“You’d think a big school like this would have a map or something, right?” (She is conversing with her sister about her school’s maze-like layout.)

“T-trash can boy!? Wow, I guess it’s true that this school does have everything.” (She is shocked and intrigued to see a student sleeping by a trash can.)

“Hey! Are you alright? I think you dropped something! Hey!” (She is calling for someone in a hallway that seemed to be too mentally out of it to respond.)

“Chin up, sis! We’ll crack this case in no time. I hope so, at least.” (She is bolstering her sister but isn’t too sure herself about her conviction and awkwardly laughs it off.)

“It doesn’t make any sense. It’s as if her existence was erased from the people that knew her most.” (She is being contemplative.)

“Alright! It’s me and you Saia! Little sis and big sis—solving a mystery that no investigator has yet to solve! Watch out world, the two brightest minds—” “—w-what do you mean, no?” (She is getting amped up to investigate the Erasure Syndrome but is quickly deflated by her sister.)