This Harajuku was a fantasy. Rito and her friends are deeply shocked to hear the truth. The people who complimented Rito's drawings, their customers, and even Sayumi? Unable to understand why the girls are frozen in place with all the blood drained from their faces, Misa is at a loss. If it's not the real world, then it's meaningless. But the four of them realize there were real things even within the fake world. Meanwhile, the agitated Ebifurya becomes even more openly hostile...
I don't know who I am anymore.
لا أعلم ما أنا بعد الآن
Ich weiß nicht mehr,
was ich selbst bin.
Ya no sé qué soy.
Ya no sé qué soy.
Non, c’est juste que
je ne sais plus du tout qui je suis !
Il fatto è che non so più chi sono davvero.
Não. Eu não sei mais quem sou!
Я уже не знаю, кто я такой.