Soukoku Mini Stories

Three Betrayals. (Story 32)

TW: Suicide. This story is based on a character's story / personal story. (Scaramouche Genshin Impact)

"You disobeyed a direct order, Chuya." "Boss, it was for" "I don't want to hear your pity excuses. Your done, Chuya." Chuya's heart and body froze up. "Sir, I-" "Your lucky I'm not going to kill you, now get the hell out before I change my mind." Chuya set his pork pie hat down on the floor leaving the Mafia's headquarters, for good.

Tears stream down his cold pale cheeks, his family, his home, and his joy has been taken away from him. "What do I do now?" He questioned, he lowered his head soon realizing the answer. He walked to Yokohama bridge, cars passing by him, the stars in the sky twinkling. Chuya sat at the edge of the bridge looking down into the deep blue sea, the water looked darker than usual since it was midnight in Yokohama.

He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket lighting it. "It took three betrays for me to finally understand the world is just an elaborate tapestry of lies." He blew smoke out of his mouth, a smile appeared on his lips. 

"The first to betray me a god, my creator." Chuya took off his black leather gloves throwing them below into the sea. "My father." he clenched his hands, "The second was a human, my family, the sheep, my friend." Chuya lifted his shirt touching his stab scar wound from Buichirō Shirase. "The third was exactly like me, hope for the future. My very own partner." Chuya blew more smoke from his mouth, and the memories flooded in his mind of him and Osamu Dazai working together on missions. A sigh escaped his lips, "Humans, they can't be trusted now can they?" Chuya smiled embracing the silence for a few seconds, "I trusted my father, I trusted my sheep family, I trusted shity Dazai." He frowned saying his partner's name. 

"The gods fill me with pure loathing, so I say good riddance!" Chuya stood up stopping on his cigarette, tears dripping down his cheeks. He pulled out a knife from his coat pocket, "I denounce this world, and I will laugh at its face!" Chuya started deranged laughing to himself, drivers passing by looking at him in concern. 

"Are you okay Dazai? You look tense..." Atsushi asked him and Dazai were out shopping, He was looking at a text message from his former boss. Dazai looked over, "Huh? Oh, sorry I just...something has come up." "What is it? Where do we need to" "No Atsushi, it's personal to me." Dazai's eyes spotted a figure on the Yokohama bridge standing near the edge, "If that's who I think it is..." He mumbled under his breath, "Hey Atsushi, there is something I need to take care of really quick. I'll be right back." Dazai left Atsushi stunned and confused as he made his way quickly to Yokohama's bridge. 

"Haha! My chest will never again be defiled by worldly filth!" Chuya smiled looking down into the ocean, he turned around to look at the cars passing by, and the bridge one last time. "The moon is surely beautiful tonight isn't it, Dazai?" Chuya looked over seeing his partner running towards him, a smile formed on Chuya's lips, tears pouring out of his blue eyes.

"I will scrub away every last trace of human emotion." Just as the words came out of his mouth, he pushed himself backward falling into the abyss of the ocean, he took the knife and stabbed himself in the heart, he choked out blood, letting go of the knife. He closed his eyes, he couldn't feel any more human emotion, he was free at last- "Chuya! Chuya! Chuya!!" He opened his eyes seeing his partner screaming his name, tears started forming in Chuya's dull eyes, and he instantly regretted his decision. Dazai stood at the edge of the bridge watching his former partner fall into the ocean abyss, "This is my fault...you were just trying to save me." Dazai clenched his tan coat, tears dripping onto the cement.