Future Diary 2: New Survival Game

Chapter 32: The Joke About Yukiteru

A/N: Fourth's Pee Oh Vee

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The day started as usual. I woke up at 7:00 am in the morning, ate breakfast with Cassy, Dan, and Joshua. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Joshua's now living with us since the Monk incident. As we finished eating breakfast, Cassy gathered the plates and placed them in the sink. Dan went out to get some fresh air while doing his daily morning routine. Joshua slept on the couch. Man, he loves sleeping. Boo hoo.

I bid them goodbye as I went outside to do a morning jog when I suddenly noticed a guy in a black suit aiming his gun at me. I tried running away but the man swiftly pulled the trigger and shot me in the leg. Suddenly, blue aura began emitting from my diary and the pain that I was expecting never came. It seemed like the aura somehow nullified the attack, rendering the assault useless against me.

"Very useful, I'd say." I muttered evilly. "Impossible! There's no way a future diary could have that kind of power… unless…" The guy began as I wielded and swung my spear across, striking the guy's diary.

In an instant, his body reacted the same way as the diary's damage appeared: I sliced the diary in two, and the Third showed a large gash forming across his body.

There was no blood leaking, but he disappeared in a flash the moment I destroyed his diary. Finally, after all these days! I have finally killed the Third with ease.

"What was he about to say regarding 'unless'?" Cassy pondered out loud.

"I don't know what he was babbling about, but it was his mistake for letting his guard down." I told them, attaching the 'spear' onto my back securely. I checked my future diary, and was relieved at the message:

"Test successful. Two reasons for success: You passed Yukiteru's test… and you prevented the Third from spilling the secret about the origins of your diary's power." *insert smiley here*

Cassy's cell went off as well, but her message read "Dead End avoided".

"We definitely avoided death today, you two." I muttered suddenly, relieved at my victory. "Fourth, what is your reason for being in this survival game?" Dan asked.

"Eh? My reason for playing this demented game? I don't have a reason to play yet, but I guess you could say I'm playing this to defend you from the other contestants." I explained, now beginning to think about the question more thoroughly.

"There's another reason for me to be playing, but you won't understand it if I tell you. The reason for me to play is simple: For my freedom."

"Your freedom? What do you mean 'Your freedom'?" Cassy asked, now more curious than ever.

"Tch… I knew you wouldn't get it if I told you, but here's a simpler version: I'm playing because my client asked me to, and he is a diary holder as well."

"Your employer must really care about me enough to drag you into this twisted game." Dan commented.

"Well, it's not my business about what my client's reasons are, but I'm only doing my job." I told them somewhat coldly.

"So, that means you won't be friends with me after this crazy game is over?" He asked, now thinking about the possible outcome of the survival game.

"Heh, you're already thinking about what happens at the end of the game? Don't worry about it, Dan. Once the game is over, my job to protect you will be over, but my friendship with ya isn't leaving. That much I can assure you. Go home, and get some rest. I'll call you if I get any word on another diary holder's movements to get to you." I retorted.