It's the end of the day, and the sun is setting. The narrator laments the fact that he's finally tired of running. He's been running for a long time, and now he wants to stop and rest. He wonders if it's okay for him to be looking for her, but he also wonders if she'll be okay. He tells himself that he should stop being a "peeping tom" , and that his friends should watch him so they can "rib you after" . He says he'll make her "spill her guts" when she gets home. He goes on to say that he doesn't want to be a "con fession," but he knows that the walking festival will end soon, so he just has to do what he always does : chase after her. He asks himself why he always chases after her, and then he asks himself, "why does this happen ? Well not today ! . . bidea dash ! karasu ma ! kun ! in the very veryhic ! he tries to prove that he could first come to the pain, then to the tears, then finally to the very end . he says, "but you ! do any thing san with hard work , but you . sometimes miracles happen."