After about an hour of driving out of the city, I finally arrived at the village, where I was warmly welcomed by three women, one man, and three children. They were Dora Kyi’s family. After exchanging greetings with Ms. A, Dora Kyi’s granddaughter, a young girl ran up to me. “This child is my daughter, and my grandmother named her ‘Kimura Chibu.’ She must have wanted to remember him very much.” Ms. A smiled with deep emotion and gently admonished her daughter, who had gone outside without applying the protective skin ointment known as “thanaka.” When I asked about Dora Kyi’s current condition, she looked down sadly.