CHAPTER - 8

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Beside Shinichiro's grave, Takemichi found solace amidst the silent echoes of the past. Tears, each a testament to untold stories, carved their path down his face. The desire to end Kazutora's existence had been fierce, yet Baji's tears acted as an unexpected anchor, halting the impulsive tide.

Takemichi, addressing the sacred resting place: "Delinquency wasn't my path of choice. My promise to Izana bound me to this fate, and now, my expressions betray the internal turmoil."

A voice cut through the graveyard's stillness: "Takemichi?"

Takemichi, wiping away the remnants of his struggles: "Emma!" Her sudden presence sent shockwaves through the serene atmosphere.

Emma, eyes filled with profound sadness: "Why are you doing this? Weren't you the one dreaming of a happy family?"

Takemichi, wearied by the weight of his choices: "Let's find another place to talk. Shinichiro's grave deserves peace."

Emma, questioning: "Why? Do you regret your actions?"

Takemichi, a heavy sigh escaping him: "I haven't done anything wrong. I'm merely trying to help my brother."

Emma, struggling to hold back tears: "You've changed, Takemichi."

As Mikey approached, the air thickened with unspoken tension, eyes locking in a silent exchange.

Mikey, puzzled: "Emma? Takemichi? What are you both doing here?"

Takemichi, tension palpable in his response: "Farewell, Emma, and you too."

Emma, gaze pleading, urged him: "Why not come to our house?"

Takemichi, contemplating the web of his choices: "I'll think about it."

Mikey, a mix of confusion and suspicion: "What's going on?"

Takemichi, meeting Mikey's gaze:

Mikey, searching for answers: "Why are you with Emma? What's happening?"

Emma - "W-"

Takemichi - "Mikey... If I explained why we're both here, it would only complicate things for you."

Mikey - "Huh?"

Takemichi - "Like I said, farewell to both of you."

Mikey watched Takemichi leave with a puzzled expression, while Emma gazed at Takemichi with a sense of sadness in her eyes.

.......

In the shadowy recesses of the city, where the echoes of delinquency reverberated through dimly lit alleys, Takemichi found himself standing face to face with Baji once again. The air crackled with unspoken tension as their eyes locked, each harboring a history of shared struggles and diverging paths.

Baji, sitting nonchalantly on a swing, waved toward Takemichi with a hint of recognition. Takemichi approached, his steps carrying the weight of unspoken questions.

Takemichi - "So... what did you want to talk to me about?"

Baji, looking directly into Takemichi's eyes: "Takemichi, you know Kisaki, right?"

Takemichi, recalling the name: "Yeah, I've seen him around. Wasn't he toman third division captain?"

Baji's expression darkened, revealing the gravity of the revelation he was about to share.

Baji - "Yeah, that's him. But he's not just any captain; he's a traitor, using Mikey for his own twisted plans."

Takemichi's eyes widened with a mix of surprise and concern.

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