-Chapter 3-

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Hearing the shouting of people nearby, Chuuya stood up and walked slowly and warily. How do the townspeople always find him or somehow spot him. Just a few days ago, someone called the police and stated they saw a glimpse of ginger hair in the forest. That just doesn't make sense. Chuuya has been surviving fine by himself though. When everyone was searching for him in the forest, he will sneak into town to get the much needed necessities, such as food, clothes and maybe a sword. As the screaming got louder, Chuuya stopped his breathing as he heard the footsteps stop behind the tree he was hiding at. "Did you see him?" A familiar male's voice said, it was his father. "Nothing here! Check East! Don't worry. We'll get him!" The choice that seemed like Daisuke's father was heard from the opposite side of the tree as boots stomping on dead leaves became softer and softer. Soon, it was not silence. Chuuya sighed in relief as he sprinted from one tree to another. Hiding behind each one. Thanks to hide and seek with his friends, he learnt these tricks. No one would win against him in hiding. The bad part was his hair, it stood out in the greens. All Chuuya had to do was pull the hood up and hide his hair. Nothing difficult. Upon reaching a spot far enough from the search group. Chuuya made his way up to the tallest branch of the tree. Climbing rather confidently, he made it up to the branch easily. He could see head bobbing up and down between the tall and dense trees. He could see a familiar pink-hair girl with her gang of friends shouting for the group of adults to go the opposite way. Chuuya smiled slightly but his smile soon turned into a frown when he saw his own father holding a revolver. Was he going to take him alive or dead. Even being injured will be bad anyway. When the crowd was out of sight, Chuuya climbed back down to the forest floor and started walking leisurely. Chuuya looked into his bag and sighed. He had enough food for about a month. He was used to eating only 1 meal anyway. He heard of a nearby town and he had decided to head there to escape his own townspeople. He had took his father's 5 bags of money he was saving with him before he left by the window. Chuuya was regretful of doing it but it was for his own good. His parents were devils anyway. They would even sell their own child for money. They would surely find a way to survive by themselves. They had one less mouth to feed too.


When Chuuya thought the coast was clear, he left his hiding spot behind a bush and walked ahead only to hear crunching of leaves behind him. He clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Chuuya, I've finally found you! Let's go back to town alright?" Chuuya turned to see Daisuke alone. He had rope with him though. Was it to tie him up. As Daisuke walked forward slowly, he chatted sweet words but they didn't fool Chuuya. Every step Daisuke took, Chuuya took a step back as fear consumed them. He was sure that Daisuke had a sort of weapon with him. He started running with Daisuke chasing after. "Chuuya! Come back!" 


Chuuya soon came to a cliff. He cursed under his breath. When he saw Daisuke behind him, he took a step back as he felt a few pebbles fall down the cliff. He took a sharp breath in. He would jump for all he cared. Daisuke was still calming Chuuya down and coming closer to him. Just then, a figure pushed Chuuya off the cliff. Shutting his eyes in fear, he knew his life ended.

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