The Gangster Had Fallen

Epilogue

"Please, p-please, I could pay you t-twice the price if you give me more time!" A middle-aged man pleaded, lowering his head until it touched the dusty wooden floor, tears flowing down his tan cheeks. His buff physique doesn't suit with his current pitiful actions. He's desperately begging for his endangered life.

A petite blue-haired male sat on the couch, gazing down at his form with a dissatisfied look. He elegantly tightened his red necktie, sighing. "More time, you say?"

The man shook in fear when he heard his tremendous voice filled with killing intent. He eagerly bobbed his head up and down, sniffling. "Y-yes! I-i'll work hard to earn money! I promise you, I'll pay you back!"

The bluenette's cerulean orbs glinted with such viciousness, chuckling. The small and old apartment was full of his soft laughters, some of his subordinates couldn't help but to shiver in fear as they already know what's going to happen. When he deliberately stopped, a ringing silence was heard. Later on, he pulled out a gun from his blazer, putting it down in front of the kneeling man's hands. "You know what to do."

The man sobbed, sitting up straight with a sickly pale face. "B-but I'll pay you! I could do anything, just don't kill me!"

"I'm not going to kill you." Nagisa deadpanned, staring at him without any shown emotions. "You are going to kill yourself."

The other male gasped in horror, bloodshot eyes widened with disbelief. He quivered in fear, furiously shaking his head. "N-no! No!"

"Why not?" Nagisa asked, leaning back as his arm propped themselves at the back of the couch. He smiled at him, "Azure Serpent gave you an entire year to pay your five million debt. But what did you do? You've wasted the money on useless things, casinos, women, and drugs.

"And not to mention, you've caused quite a lot of trouble. You think I didn't know? Now tell me, how does it feel to be at your lowest? You murdered a total of fifteen people, raped children, and robbed small pawnshops. They're all enough reasons to kill you, scum. What can you say to defend yourself? Death is right in front of you." Nagisa said, the temperature of the place constantly dropped as he told him his crimes.

The man froze.

Nagisa smirked, tapping his shoe on the ground. "And oh, I forgot to say that I also heard every words that you said this past year. Ah, if I wasn't mistaking it, you wanted me to be your slut and make me beg for you?"

The man gulped the lump in his throat, not knowing what to reply now that he's cornered. Nagisa's subordinates watched the scene, amazed at how their boss could handle and control the situation. They knew that the man won't escape that one since they indeed heard him as he cursed the entire mafia while partying at a bar. They've been keeping an eye on him ever since then.

"Cat got your tounge?" The blue-head's lips curled upwards into an evil grin. "I'm sure you know my husband, yea? If he discovered about what you've said, he'll torture you with the most gruesome way he could ever think of to the point that you'd rather die than to suffer from his hands."

"I... I didn't mean t-to! Please, spare me!" He cried out, afraid to lose his life.

"I'll spare you if you kill yourself." He says. "It's not like you have a choice, you'll die sooner, anyways. Why not do it now and go have your peaceful slumber?"

The man halted from his crying, considering his words one more time before picking up the gun with shaking hands. He stared at the deadly weapon, before glancing up to see Nagisa's delighted expression. He broke down again, seemingly not able to do what he was told. Nagisa disappointedly exhaled, standing up from his seat as he dusted off his suit and pants. He looked at the trembling man for a one last time before walking out of the apartment, and was followed by his other mafia mates. When they got inside the elevator to descend, a loud gunshot reached their ears.