Have you ever thought what death would be like? Would you feel pain? Would your soul linger in a black void, or perhaps haunt the earth? Maybe your entire life will flash before your eyes. Or god could say, "F*ck it. Give them time travelling powers...
Takemichi reads some files with a disgusted face. "Man... The Tokyo Manji Gang is crazy."
"Mikey is extremely careful." Naoto types away at his keyboard. "Even the police can't track him down. His phone is also probably a burner that he got under a fake name. His address isn't in his name either."
"Yeah, for real. The number he gave me in the past doesn't work either."
I stare at Takemichi.
"What?"
"...Were you dropped on your head as a kid? No sh*t it doesn't work. That was twelve years ago."
"Oh...yeah."
"It won't be easy to find him." Naoto faces us. "Takemichi, sort through those documents." He points over at the pile on the floor next to his whiteboard.
"Okay." He picks it up and brings it over to me so I could help. "Wow...reading these remind me how awful the Tokyo Manji Gang is again."
"Please be quite...hm? Who is this?"
Both Takemichi and I walk over to see Naoto's computer screen. "He's one of the managers of Toman, Atsushi Sendo."
"Akkun!"
"Akkun?" Naoto eyes Takemichi. "Was he one of your friends?"
"Yeah!"
"Hm? That's weird. If that's him, he should have been arrested for stabbing a guy named Kiyomizu Masataka when he was sixteen years old. He would be a small-time hoodlum after being released from prison... Could it be... This is because the past was changed?"
"That has to be it! Since Akkun didn't attack Kiyomasa, he didn't get arrested by the police."
"Takemichi, you became friends with Mikey, so Sendo did too."
"...So Akkun is a big shot in Toman now?"
"...! Can you contact Sendo?"
"Uh, yeah, I think. I would have to go back to my place and find his number though."
"If we can contact present day Sendo, then he will be able to contact Mikey! Come on Takemichi, let's go!"
~~~~Time Skip~~~~
"O-Okay, listen you two. This place isn't exactly...clean."
"I imagined so..."
"Yeah, this is you after all." I agree with Naoto. "Though, who would have thought you were my neighbor...and live directly above me. Hm, I live next to an idiot."
"Rude." Takemichi opens the door to his apartment. The smell was the first thing to hit Naoto and me. We immediately pinch our noses and looked disgusted.
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