Story/Journey's End

This page documents all the story logs from the Main Memory Core.

## 1.1 "Good Morning"

**Affiliated Song**: Umami

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

When I woke up, the sun had not yet risen and the sky was still grayish blue.

I squinted my eyes and took a deep breath to wake up my just awakened body a little.

Today is the anniversary of my wife's death. As with previous years, my daughter and I will go to her hometown to visit her grave together.

It's a long way, even by train, it will take four hours to travel.

I planned to make some sandwiches to eat on the train for lunch.

Although we could just buy lunch boxes at the station, we had been eating this way for more than ten years, so we had already gotten tired of it.

So, I got up early to make a simple lunch to take with us on the train.

I looked in the fridge, and although there was no meat suitable for the sandwich, there was a few raw eggs sent from my neighbor.

There was also enough lettuce and toast......

In that case, it was obvious what I will cook.

I didn't think much about it and took the ingredients out of the fridge one by one.

There were toasts, lettuce, eggs, and mayonnaise on the counter.

Let's make some egg sandwiches before my daughter wakes up.

I rolled up my sleeves and started cooking.

## 1.2 "Good Morning"

**Affiliated Song**: Umami

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

"Good morning."

Suddenly, the sound of my daughter came from behind me.

Momoka stood on the stairs with her hair in disarray and let out a small yawn lazily.

"Did you make breakfast?"

Momoka stood on her tiptoes and saw the egg sandwiches I had just made.

"You should say lunch, we will be eating them on the train."

I replied.

"It's okay to ask me to get up and help......"

Momoka whispered.

"Forget it, I'm a much better cook than you."

I couldn't help but tease my daughter a little.

"...... That's true, but you didn't have to be that blunt, did you?"

Momoka didn't refute, she just sighed and walked back upstairs.

I couldn't help but smile a little.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath again.

The sun was rising outside the window and I felt the slight warmth on my skin.

It looks like today is going to be a beautiful sunny day too.

## 2.1 On The Train

**Affiliated Song**: Reeds

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

On the train, Momoka looked out the window and silently put the sandwich in her mouth.

I want to ask my daughter if the sandwich is of any good, but for some reason, I can't bring myself to it.

All I could hear was the sound of the train's wheels grinding against the track.

"Tell me again how you and mom met."

Suddenly, she asked.

"Do you still want to hear it? I thought you were tired of hearing the story."

I asked back in surprise.

"Just say it, I want to hear it."

Momoka quietly shook her head.

The scenery beyond the window slowly blurred. Maybe I should get a new pair of glasses.

"I met your mother in college. She was an upperclassman of mine in college..."

## 2.2 On The Train

**Affiliated Song**: Reeds

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

I had never been able to understand you, but you always seemed to be able to see right through me.

The year after Momoka was born, we found out that you were sick.

The day you left, I promised you that I would take care of our daughter.

I never mentioned this to you, but I've always wanted to curse the world without you.

I wanted to give up, I wanted to leave with you.

But I couldn't do it.

Because I promised you.

The promise I made back then, is sitting besides me right now

Can you see her?

Can you see......

## 3.1 Town's Train Station

**Affiliated Song**: Mellifluous

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

The train stopped slowly and finally arrived at the station.

The train station in the small town may seem the same, yet some of its details always seemed to change ever so slightly.

After handing over my ticket to the inspector. I walked out of the station with Momoka.

The ice cream stall was located at the entrance of the station.

The old man who looked after the stand had bee here since my wife was still around. I felt an inexplicable familiarity with him.

I nodded and greeted him, and the old man nodded back.

"Do you want to eat ice cream?"
I asked Momoka casually.

"......yeah."
I don't know why, but there was a hint of hesitation in Momoka's voice.

When I thought about it, it was probably because she was trying to act mature. That's why she was a bit shy.

The though of my normally precocious daughter being shy about wanting ice cream made me want to laugh a little.

However, if I really laughed. Momoka would be embarrassed and get annoyed. I tried to pull dow the corners of my mouth.

"What flavor do you want?"

Finally, I asked Momoka.

## 3.2 Town's Train Station

**Affiliated Song**: Mellifluous

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

Momoka and I sat on a bench in front of the station and ate the ice cream we had just gotten.

Momoka chose the chocolate flavor and I choose vanilla.

"Are we goig to walk there later?"
Suddenly, Momoka asked.

"You don't want to walk?"
I said.

"The opposite. I'm asking because I want to walk."
Momoka shrugged a little.

"But it's a long way, are you sure?"

"It's okay, unless you can't walk, I'm sure I can."

Momoka said with the wicked smile.

She seemed to be in a good mood, even teasing me a little.

"Then let's walk...!"
Suddenly challenged, I could only respond in a defiant manner.

We stood up and started walking toward my wife's grave

## 4.1 On The Small Town Road

**Affiliated Song**: Perches In The Soul

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

Walking through the town, the road became more and more desolate.

Momoka did not say anything, but just walked silently in front of me. The wildflowers on the side of the road came out of the cracks.

I didn't know why, but I felt a little reassured.

A shrine appeared on the distant hillside.

My wife loved that shrine when she was alive, and it seemed to be a memory of her childhood.

However, I remembered that the shrine had fallen into despair the last time visit.

I squinted my eyes, but even through the lenses of my glasses, I could only see the outline of the shrine vaguely......

"What's wrong?"
When Momoka saw me struggling, she seemed a little confused about what I was doing.

"Ahhh, it's nothing. I just can't see the shrine over there very well."
I held out my hand and pointed in the direction of the shrine.

"Hmmm......"
Momoka stared to the direction I just pointed as well.

Without realizing it, we had stopped and were standing in the middle of a deserted road...

## 4.2 On The Small Town Road

**Affiliated Song**: Perches In The Soul

* English
* Chinese (Traditional)
* Chinese (Simplified)
* Japanese

"The shrine is very clean and beautiful."
Momoka said.

"Huh? It's clean? I remember that it was a bit old......"
I tried to look at the shrine, but again I could only see the outline of it vaguely.

"......you really can't see it?"
Momoka looked at me squinting her eyes and struggling, and seemed a bit puzzled.

"I'm not young anymore. I'm old and broken."
I deliberately pretended acting old.

"It's clean, I feel like someone has cleaned up."
Momoka ignored my teasing and just rolled her eyes.

"I see......"
I guess the townspeople decided to clean up. That's great.

"Do you want it go up and see it?"
I asked.

"Well......"
Momoka looked at the hillside, as if she was contemplating something.

"No, not now." Finally, she said.
"Mom's been waiting for a long time, so let's go see her first."

"...you're right, let's go."

The country road was getting longer and longer, but the cemetery was getting closer and closer.

We picked up our pace and moved on in silence.