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“Bourbon” Gin, that man with silver hair growled, how much hateful it is to hear my name -codename- from his lips “Then you turned out to be a rat after all”
I must admit, on another occasion, I was going to fight back with anger, but a shiver ran through my body. Recalling my friends, I was shockingly accepting my death at the hands of the man -whom in any other situation- I would have rather been burned alive than letting him kill me.
That silent surrender must have been clear on my face, since I heard him muttering with worry “Oi, oi, Aren’t you gonna fight back?”
Heavy, familiar footsteps echoed on the steps of the warehouse, coming towards us, since I was too tired to open my eyes, it could be Rum or the boss or whoever, I simply didn’t care.
That was until I heard Gin -of all people- saluting with a panicked “Kuroda-san”. Wait, of course it couldn’t be Kuroda Hyoue, my superior at the PSB, he isn’t a traitor, right?
My brain couldn’t handle it anymore, and I just passed out into the deep darkness.
Blood on my hands, my best friend died in front of my eyes, Hiro, it’s all Rye’s fault, he murdered Hiro, but no it’s all the organization’s fault, I want to look away, I want to go back to when we were all together in the police academy, no weight on our shoulders, but wait all of us.
No blood, no dead body, I’m standing in front of the TV, they’re announcing the death of Hagiwara, my hands are shaking, what did Matsuda do when he got the news, wait not again.
The TV is on again, but it’s newer, could I have travelled in time?. I think I understand it now, Matsuda’s death is announced, but I’m not really listening, something about a “bomber” and “death in line of duty”. I remember yesterday, he was so alive, why was life so cruel? Even Date-hanchou was so excited to work with him in the First Division in the MPD. Wait I can’t take anymore, not Date’s, please.
Here I am, the TV announcing the death of the last of my friends, a car accident at night, why am I suddenly recalling all my traumas in life? I just overcame them with difficulty, but never Hiro death, Akai Shuichi, I will never let down my revenge.
“Akai Shuichi” the name escapes through my lips before I can stop myself, a soft laugh follows my voice, the laugh sounds familiar, even followed by a familiar “How cute, Furuya-chan”, that was Hagiwara’s voice, but how, why, am I really dead?