Nagisa soon finds himself growing happier after telling his best friend, Karma, about his mother's weird obsession and soon starts debating whether or not he would be willing to hurt his mother for his own happiness' sake.

She glances at me, her raven-colored hair swaying as she takes in my dress-clad form. "It's cute, Nagisa. It looks good on you. Don't you agree?" She pulls me into a hug, a hug that might be considered warm if not for the nails digging into my collarbone. Though I hate this outfit, I look up with a smile rivaling hers and say, "Yes, mother. It's lovely"