"Entitled To: Shirabu Kenjirou, Firstborn and only child of the Shirabu Family;
I hereby declare that if anyone so happens to stumble across this will, it would be very wise of you to halt here and no longer proceed. This is a confidential will that only Shirabu Kenjirou and Semi Eita will have permission reading. Reading further will be breach of privacy and even dead, the action will not be tolerated and legal actions will be carried forth.
Now that I hope no one further reads, I can say what needs to be said.
Today, the day I, your Father, write this will, is the day we die. We are currently with Tsutomu and as you know by now, we are dead. Don’t worry. We knew we would die and we were more than ready. This day would come sooner or later and I'm glad it's by Tsutomu's hand because he won't make us suffer. I'm glad he's the one doing it so do not, for a second, be angry at him. We were the ones who chose this in the first place.
You would never know, Kenjirou, never did we want you to know and now that we're dead, it won't matter if you do or not. Nothing can happen to you now as long as Eita is there. We sent him to watch over you but Tsutomu told us he ended up taking a liking to you. We're glad it was him. Stay with him and don't do anything foolish as long as you may live.
I can see your expressions already, face pulled into a questioning look and a heavy frown. Stop. We were associated with criminal activities too and even as Lawyers, we knew it was illegal but extra money had to come from somewhere. We know you're a Doctor and intend to save lives but not once did we murder and initiated in other ways. And because of us joining, a mistake happened somewhere in a drug transaction with the Cartel and you were unfortunately pulled in.
It was crazy. The problem happened with us, the Cartel found out our one and only son was in Mexico, and we sent Eita to watch over you since he's familiar with that side of the world, you stumbled into him on the first week he arrived, and because you witnessed a shooting as a civilian, you got dragged deeper in. None of that was supposed to ever happen but it did and we can't change it.
Stay safe and don't do any stupidity. We leave you with all our assets and remember, do not stray away from Semi Eita unless necessary.
Signed; Both your parents, Mr and Mrs Shirabu."
"Why do both Tsutomu and my parents specify no one should read? It was so hard gaining ownership of his shit because the lawyers couldn't read it, 'Va ser una tarifa adicional porque no podemos ver todo el testamento’ and now this?" Kenjirou sighed, running a hand through his hair.
(‘It will be an extra fee because we can not see the whole will.’)
"You have the Yakuza? They can help?"
"No fucking way. My parents were lawyers and getting your squad involved will get an investigation on me."
They remained quiet, sitting in stillness in Eita's vehicle, Kenjirou trying to process everything inside his head. This was worse than Tsutomu's will and that said a lot because it took him a solid month to more or less get it over with in his head.
"I didn't protect you because I was forced to. I originally did it as my job," Eita said suddenly, ruining the little bubble of silence. "Your parents showed me the most depressing picture of you I had ever seen and I automatically assumed you were a mean bitch. Wasn't enthusiastic at all but then I got there, got stabbed, and an angel appeared with the most disappointed expression but soft hands and I think I fell when I grabbed that angel's waist to throw him over the fence," Eita explained, a soft expression on his face.
"The hell was that lament for?"
"Well, I just wanted to tell you that in case you assume everything I did was because I was forced to and not because of my own free will from day one even though I was less than impressed to meet you at first," Eita explained, a furrow in his eyebrows as if it were obvious.
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