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"ah, what a beautiful day. the sun is shinning, the birds are chirping, bitches are crying and complaining.. truly a perfect day for sleepi-"
the doors burst open violently, making the girl jump in her place and look at the intruder...
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DECEMBER 10, 2005
walking back to her house after spilling everything to kazutora and leaving him speechless, the girl felt a little lighter. she told him about her father's letter, about being approached by the police, about her teacher's death...about everything. everything except him being one of the reasons for her doing this. she didn't want him to feel bad. kazutora made her promise not to do anything too risky and to make sure to come back to them alive, in return he'll cover her tracks as much as possible.
but will that be needed?
sano manjiro sat in her house with a straight face, imaushi koutaro's letter to his daughter in his hand. all kinds of emotions were surging through him. he didn't know whether to be sad or angry...whether to be mad at hoshiko for keeping this away from him... he didn't know what to feel. he wanted draken to be by his side, to hear his opinion on this, but he didn't want to worry him or become a snitch.
"mikey? what are you doing he—" hoshiko asks but stops as she sees what he's holding. "how did you find that?"
"it was on the table. not even hidden."
she flinches at the tone of his voice and remembers that she didn't put it away after rereading it yesterday.
"do you realise...you.." he didn't know what to say. finding out how the syndicate works and their purpose was chilling. but when he realised that hoshiko is now apart of this...it made him sick.
"calm down...mikey..."
"are you leaving me...shichin? just like shinichiro, pah-chin and baji?"
"i'm not going anywhere, mikey."
the boy chuckles bitterly, sending shivers down the girl's spine. she looks down at her own shoes with a frown.
"not going anywhere? what do you mean? the letter says it all! the number one dies! it's a tradition! was i that much of a bad friend...that you actually want to die? you joined the syndicate knowing all of this, after all."
"mikey..."
"i knew from the start, that the racing is a bad idea...that toman doesn't need a treasury. money just..."
"I'M NOT DOING THIS FOR MONEY!"
"THEN WHY?! WHY ARE YOU BREAKING YOUR PROMISE?!"
"BECAUSE I CAN'T LIVE WITH MYSELF KNOWING THAT PEOPLE ARE DYING BECAUSE MY OLD MAN WAS MESSED UP! HOW MANY DIED IN ALL THOSE YEARS?? HOW MANY WILL KEEP ON DYING?!"
