LOVE IN MADNESS

TRIP TO AMERICA PART 1: "THE JOURNALIST"

It was a long trip but we finally landed in New York after thirteen hours of travel.

The trip was exhausting, sitting on a plane for all that time makes you bored in a thousand ways, although I found it cute to see how Ryoba was lying on my shoulder sleeping peacefully as if the image of that journalist dying from a thousand thoughts couldn't pass through her little head. different ways even if you don't pay much attention to that.

As soon as we arrived we settled into a good room at the Hampton Inn Times Square Central hotel. The reservation was for ten weeks because I wasn't sure how long it would take us to find it.

I was worried about Ayano because I wrote to her every chance I could and I called her a couple of times. It was strange, she seemed more animated than normal as if she were a normal person with feelings, which frankly, rather than making me happy, I worry because that meant that there was Found your special someone.

I could no longer turn back so as soon as we could we began our investigation helped by a mysterious contact that my wife had on her "Info-Chan" phone.

It took us four weeks to find him and another two to know every move he made in the city, it wasn't difficult, he was someone with a monotonous and boring routine like an old man, luckily I was an expert in finding and investigating people for my detective work and well Ryoba already He had a lot of experience in that so in a short time we planned the ideal way to catch him and finish him off.

It was the Friday of the sixth week, while we were in the city when we planned the hit, we were going to lock him in an alley near a cafe he frequented, on a street that was not very busy and near the coast, the perfect place to catch a boat and throw the body where no one can find it.

It was strange to see how Ryoba told me all those things naturally while I gave him my own ideas and so we planned the murder together, literally the most bizarre couple moment in history.

The expected day arrived, we followed him in silence in the morning from his home in a seedy hotel to the Café, there he sat reading the newspaper and eating a donut in silence with complete tranquility as if he didn't know what would be next. pass.

As soon as he came out we waited a bit and followed him, always four steps behind so he wouldn't notice our presence until at an exact point the street was deserted and Ryoba quickly grabbed him and pushed him into the alley, showing himself to be seen by him.

It had been thirty years since I last saw him and the years were certainly not kind to him, his hair was almost completely white while his face looked tired and haggard from years of trouble and suffering.

As soon as he saw Ryoba, his gaze went blank as did his face.

"How did you find me, you damn murderer?" He shouted with the little strength he had left.

"I have my methods," she responded with a smile.

The old man looked at me and begged me for mercy until he recognized me.

"You are that boy, the one she harassed, who is the cause of those murders, how is it possible that you ended up with this monster, you don't care about those girls, her death doesn't weigh on you, maybe you were stupid enough to fall in love with her," the old man repeated. incessantly as he gave me an accusatory look and tried to break free from Ryoba's grip.

-I don't care about them, I love her and that's what matters, unlike you, I can die with a clear conscience -I approached and kissed Ryoba with passion and then took out a knife and approached him to finish the job.

However, before finishing with him, police sirens began to sound and that's when I understood, he was not fighting, he was buying time, when I took his coat off he had a tracker that I knew from my work was only used by the authorities.

-I still have friends in America, maybe in Japan everyone believes you but here things are different, here I win-he began to laugh victoriously while he could hear the sirens getting closer and closer.

At that moment Ryoba let him go and took my arm to try to escape, we ran hard but in the end they caught up with us, I thought it was the end but before they caught up with us Ryoba gave me a kiss and pushed me, I fell into the sea while I could. hearing the sirens land and the officers arresting my wife.

I wanted to get out of it and help her but reason took control and I couldn't do anything to help her, when I finally got out she was gone.

I ran to the hotel with all my strength and after changing into dry clothes I went to the station where they were holding her to try to get her out, paying her bail or testifying against the journalist.

Luckily when I found her the journalist was not near her so I approached the commander to talk and try to get her out of it.

-Excuse me, sir, but that would be impossible, that woman is accused of attempted murder and she will go to trial in two weeks.

-That's stupid, she's innocent, you received They filed a false complaint and I demand that she be released.

-That will be determined by the judge, I suggest that you calm down and look for a lawyer, thanks to the anonymous call from a resident we were able to prevent that murder.

-You are wrong, but I will prove it to you in court, I demand to see it. -I said angrily

-Who are you to demand to see it. -She questioned me as she raised an eyebrow.

-She is my wife -I answered confidently and angry.

"Okay, follow me here," he said irritably.

As soon as I got to the small room I could see her calm with an orange jumpsuit that made her look strange, after all she always tried to wear purple since it was my favorite color, seeing her behind the glass I felt furious while she gave me a tender smile on the other side.

"Honey, you came to see me," she told me excitedly with a beautiful smile on her lips.

"I'll get you out of here, I promise, I'm already working on it, but you'll have to wait a little until the trial," I told her excitedly as I looked at her, it hurt me to see her like that.

-Please hurry up, I couldn't stand being away from you for long, plus this color is horrible, I only like to wear purple, your favorite color. -Those words were so tender to me, although at the same time it broke my heart. I had never been away from each other for so long. my wife.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best to get you out of here as quickly as possible and then we'll continue with our thing," I told her more calmly, hoping that she would calm down too.

-Okay, but promise me that you won't fall in love with anyone else while I'm locked up here. -I would never do it. I love her too much to do that to her, plus I know the consequences of trying.

-How could I do it, I love you and I will get you out of here -It was true, thirty years of relationship were enough to say with certainty that I love her and I will not abandon her for anything in the world.

We joined our hands through the glass and then I had to leave when I realized that the journalist had arrived - That broke my heart to be behind armored glass while she saw her there alone and far from me.

I won't stop, you'll see, he doesn't know who he messed with, he should never have done this to my pretty wife, he will pay the consequences for messing with Jokichi Aishi.

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