And then Moriarty's appearance started to change, a sad change that a girl who lost her memories into the other side of time and space might go through. A glittering something dropped from her face. It ached my heart. Sad energy surrounded her and made her body tremble. Paradoxically enough, it looked beautiful. Shoot. How can a sad thing be beautiful? My heart aches even more. Would she stop trembling if I hug her tightly? Then her facial expression changed.