Fate and Destiny decide the path that rest ahead, but who's to say someone can't save you from either of those?
Who's to say your story ends there?
(Team Bucciarati x Fem!reader)
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There will be spoilers. (Following the anime)
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"I want you to avenge my daughter! Please make that man pay!" Tears streamed down the elderly man's face as he held open a bag displaying its contents, everyone's focus was solely on the man as though he was the center stage performance.
"Hang on a second. Are you saying this was murder? Are you implying that this boyfriend pushed her off the roof?" Keeping a stern expression Bruno continued, lips pursed into a faint frown "If a murder happened in this town, I would have heard about it."
Staring down at the ground the older gentleman gave a disheartening sigh, eyes having seen more heartbreak in a day than in all his years of living. "The police refused to look further into it and ruled it a suicide. Even my lawyer." Clenching his hand into a fist briefly he looked back up at to the dark haired man, "but there's something that only her family knows...My daughter would never commit suicide!"
Listening to the conversation your gaze softened towards the man, he was obviously distraught from losing his daughter and if nobody believed him about it being a murder than you could see why he'd seek outside help.
"Both my wife and I can say that with confidence!" More tears streamed down his face and the hand that gripped the bag before him shook, "Please! I want you to settle this once and for all! Please make him, that bastard who's still living his life as usual, experience these tears of despair that I am crying."
You felt for the man, you really did. He wanted to know the truth about his daughters death, but if it really was just a suicide what would getting the mafia involved really achieve.
"Life is full of hardships." Firmly beginning with that Bruno's gaze never wavered from the man kneeling before him, "I feel for you, but I can't agree to this. Are you trying to imply that we're some assassins who would lynch just anyone?" He did have a point, but there must've been something that could be done.
"Everyone in this town relies on you. I'm just asking for the rightful punishment!"
"The rightful punishment?" Turning his head to the side as if to ponder over that line he turned back, gaze not as harsh nor sharp as before. "Florist, earlier, you asked if we could talk privately. That was because you knew how dangerous this conversation is, wasn't it?" The man in question let out a heave quickly dripping his gaze back to the floor.
"But what you said about something only her family would know...I can't take that lightly." Having been standing over the man Bruno then went back to his chair taking a seat, the light seeping in through the window fell around him making the man appear as a hypothetical ray of hope. "To think that one involved with the law wasn't moved by those words in the past six months..." Folding his hands over one another and crossing his legs he finished. "I find that rather unbelievable."
