Oshi no Ko: The Maestro

Chapter 33: Aqua and Hiroshi's Malevolent Symphony

Aqua's POV:
In the depths of my being, there exists but one relentless yearning, an insatiable hunger that fuels the very core of my existence. It is the elusive elixir that courses through my veins, the ember that refuses to be extinguished, the solitary thought that occupies every crevice of my mind.

Revenge.

It is a tempestuous tempest, a maelstrom of emotions that propels me forward, the centrifugal force that binds my purpose. The desire for vengeance, like an unquenchable thirst, consumes my soul, leaving no room for respite. It is the driving force behind every step I take, and every decision I make.

In the entirety of my existence, there has been nothing that could be termed as ordinary. From the moment I took my first breath until this very instant, my life has been a tumultuous journey. I once believed that this second chance at life was a precious blessing, a gift I would hold close to my heart.

In due time, I came to the stark realization that this existence was far from the blessing I had once imagined. Ai, the renowned idol and the woman who brought me into this world, was the one I held most dear. She shone like a fragile flower amidst a scorched landscape, a radiant star in the darkest of skies.

She was the blessing I yearned for, but it was a fleeting gift not destined to endure. That radiant star, which had once illuminated my world, tragically lost its light before my very eyes. The fragile flower I cherished with all my being had withered away, as Ai met her untimely demise right before my eyes.

In the end, I realized that the most precious people in our lives are often the first to depart as if their time among us is borrowed, fleeting, and fragile. But I couldn't accept it as some sort of tragic fate that Ai met her untimely demise that day. It wasn't a fairy tale, and it wasn't destiny-it was a harsh reality that forced me to confront the dark truth lurking beneath the surface.

As I grieved the loss of Ai, I couldn't escape the nagging suspicion that her death was not a random event. There were too many unanswered questions, and too many pieces that didn't fit together.

Ai's death was indeed a complex puzzle, with each piece bearing its own set of questions and answers. It was a labyrinth of uncertainty that I felt compelled to navigate. Yet, amidst the confusion, one thing remained abundantly clear: the direction in which each puzzle piece pointed me.

The trail of puzzle pieces, each laden with questions and answers, led to one and only person. A man who had been close yet distant, one who should have been called father in this life. With unwavering conviction, I did not doubt that this man was the one responsible for Ai's demise.

The enigmatic figure, though adept at concealing his identity, left a trail that hinted at his deep-rooted involvement within the intricate tapestry of the Japanese entertainment industry. With each clue I unearthed, the path grew clearer, and my determination burned brighter.

I, Aqua Hoshino, swore an unbreakable oath to unveil this man's true face and to exact vengeance for Ai's untimely demise. No obstacle, regardless of its form or magnitude, would deter me from my mission. The tempestuous tempest of emotions that raged within me was my driving force, and I would stop at nothing to see it through to its conclusion.

In the storm of my relentless desire for revenge, amidst the chaos of my pursuit, there was one glimmer of solace, a beacon of light in the darkness of my existence: my sister, Ruby. She was the precious gem that remained untouched by the tempest within me.

Beyond my all-consuming thirst for vengeance, Ruby was the one constant, the one connection to a world that still held the potential for warmth and love.

Throughout my tumultuous journey in the unforgiving landscape of the entertainment industry, I encountered a multitude of individuals, each possessing their own unique talents and quirks. Many of them were indeed special in their own way, and some even had the potential to be allies on my path of revenge. However, none could come close to shaking my resolve or causing me to waver.