Higuchi
I had no help from the Black Lizard. I had no help from the other mafia members. So I contacted the only person I knew would help me.
The woman who was in love with Akutagawa-senpai. I adored Yoko Tawada, she was beautiful, smart, and strong.
Though I heard from Chuuya Nakahara and others that her temper gets her into trouble.
Meaning she was perfect for the occasion. Though his injuries probably hit her harder than even myself.
"They in there?" She asked. I nodded leaning against the wall beside the door.
When we bust in there were men everywhere. Hundreds of them all with automatic rifles.
Yoko was so fast I couldn't catch up with her movements. She dodged every bullet flawlessly, stabbing, shooting, and punching men to death.
I was amazed by her, inspired even. I stood out from behind a crate and began shooting the remaining men. There were still so many.
Yoko was getting overrun and I was running low on ammunition. We were in a desperate situation.
That's when I felt the immense pain. Familiar. The pain of lead tearing into your body. A gunshot wound. I dragged myself back to my feet to keep shooting.
But the pain was overwhelming.
Yoko froze where she was.
"Tawada what are you doing?!" I yelled. She turned around with a smile on her face, so bright, so innocent. She uttered a word, unaudible for me.
A second later branches of silver impaled the men around her. Her smile grew wider with every kill, each passing second getting bloodier.
Then I heard a commotion behind me. The Black Lizard and his men grinning gingerly at me.
Everyone. Thank you.
Yoko danced around, slaughtering men. The Black Lizars's men opeining fire on the mass of them.
The bodies fell one by one until there were none left. Yoko followed me to the back elevator. When it opened he was still lying there undisturbed.
Yoko let out a long held in breathe relieved. Me? I fell to the side of his bed crying my heart out.
"Higuchi?"
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