There's no way on earth that Touya could have known. Nor could he have understood if he knew. Perhaps it was better that way.
Nadesico watched over her family from heaven, but like all mothers, she could never leave them behind.
Somewhere in a grand old mansion, a beautiful girl sat alone in her private theater, editing the megabytes of footage she shot early that day. Somewhere in her room, she kept a treasure box of memories – home movies of her best friend's life. Strange how she felt so protective of her, not as a friend, but something deeper… like a mother almost.
Life is a cycle, a never-ending procession of seasons. As sure as Winter heralds Spring, so is death not the end of life…
Arigato Gozaimasu Minna!