Chapter 11. Flowers Flow as Winds Blow

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"So... Its been a while since we got to get together like this and just talk, huh?" My sister says to me as she glances over at the other people walking in the park.

I remained silent. Not only was my sister super dry and boring to be around but she was also older than me by six years, her reaching 28 while I was 22. And because of this, all of the times we go out and have some sibling bonding time, it always just ends up being awkward.

In the corner of my eyes I see my sister look over at me, waiting for me to say something back to her, "Huh? Oh yeah... it's been quite a while."

My sister sighed and sat up straight on the park bench, "I mainly wanted to talk to you about the company you are going to inherit." My full attention turns to her.

She continues, "Father said I wasn't a good match anymore all because you killed more people than me... and you only stared to kill last year! I've been doing this for over five years!"

"Not my fault you suck..." I mumbled softly to myself, making my sister roll her eyes.

She looks away from me and sighs, "Look... I know you aren't one to like me, but it's not my fault that mother's dead... it's yours."

Her words make me tense up and I feel anger wash over me like never before. I can't even look at her without feeling automatically disgusted. Even if I was the one that shot her, it's not my fault.

"I watched you shoot her, Kunikuzushi. And you had the audacity to try and blame father for it? You really believe that he didn't love her? He never told you to shoot her! You did it yourself!"

I look down into my lap, a cherry blossom slowly lands down on my thigh, causing me to sigh. Flicking it off, I lean back and groan.

In the corner of my eyes I see my sister look back at me. She keeps her eyes locked to my face before speaking, "one word of advice brother; respect father, because one day he might show you that he really doesn't want anything to do with you... luckily you can already tell I don't want anything to do with you either but y'know, keep an eye out for that man."

And with that, my sister stands up and walks off, leaving me sitting on the bench alone stumped by her words.

Listen, she wasn't wrong, I really could tell she didn't give a fucking shit about me... but father? He sure was different. Ever since that day when I was 16, father acted a lot more smiley and open with me... much more caring, to say the least. It always threw me off guard, like; I killed your wife you dipshit! Why the hell are you smiling at me?!

After I finally snapped out of my train of thought, I stood up and began making my way down the path from the park.

I quickly made my way home and straight into my room so I can't be unfortunate enough to spot that old man and my brat of a sister.

When I step into my room, I slam the door shut and fall onto the floor with a groan while I rub my face out of frustration. I flip over onto my stomach and take out my phone to see that I have a text from Kazuha.

{Kazuha}

{Hey Scaramouche, sorry to bother you but I just wanted to say thank you for letting me hang out with you yesterday, it really cleared my mind off of some things that were bugging me.}

I sigh at the message and toss my phone away before rolling over again onto my back and staring up at my ceiling in distraught silence. I throw my jacket off and reach into my pocket to take out the same pocket knife I used to kill that guy who was following me. Looking over at it, I trace my finger over the engraved letters formed on the silver blade.

Flowers flow as the winds blow

That's what it says along the top of the blade. To this day, I still have no clue why that's what it says... but I like it.

I toss the knife away and stand up off of the floor before flopping down onto my bed. Closing my eyes gently, I feel the dark swallow me whole as I get enveloped into the familiar feeling of peace.

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I'm sorry you guys for taking so long to finally finish this, I just completely lost motivation until now😭

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