Abby and Baby stayed there on the stage wall with me.
"... We wanted to see you," Abby said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because... because you aren't judging us for being demons and working for Gwima." Baby said.
"I do, but I learned not to say it out loud when the thoughts are unpleasant." I told them. "So, you came here to-"
"We aren't going to do anything," Abby interrupted me, which was surprising.
"We want to try and fight Gwima's voice and influence," Baby said.
"Why?" I asked, looking between them. The two looked at each other, then at me.
"... We want to try to be better," Abby said. He looked at Baby, like they weren't sure how to say something.
"You two should go," I told them, "I have demons to fight, and I have a new honmoon to see from."
"But we-"
"Don't." I interrupted Baby. "Go. Now. I have business to take care of."
I jumped down and got into the fight. I didn't see what happened to them. I never saw them, and the demons we were fighting then vanished, and a new Honmoon glowed; the demons were gone, and my friends were fine, they were still on this side of the Honmoon. I felt something nice on my arm. I checked, and the rainbow honmoon was stitching up my injury along my patterns and healed.
Hours later, once everything settled, Rumi and the girls went to the hot springs for the first time. I had gone home and looked over the board on my wall of where my other sister and my mom could be if they were still alive. Then my phone went off. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID. I didn't recognize it.
"Hello?" I answered the phone. At first, there was no answer. "If you don't answer, I will hang up."
"... Hey, big brother," I froze, my eyes wide, almost dropping my phone. The voice was hesitant, and I knew whose voice belonged to.
"Meiru," I said shakily, knowing this was Rumi's twin, my missing little sister.