🆃🅷🅴 🅲🅰🆂🅴| Komahina

Chapter 44: Mistake

Japan| Tokyo| 5 pm| Hajime Hinata
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Another dagger when through the door. I gulped. Of course, hiding under the bed wasn't the best to do in this situation but I had a plan. I know that Mukuro is smart, but if I can trick her and let her guard down, then at least I can get out of this without me getting hurt. Although, I'm worried that my plan is idiotic and will fail. I shook my head. This was not the time to dwell on whether this was good or not. I held my breath as Mukuro banged on the door once again. I heard her sigh as she pick locked the door. I frowned, I wonder why she doesn't want to just kick the door down. Surely, she could just simply do that. The door opened with a soft click and she entered inside. I bit my lip as she slowly walked in. Since I was under the bed, I could only see her black shoes.
"This is not the time for you to play hide and seek," she sighed. Mukuro suddenly stopped walking and stood still. When this had happened, I quickly reached out from under the bed and grabbed her shoe so that she would fall over. Mukuro let out a surprised gasp as she hit the floor. I rapidly rolled out from under the bed and sprinted out of the bedroom, shutting it as I went along. Since Mukuro had a lot of weapons on her, when she hit the floor it would have at least scattered some. In that case she would have to pick them up, buying me some time. I nodded and ran into the guest room. I still had the pan in my hand and it wasn't some cheap pan from the grocery store. Izuru had bought me a whole kitchen set when I moved in, he said something about learning how to cook because apparently I was bad at it. Knowing my brother, he probably bought from the best. I hope that the pan was included in this, in order for this to work I needed to make sure that the pan was made from quality material. I heard the hurried steps of Mukuro as she ran around my apartment.
"Where are you! Why can't you just make this easy?" she yelled. I frowned. I think that there was a very clear reason why I am not making this easy - I don't want to die. I held the pan securely in my hands. I didn't want to harm Mukuro in any way, but I don't think that I will be able to talk her out of this. I'm definitely not going to kill Mukuro, I just need to make her faint or go away for that matter. Taking the pan was a good choice.
"I don't have all day. Look, I won't kill you if you just come out of your hiding spot. I'll lie to Junko, she's going to prison anyways," she yelled. Mukuro must be in the kitchen, she sounds so far away to be close to me. I sighed. Mukuro sounded so truthful, yet it was clear that she was lying. After all, she came all this way and went through all this trouble to kill me. Now she's backing out? That's utter nonsense. She just wants me to come out of the guest room so that she can kill me. Though, I wonder why she isn't looking around. If I were her, I would be scavenging around each and every room to find me. She sounds like she's just lounging around in my house. That's odd. What is she doing? I heard soft footsteps coming closer and closer to the door. My pulse quickened as I realised that I was actually going to have to follow through with this plan. Hopefully, it goes well. I held the pan up high and slumped myself against the wall next to the door. The door was shut so that she wouldn't see me, that way when she opens it she will be surprised. Half of me just wishes that she went home and called it a day. Though, I know what Mukuro is like and that's the last thing she would do. I sighed. My hands and arms were getting tired from holding the pan in such a manner. My pulse was quick and my whole body was aching. My mind felt weak with a headache devouring it. I waited as the footsteps came closer and closer and louder and louder. The door quietly creaked open and an irritated Mukuro looked to the right. Thankfully for me, I was on the left. I swung the pan high and slammed it on her fragile head, the pan vibrated with hostility and concern. The pan had such an impact on her head that even some of the girl's blank strands had sprung up and were shaking. The girl's head slumped down as she fell on her knees and hit the floor. Her eyes were closed and her body looked rather lifeless.  I gulped, my throat was dry and I felt parched. Hopefully, I haven't hit her too hard and she's not dead. I frowned and squinted my eyes at Mukuro. She's not dead, I'm just being childish. The pan couldn't have affected her that much. I bit my lip. Though, what if I damaged her brain? What if she's now going to experience a medical condition due to the impact? Worse of all, what if I have actually killed her. I knelt down and looked at her head, it looks fine. There's no blood so that's a good sign, right? No, that doesn't matter. What matters is what has happened inside. My eyes widened. What if hitting her was a mistake? I wonder if there was another way, maybe I could have escaped without hurting her. I looked at the pan in my hand. I hurt her for a reason, I was going to die. Now that she's fainted, I can call the police...I can get out of my apartment safe. Though, I feel so uneasy about calling the police. It's as if I've done something bad. This is just self defence. Right, it was self defence. It wasn't a mistake.