"It's a bit too late for that, huh?" || SaiOuma/OumaSai ANGST

Chapter Five; I'm Never Getting Rid of Him..

"____, You're going to need to come with me." They gripped 'Mom's forearm tightly, making it almost impossible to escape. She wriggled in their grip, fighting to the best of her abilities against the unknown figure -that she really had known all too well- that refused to let her escape. She saw a smaller figure approach them at rapid speeds, yet it wouldn't be enough and she knew it.

"Mom! No, get your filthy hands off of her!" The shorter person cried, desperately trying to pry the towering figure's hands off of 'Mom.' The figure flicked their wrist and the smaller of the three toppled to the ground, only to watch as the only person who had even come close to being their family was dragged away. 

"..."

Is it over?

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I paced around my office, Maki had found new evidence that suggested that the cast had in fact survived. My throat was dry as hell, and it felt like the weight of the world was balanced on my shoulders. What kind of insane tech did Team Danganronpa truly have? Kokichi flooded my mind again, the hydraulic press had crushed him. What insane tech did they have to even fix that? If there was technology like that everywhere in the world, it would be a much better place I'll tell you that. 

"Shuichi, hey, you alright?" A woman about three inches shorter than me stood in the doorway, her body leaning on the the frame of the door. That woman was my partner for most of my cases, her name was Rin. 

She never shared her last name to me or anyone else, it was a personal kind of thing that I had learned to respect. So we all just used her first name -Rin- instead. As she stared at me waiting for me to respond her raven locks where strewn up into a high pony almost like Maki's hair about three days before, her pale skin could never seem to hide the freckles that speckled around her face, and she had a gun. You heard me, the woman owns a gun. Being in this kind of career, you would need one. Except she always has it on her, she always has weapons with her like Maki. Nonetheless, she's a pretty cool person in my opinion. 

Maki and Rin get along really well, their love of kicking people's asses is their way of bonding. You can occasionally find them sparring in the training facility down the road, I've watched it once. I will fear them for the rest of my damn life.

Rin was the first person to accept me here at the station, I was 16 and incredibly traumatized. She was maybe 18 at the time, and she was always there to listen when Maki it Himiko weren't available. She always seemed to get what I was saying, and gave me hugs despite me not wanting them. Rin apparently had a brother who had joined Danganronpa, and she understood some extent of the pain I felt. She isn't as close as Maki and Himiko considering that she didn't have to survive a death game with us, because that gives you a certain kind of bond that you can't really replicate.

Rin refuses to talk or tell anyone about her brother, but she'll tell me once and awhile about a story when she was younger with him. She never mentions his name, but she smiles a bit when talking about him. She never ever talked about her parents though, not once. If you looked at her arm you could see a scar on her shoulder from something, it looked old even when I met her so I never thought to question it. She had once ran into my house, apartment at the time, with a black eye when I was 17. I had asked her what had happened, but all she could muster out was a whisper about her dad or something. She begged me not to do anything, and since then I haven't. What evidence would I have now to put him behind bars? Rin doesn't live with him anymore, much to my relief.

I stared into her vivid fuchsia eyes, and nodded. It was a way of telling her that I needed a couple minutes before we could talk. She nodded and took a seat in my guest chair just like Maki had a few days before, staring at the cast photo behind me. If she made any kind of expressions, I wouldn't know because I was paying no attention to her whatsoever.