Be Happy || Tokyo Revengers ||

Chapter 19

"Iza-nii?"

Oh, how he missed her soft voice that always called him by that nickname she had given him when they first met.

He tilted his head slightly, earrings dangle by the movement as he smile.

"It's been a while, Shiro. Is your family still the same?"

Shiro frowned, glaring at the ground beneath her. Words couldn't describe how much she despised her parents. Her fist clenched tighten, drawing out blood.

Izana gently held both her hands, preventing her from harming herself as his thumbs caressing her upper  hands. Shiro stared at the boy without saying anything while he just continues to caress her hands. The peaceful moment soon come to an end when they heard a shout, along with the sound of gunshot.

In a matter of second, Shiro was pulled into someone's chest and she could feel a warm substance spreading on her body.

She snapped out and looked up frantically, "Iza-nii! Are you okay?!"

He grunts in pain and staggered a little when he tries to stand straight. He clutches his left shoulder, trying to stops the bleeding. "Fuck... Kisaki, get that fucker here!"

Kisaki did as he ordered and went towards the attacker, beating him down and dragged him by the collar.

Just as the man being thrown by Izana's feet, he stomped hard on the attacker's shoulder repeatedly and the man cries out in pain.

"You think that hurts? I literally had been shot, fucking shit head!" He grabbed the gun and shot the man's shoulder without a second thoughts. "Shiro." He called out, looking at her from his shoulder. "This fucker is one of your family's dog, isn't it?"

That question made Shiro unease and she slowly nodded in response. She isn't stupid, she put two dots together and she know the answer. Judging by his question, he too know the answer.

"But, we had a deal... He couldn't have ordered them to kill me if I obey his orders. I've been distancing myself from Toman's and did whatever he wants... This doesn't make sense." She muttered, trying to find a reasonable reason.

"Hmm."

Izana kicked the man's face, "Explain or I'll kill you, along with your family." The craze glints in his eyes was enough to make the man speak from fear.

"O-okay! Master order me to kill you today! After you're gone, they will label it as suicide to the public." He cries out of fear while explaining.

"Why now? After all these years, why kill me now?" She chuckled bitterly. "Then what's the point of that deal?"

"He wants you to distance yourself with the others and overworked yourself so they will be convinced that you kill yourself because of the stress. It's the perfect plan to finally get rid of you." He sniffed, breathing heavily.

".....

Does Seijuro know? "

She dreaded of his answer. She need to know if her twin brother was involved with the plan to kill her or not.

"No." She let out a breath of relieved. She don't know what she will do if her twin want her dead. "The young master obviously going to interfere if he knew."

This made her confused and urged him to continue. "... After you left all injured everyday, the young master confront master about holding back his strength and begs him to stop." He bits his lips, slowly loosing consciousness.

"That's enough information." Izana cuts in. He aim his gun to the man's head with a evil smile, "Die."

The man laid on the floor, lifeless. Bloods pooling on the ground as Izana laugher filled up the tense atmosphere. He soon stops and turns to Shiro. She took a few steps back after seeing the crazy looks in his eyes. The boy in front of her was no longer the boy she once knew.

"Why don't you kill them?"

"... Kill them?"

"Yes, kill them. Don't you want to be free from their grasp and enjoy your freedom?" He persuaded her, coming closed to her face and he gave her a gentle smile which he always gave years ago. Right now, Izana was the boy she's familiar with which ease her mind a little. "No matter what happens, I'll be by your side. And I hope you do too."

His words were nothing but a bait to get her on his side so his dream could be achieved and the satisfaction he would feel will be worth every penny.

"... Okay."