I Saved the Red Faction, and Now They’re Holding It Over My Head

[IF Route: Alternate Ending]

At the same time Mashiro pulled Scotland back from the road to the underworld and into the world of the living, a new person with a human form appeared: Morofushi Mashiro.

With a face nearly identical to Scotland's, she began getting close to a certain undercover agent at Café Poirot, and even moved in next door to him.

The undercover agent had just finished investigating his new neighbor, An, who was pursuing him, and confirmed she really wasn't part of the Organization. He'd only just breathed a sigh of relief when the little kid next door, who looked even more like a young Hiro, came to tell him that a silver-haired man had taken her.

The sky came crashing down.

Hiro watched Mashiro, the person with whom he shared the most special bond, grow more and more devoted to his childhood friend. And when the face that was nearly identical to his started looking less and less like him, the sky came crashing down for him, too.

A slightly darkening Hiromitsu: Weren't you going to save me? Why didn't you keep saving me? Quitting halfway is against the rules.

Mashiro: All right, I'll bring down the Organization! I'll make sure you can live in this world again as Hiromitsu Morofushi, your true self!

Black-hearted Bourbon: I must have played a huge part in getting Hiro back to normal. Do I get a reward for my good deed?

Mashiro: ?

Do all you people on the good-guy side use your kindness to bully others?

Takaaki's younger brother had come back alive, and he'd even gained a sister. His future was now perfectly complete, but as he watched the three of them interact with their subtle intimacy, he fell silent.

A bit of a group-pampering vibe

Premise: You never know where love will begin