Cicatrize

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Hello hello! You may be wondering, why the hell is the chapter so late? Well, the answer is that I was having a writer's block and couldn't think about anything past 3 pages. But enough about that, look at this beauty of an art piece by the one and only, @Sending Roses so a huge round of applause and gratitude for this! Honestly, this is just beautiful! As per their statement, this is [Name] in her wedding dress getting married to Nozomi (Ha, foolish children wishing for an impossible event) but I do adore it! Had she been made by a kinder author, I'm sure she would have had her wedding and she would have worn this beautiful dress. Also, her scars?? The attention to detail be like?? Chef's kiss! TYSM for this and I hope you enjoy this chapter, we're getting closer and closer to canon!

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For a moment, you just stood there. Relishing in the feeling of Rappa's big, strong self reduced to a pathetic mess at your feet.

It reminded you of your glory days, but something about bringing this man to his knees brought along a sense of fulfilment. His previous crude remarks echoed in your mind and that managed to kill off any guilt that may have begun to form in you.

But you were pulled out of your ecstatic thoughts when you felt a shift of temperature around you. It was almost familiar...

You turned around to face the figure of whoever was approaching you, your eyes locking onto his form.

The first thing you saw as he entered the alley was his golden eyes that shined brighter than the embers of a fire.

"Chisaki-san." You greeted nonchalantly, as if there wasn't a dying man lying in your feet, at the moment. But it's not like it mattered because the man in front of you didn't seem to spare him a glance either, "[Name]... wasn't it?" He confirmed, testing your name.

You simply raised an eyebrow at him, all previous anger having left your systems thanks to taking it all out on Rappa. Now, you were calm, collected, and back to your old self.

"What brings you here? Perhaps, did you wish to visit Pops?" He questioned, as if he wasn't trying to kill you with his glare alone the last time you met him. But you pushed that aside and shook your head, "No. Rest assured, I had no plans of visiting. I was simply here for some work." At that, his lips curled into an amused smile, but thanks to the black mask he sported, you couldn't see it.

But you could tell he was smiling from the crinkles under his eyes, "I see..." He mused, before turning his gaze towards the half-dead Rappa, "Is he dead?"

"Not yet, no." You confirmed and Chisaki nodded, "Don't mind me, then. Do finish your job." You couldn't help but narrow your eyes at his phrasing.

He knew that this wasn't what you were supposed to do when you referred to your job. Just how long has he been watching you?

Did he listen to your entire mental breakdown?

You couldn't help but frown at the prospect of that. That's no good.

"Is there something I could help you with? It's not like you to just come up to me and greet me." You speculated. Chisaki's amused smile only grew upon hearing your words, "You really are a smart little girl." You kept your gaze stuck to him, watching how he sauntered over to you.

For a second, he was disgusted upon looking at Rappa. The half-dead state you had left him in wasn't the prettiest, you'll admit. But if your guess is right, then perhaps Chisaki's mysophobia might have to be at play here.

"You're right, I don't really like you enough to approach you out of the blue." He admitted. "But you see–" he stopped and turned to you, an unreadable look in his eyes.