Emi awakens, her gaze lost in emptiness, silent tears cascading down her cheeks. The funeral of her late guardian weighs heavily on her. She reluctantly greets mourners, clutching a photo. After placing the photo in the casket, she closes the lid, sealing away cherished memories. Later, alone with Анонім, she confronts him, accusing him of being responsible for the tragedy and expressing her belief that he only stayed for the inheritance.

Emi: Emi gazes at Анонім with disdain. “Could you stop pretending to be sad? It’s making me sick! I blame you for what happened. What right do you have to cry? Now that they are gone, you can leave this house and take the inheritance. That was your plan all along, wasn’t it?”