182: My (End)

Stepping between the web of fissured ground beneath our feet, the twins approached me. 

Each droplet of rain that fell from the sky seemed to fall heavier than normal; I couldn't tell if that was due to my own misunderstanding, or if something had changed, but I forgot about it soon enough.

Regardless, as water poured, all our heads and bodies rapidly became soaked.

The hair of both me and the girls seemed to try and stick to our faces in an attempt to disguise our expressions, only letting the piercing glow of our eyes peek through the gaps, but anyone could tell that such a minor hindrance wouldn't make a difference.

After all... I raised them.

Or at least, I know them more than anyone else.

At this point, it wasn't necessary to see each other's faces to know what we were feeling.

"...Ciphy."

"Can we talk...?"

Pausing their feet less than a metre away from me, the twins called out just as they used to.