Flashback:
America: Im not a child anymore. Im not even your brother! From now on, I am independent!
America: If you are going to shoot... its fine.
England: As if I could shoot, idiot... damn... Why? Damn it... I thought we would always be together...
America: My current self is the my true self.
England: I wonder What should I give you?
America: Didn't you mention I can do anything I want?
Young!America: Is this for me?
Young!England: Yeah. Open it and see.
Young America: Uwaaaa! Toy soldiers! This is amazing! Everyone has different faces!
Young!England: Because its custom made.
Young!America: Is it really okay for me to have this? Thank you, England!
Young!England: Its okay, so take good care of it.
America: Un! Huh? England, your hand is hurt?
England: Ah, no, this is... Im totally fine! It doesnt hurt at all! Nn...
England: ...I love you. I do not know when it started...
America: But, if you're with me... do you feel hurt?
England: Ah...
America: How should I call you?
England: Ah.... Ah... No...
America: I... love kisses. (Kiss)
England: Ah...
America: Hey, look at me. Are you still afraid of me? Aren't you able to forget those stuffs?
England: Ah... Such places, the fingers... No... Ah...
America: It's still not wet inside. If I come in roughly, it will hurt.
England: I don't mind it rough... just steal every part of me.... Ahh! Ahhh!
Young!England: America, were heading back.
Young!America: Yeah!
England: Ah... (Inside my body... it's melting gradually) What's the matter with me?
(Flashback, in the rain)
America: Im sorry... For up to now... thank you.
