𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 《𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓》

𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤

It has been a long week, full of fights and investigations of the location of Ao Amai. The only thing that Frank explained to me is that he has some type of virus. He promised me that if we find him he would explain all of this issue, for the moment I am only receiving orders.

Now I am in one of the buildings Frank wants me to investigate, the other thing he explained to me is that all this issue engulfs the darkness of Academy City and one of its projects. It is easy to enter, after all, all these weaklings can't stop me. Step by step, I am getting into the command center. My punches and kicks impact the faces of all the people that try to stop my step.

After some minutes I arrive at my objective, and all the people were pointing at me with their guns. I raise my eyebrow, starting to feel annoyed. Why do they have to fuck me so much? I only want the stupid information and go home to sleep a little after drinking my hot chocolate. When I think about my great delicacy, a fucking person interrupts me." Hands up where I can see them""I'm not in the mood, I was only looking for some information. Tell me, where is Ao Amai?"

No one answers me, they start shooting without even seeing where they are pointing. I sigh and, resigned, I pick up my beautiful black and purple Kusarigama. With my right hand, I grab the handle of the Kama (kama is the sickle that is located at one end), and with the other hand, I grab the Kusari (the name given to the chain) and start to spin it in front of me to the bullets. Finally, when all is complete of fume, and they can't see me, I extend the weapon to one of them and bring him to me and then kill him with the Kama of my right hand. The panic begins to spread inside the room, some of them try to escape, and the others shoot blindly trying to hit me. One by one started falling, usefully trying to beat me, but they attacked me first, so it is their fault, I only wanted to talk a little. Finally, when they are all KO, I look at the only person in this place that didn't try to kill me.

"Alright, you have seen what happened to your mates, tell me what I want to know, and I won't kill you. It's your decision" I say crossing my arms with a serious voice and my hood still covering my face while I look at the scene of blood and bodies, I wince and turn to look directly at the sole survivor of this sea of blood.

My eyes open in surprise, realizing he is just a little boy. My heart squeezes with a penalty when I see his face contorted in the terror because of the scene he has just witnessed. I start to walk against him until I am next to him. He tries to move away from me by taking a step back, but it seems that he has no strength left because of the trembling of his knees falling to the ground.

I extend my hand to put it on his cheek and caress it with my thumb. While I do this, I smile with affection to calm him a little and let him know I am not going to hurt him. Fortunately, this time I am not stained with blood, so nothing disturbs the beautiful scene. The boy's face, slowly, goes from a terror's face to a confused one. While he is thinking about what to say, I start analyzing his face. He has beautiful bright honey eyes, and brown hair, and his skin is slightly tanned. The boy opens his mouth to talk, but no sound foes out from his mouth.

"Don't worry, you don't have to talk if you can't."

Tears appear in his eyes and start falling silently on her cheeks, all that is heard is a muted cry for help. It seems that he is desperately asking for it through her eyes. And his tears, one by one land on the ground being forgotten, it seems as if he is cleaning his eyes of all the darkness in which he was wrapped, and thus you shine like a precious diamond expectant of all the light that you will receive thanks to his savior. The boy grabs the front of my shirt with his little hands and hugs me. My heart melts, and I can't stop a smile from appearing on my face. I lift him off the ground and put his legs around my torso and his head on my neck. I can feel how my shirt is getting wet, but I don't mind.