Furtive Ignominy (COMPLETED)

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CHAPTER 39

Y/n was left behind in the huge yet empty condo alone. She was sitting on her bed with her phone that had a tiny crack on the screen which was from Satoru's grip. She wiped her face with her empty hand before her phone rang. Geto was calling.

Her shoulders stiffened as she saw his name but soon shook her head trying to ease the throbbing pain in her head before she answered it but didn't say any words.

["Y/n, can I meet you? I need to give you something."] Geto asked.

"No." She firmly stated but soon added, "I can't," to make it sound like she didn't mean any disrespect. She was just careful not to go with anybody right now not because she didn't trust Geto but she was not dumb not to take Satoru's point of view into consideration.

["I know they're suspecting me... everybody does and I understand if you don't want to cooperate with me—"]

"I will help you, Satoru might not see it right now but..." Y/n hesitated for a moment. "How can I be sure that I can trust you? That you're not the real Satsujin..."

[You're quite a dum-dum, Y/n. You're only asking me that now?"] Geto laughed from the other line which made Y/n's stomach churn. [But if you really want evidence, I have proof that would identify the suspect."]

"Who's your suspect?" she demanded.

"Y/n, I can't name them yet."

Y/n's fists clenched beside her, and she could feel the loss of blood in her fingers from the tight hold. Thinking what reason could there be not to trust her with the name of the suspect. Her heart thumped in her chest as she thought how could she trust him if he was not going to trust her of a single name. "Who is your goddamn suspect?!" Y/m hollered.

["Naoya Zenin..."]

Y/n let out a deep breath that she didn't know she was holding all this time and wiped the sweat that was copiously cascading down her chin. She staggeringly nodded her head as she pants obstreperously, "Naoya... yes. Naoya Zenin." She whispered with a hint of relief as if a huge thorn was ripped out of her chest.

["Why are you heaving? Are you running?"]

"N-No, just... nothing." She chuckled, masking her nervousness. "Just, get that bitch already."

["I will."] There was a long pause before Geto spoke once again. ["Y/n, I want to give something if it all goes south."]

"What is it?"

["I will send you a file, containing all the evidence that would lead to Naoya. Photos, records, everything..."] Geto said. ["I will entrust a copy to you, Y/n."]

"W-Why me?" Y/n's breath began to hitch up again. "Just give to Yaga or Nanami or Toge---"

["I have given it to Nanami and Toge but not Yaga because Yaga was totally with Satoru right now, I... I can't risk anything that would lead me as traitor or something."] Geto chuckled in the other line. ["I can accept to die branded as a killer but I can't live branded as a traitor."]

"Geto..."

["Yes?"]

"Why are you doing this?"

["Doing what?"]

"This. You're ruining your life, literally everybody in your place is after you and yet you're still pushing this thing? Why don't you just give up and let Satoru handle this! He can handle himself pretty well," Y/n said in almost one breath.

Geto chuckled, [Thank you, Y/n. And I know Toru can handle himself. But... as you can see, he's stubborn as a bull. He doesn't even believe you.]

"If you just told him before—"