祭りの後、ミライは部屋に帰る。疲れた体を持て余して、でも、まだ頭の中ではアンコールが聞こえていた。人々の嬉しそうな顔が、子供達の歓声が、蘇ってくる。彼女は一人笑顔でつぶやく。「トリック・オア・トリート」

After the festival, she returns to her room. Her eyes are heavy and her feet are sore, but she can still hear people's cheers ringing in her mind. People's hopes, and the laughter of children, rise as if from the grave. She smiles to herself, alone in her room. "Trick or treat."