With an anticlimactic "fwip," the red-haired girl directs her arm toward Lunaria, but her electricity fizzles out with a "poof." Lunaria isn't quite sure what all these motions are about.

With an uncertain expression, the girl remarks "No... This isn't right."

"Hm? What's the matter?" replies Lunaria, appearing slightly concerned.

"I wanna know," says the girl, pulling back her hand and using it to mess with her hair. "You, of all people. Why do you do it? Why do you kill people?"

Lunaria thinks back to when she was young and answers, "Well... When I was first created, some people were a little afraid of me. Because of how I looked, or how I used to act. So they'd be a little mean to me. And that just made me feel sad, y'know?"

In the background is a hazy image of a younger Lunaria. Her hair is shorter and more uneven. We can see her right eye for the first time, which resembles a cat's eye with a slitted pupil.

The comic ends, for now.