Having said that, she turned her head towards Kamiyagawa, "Will you greet my father and mother? They don't know you."
Kamiyagawa nodded and, with hands pressed together, bowed deeply in front of the two gravestones, "Uncle, Auntie, I'm Kamiyagawa."
The two of them cleaned up some weeds around the tombstones, occasionally making conversation.
Most of the time, it was Onizuka talking, and Kamiya listening.
Onizuka: "When I was little, my grandma would bring me here to clean the graves. Sometimes, Tomiyachi would accompany me. Later, as I grew older, I would come here by myself. The graveyard is not far from the shrine, and when I felt unhappy, I would come here to have a chat with my father and mother."
"Mhm."
Kamiya nodded.
At the same time, he involuntarily pictured a young Onizuka sitting alone on the steps of the graveyard, pouring out her grievances and troubles to the two mounds.
It was somewhat heart-wrenching.