly, apparently he was kinder in the memories he's shared with some people. he doesn't think so, but he's not even sure if he can compare those memories with rokkun, it's just all too confusing for him. )

...Rokkun, remember when I didn't know what to promise. ( awhile back on his birthday, komaeda never really thought of something proper, and maybe... ) Maybe it's this... to not say these things... because...

( good and bad luck works hard on komaeda, if he accepts this as a stroke of good luck, something bad will happen. if he continues to pursue bad luck, then maybe at the end he'll have something nice. even if it makes his stomach flip in excitement, there's this genuine concern mixed with it. if he accepts it... something will happen to rokkun. if he accepts it... komaeda knows he loses what's around him in return, and if that's the case...

hope is about friendships, and bonds with other, but even trash like him knows he isn't worthy to obtain that. even this companionship or whatever they make of it, it's best if he doesn't have this either because... it's what he's used to, he'll lose him, and what's the point of thinking he has this when it'll easily leave from his grasp. )

Ah, I'm sorry for bothering you, Rokkun, please don't be fond of a mistake like me. You're better than that.