Asami Mizuhata- Miki Yoshii- Oto Misaki - Brain... Now

Asami leaned closer. “Can you find the core? The source code of her identity?”

“You’re not real,” Miki said, not turning around. “You’re just a ghost my brain invented to keep me company.” Asami Mizuhata- Miki Yoshii- Oto Misaki - Brain...

“Then help me remember how to wake up,” Miki whispered. Asami leaned closer

Oto found herself standing in an endless concert hall. The seats were empty, but each chair held a glowing orb—a memory. She walked past childhood birthdays, first loves, a quiet beach at dawn. Then she heard it: a single piano note, played over and over, slightly out of tune. ” Miki said