WEALTH, POWER, AND LOVE [KUROKENAKABOKUTSU X READER]

𝓔𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 ❧ 𝓝𝓸 𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓦𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓣𝓸 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓨𝓸𝓾

𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 #𝟑 - 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 - ❝𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒❞ ✓
𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - ❝𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔❞ ✓

[THIRD POV] 

The funeral for the deceased woman, (L/N) (F/N), took place just one week after she was announced dead. It was handled by the five wealthy men, who took care of everything.

Only the gang members of Karasuno, Aoba Johsai, Nekoma, and Fukurodani attended. 

All of the gang members, and the boy who led the men to the hospital.

He was silent the entire time, his eyes not batting and his face dead-panned. No one knew who he was or why he attended, but the men invited him, as he led the men to see (Y/N) for the first and last time in forever.

At the end of the funeral, the five wealthy men, the boy, and a man by the name of Matsukawa Issei were all situated at a diner. 

Matsukawa Issei worked at a funeral company personalized for gangs; because (Y/N) was affiliated with gangs, she was to be buried in the respective way. Not only that, in her will, she had stated that she would like to be cremated, and her wishes were fulfilled. 

Her ashes were to be picked up tomorrow morning, but who would pick them up was the real question. 

At first, the men didn't know why the boy had to go with him, but it was because of Matsukawa's orders that he would tag along. 

Sitting at a round table at the diner, they first ate, and then they talked.

All five of the men were ragged, to say the least.

Keiji had bags under his beautiful gunmetal blue eyes. He hadn't slept, he hadn't done anything but cry silently at night. 

Koutarou's knuckles were bruised. He had been at his personal gym room, punching endlessly at bags of weight without protection. They were so bloodied up, he had to double the bandages to even stop the bleeding.

Kei stopped wearing his glasses; he wore his contacts. Every time he cried, his glasses would get dirty; to prevent him from cleaning it every two seconds, he decided to wear his contacts.

Tetsurou's hair was a mess; messier than before. He hadn't been sleeping, which means his hair would flatten instead of stick up now.

And Kenma.

Dear Kenma.

The man was just emotionless from top to bottom. He hadn't done anything but sit and stare at the wall. His eyes wouldn't shut, he wouldn't even mutter a single word.