Koneko couldn't believe what Vet-sama had just said. "The only conclusion that I have... is that she died of a broken kokoro." Hitoshi stood up, his scarlet eyes flaming. "Doctor, listen to me. Raku-chan is a trooper. No, she's a fighter. There's no way she could die of a broken heart. I know deep down inside that Raku-chan will be back, and we will all have our kawaii-fun times just like always. I know that. I have faith. Raku-chan will be back someday." he mumbled. He was lying. Lying to himself. He outstretched his hand to Koneko-chan and asked, "Are you with me, good pal?" The amber eyed Neko sighed. "Hitoshi-san, I think you're just in denial." It was too late for Raku-chan. She was gone. "You killed Raku-chan with your love for me, you dirty scoundrel you" Bokutachi-san replied as if he had any right to say that after the things he had done. Hitoshi-san sighed. Koneko-chan left. It all happened so fast, she could barely process what had happened. Sigh... she's gone. I need to think.. I better go on a kawaii walk-chan to help process my thoughts and emotions. she thought. She went out on the same path that she went on with Raku-chan every day before she passed. She got to the spot they had met Bokutachi-san. If only they hadn't met. But it was no use to think about hypothetical situations. It was too late to change anything. Raku-chan was gone and there was nothing Koneko-chan could do to change it. Her funeral was on friday.
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