Strange times (Soukoku?)

such sour sickness!

Warning
- stuff with sickness
- probably gross
- gore?
- blood
- cringe (?)

XX/29/23

Starting today, I shall write down my symptoms from Chuuya-kun's bite. It's been 2 hours since, I've disinfected the bite, however, it continues to swell and let out pus.

XX/30/23

It's officially been a day, I've been having sores and aches. Though, it could be my age catching up. Nothing significant.

XX/31/23
It's been 2 days, things have escalated. I've been feeling horribly nauseous, however, as the boss of the Port Mafia, I must not let any of my subordinates know. However, Koyou-kun is starting to get suspicious of Chuuya-kun's "disappearance". I don't know how long I can keep the lie up

XX/1/24

Everything is horrible. Somehow, in only 3 days, I've started to cough blood. The bite is only getting worse. No matter what I do, it continues to bleed and bleed and spurt out green pus and clear liquid. The more I inspect it, the more of my muscle I see. I've noticed physical changes too. I've gotten paler, my hair has been thinning too (however, that could also be due to age). I'm hoping no one notices yet.

XX/2/24

Everything hurts, there's more blood, I've been getting lightheaded, I think this bite might be lethal. Vampires don't turn other people into vampires, no...it's worse...they torture the human slowly, forcing their body to give out. However. I'm not going to let that happen. I'm not going to die.

★

Mori stares at the journal, he hasn't written in it for the past month, as he has lost his ability to write.

He sighs, watching Elise colour a picture. The incident...it's been playing ever since it happened. Chuuya killing all those people, it was horrific. But, his mind is focused on one thing. How many people saw Chuuya? If it was just 4, then Mori could easily scare them into not talking. However, no matter the number, Mori doesn't know who. This was a nightmare. Maybe he should've chose another subordinate, like-

His thoughts are interrupted by his own violent coughs. Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, black... All he can remember is falling to the ground. He's not dying. He can't. The Mafia. He. He can't. No.

★

Everything went black. Mori weakly opened his eyes, no one had seen him faint, other than Elise, but she could care less. He didn't know much. But, he knew one thing. His days were numbered.

Author's note

I'm really sorry about the short chapters and the break. I haven't come up with much, but I'm thinking at ending this story at around 25 ish (maybe) chapters. Or maybe moving to AO3. I don't know. But, worry not, this story will continue, EVEN IF ITS A TRAINWRECK. thank you for reading this abomination.

(Might edit this chapter later)