
“Keiichi, you jumped when it was really because you were afraid of me?”
Takeshi said with his paled face. That question was the word that came out of his mouth the instant they stepped on the roof of the school. It was seen that the three boys who were following him had now gone out of nowhere.
Hearing that Keiichi understood that the man before him felt so guilty towards his death in the past day. He wants peace and the answer will end the suffering he thought.
“I can answer, but can you promise me something?”
Something hit Keiichi's head, he wanted to put an end to the things that were weighing him down in the past days. Takeshi nods at Keiichi's request.
“Can you get your men not to come near me anymore? Yes, I know I'm guilty too. I want you as a boss they're putting an end to all this.”
Keiichi's speech and gaze changed instantly, he did not look like what his friends said, a cynical, grumpy and brash man. What he saw now was as if a person more mature than his age, speaking a suddenly polite language towards him.
“If that's what you want.”
“My answer, you did nothing wrong. I saw a man walking in front of the car and jumping to save him. But they all said, I was just hallucinating.”
“So true all my answers back then?”
Keiichi nodded at him and saw Takeshi staring at the sky while breathing deeply signifying a great relief.
“I just wanted to ask, do you remember what I said back then? Features of the girl behind the road?”
Takeshi scratched his head, and remembered Keiichi's remark back then, “The blonde-haired girl with a bandage on her head, I remember you saying it like that.”
“...” Keiichi fell silent, and suddenly he remembered something, the girl's mouth moving slowly saying something to him that was pushing himself.
Butwhat? Why did Keiichi feel those moments were important to him?
“Boss!!”
Suddenly appeared the man in the torn-up shirt with a dismembered breath.
“Our hangout is attacked, they are now waiting for the boss to get there.”
Takeshi looks hesitant to continue his chat with Keiichi or leave immediately.
“We have another conversation after this, and I will bring my friends yesterday to forgive each other. That's enough for you?”
“Enough.”
Takeshi went with the man who picked her up. But suddenly he felt a bad feeling following Takeshi's steps away from him. The sound of a round-the-floor hammer dragging, the three men who were trailing them suddenly appeared from behind the door after knowing Takeshi would not see them.
“Keiichi. The boss who leaked his mouth told me everything. He said we were dragging him to prank you, and you have no idea how messed up my house is right now. And look now, you're alive again. Really you have a grudge against us huh?”
Suddenly the two people between them moved meticulously around Keiichi. The body of his three opponents was stronger and faster than his, while the body of Keiichi who had just risen from the dead was so weak and frail compared to before he had an accident.
“I'll make you really battered, damn it. Fuck the boss, that fucking loser.”
Then the battering ram moves towards Keiichi. Keiichi was once again like the baseball incident this morning, able to see the direction of the bat, even exactly where the batting spot would land between his heads. But in a time that suddenly slowed down, Keiichi was unable to move his body, as if his body was bound by the ground he was tracking. Heavy, so heavy that he knew exactly how hard the batter would hit his cranium.
Before long Keiichi was already on the floor with his bloody head temples. The following leg kicked Keiichi's stomach, and slowly Keiichi's consciousness disappeared.
Immediately, Keiichi's vague memory appeared. It was summer, the scorching sun that made him try to block the light by moving his hat. The result board showed a draw, the audience excited. Among them were brothers and grandmothers seen from where he stood, in another place, friends who did not care about him now cheered and prayed for him. Before long the ball was thrown at him, one, two, and a last chance. He feels steady in the direction of the ball, speed, and the decision of the thrower has been able to predict it. But his hand hurt so much, something he hid from his friends, that he didn't really feel focused on what he was facing right now. In those crucial seconds, he tried to swing his castle hitter hard. But his hand was unable to hold it, making the rounder float towards the opponent's pitcher.
Chaos appeared on the ground. Keiichi's legs were limp, the sight slowly disappearing covered in sweat that was rushing down his head. He still had time to wipe the sweat until it suddenly changed the figure in front of him. The little blonde woman said something she remembered very clearly: “Dad, wake up!”
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“Stop all this! What are you crazy?”
Keiichi woke up slowly with his face touching the hot floor. Seen before him was a girl in glasses, the class leader whom he had forgotten his name, pulling the shoulder with a wiggle that had just made him bonyok at this time.
“You want to kill Keiichi? You want to kill him again?”
“Badness!”
The girl was hit hard in the face and then fell while splashing blood on the floor.
“Aahh... ahhh.
The girl began to rise and saw her nose bend into the blood. These hoodlums look frantic seeing what they're doing, they fight with Keiichi is common, but hitting an exemplary kid in his class? There was no reason for them to run away from this responsibility.
“You, you yourself wrong Kasumi! Obstruct so!”
Seeing the girl before him getting hurt trying to protect him, Keiichi's head suddenly heated up, his chest pounding. “Backing.” Keiichi. Foreign memories infiltrated between his head, a dead girl in front of him, “Fuck you all.” Say again.
“Udah rise you Keiichi? Mau cubic-”
Not finished berandal talk, Keiichi's head has arrived on the face berandal. Bounced him until he hit the fence, almost fell, immediately unconscious.
Keiichi's head was bleeding, and the tooth was stuck between his hands.
“Aaaaaa!!” Another roar while swinging his castle-beater towards Keiichi, so Keiichi's hand caught the pitcher, and the other hand caught the man's head before him, slamming him violently to the floor.
“Arrigger... scum...!”.
The last one shouted in fear, he took out a folding knife from his pants.
In front of him was a man with blood on his head. One of his hands was bleeding with his friend's teeth slowly falling to the floor, the other his fingers looked crooked after catching a hard-core rounder. He closed his eyes, and shouted while taking his knife and ran towards Keiichi.
But his steps stopped, his hands could not be moved. Keiichi caught the knife, allowed it to puncture his wrist, and then caught the hoodlum. Overpower him, then hit him.
“I'm sorry Keiichi , agh!!”
His eyes were swollen, he was beaten again, his temples were bleeding, he was beaten again, his mouth was opened, he was beaten again until he lost his teeth. Not seeing Keiichi satisfied with all that, he wanted to actually see the person before him feel all his anger.
“Backed! Baji-”
Suddenly her hit stopped, Kasumi hugged her from behind.
“Stop Keiichi, stop!”
Keiichi looked at the girl behind him, and Kasumi looked at Keiichi's reddened eyes, so terrifying. Thus, in extreme fear, the girl was still trying to say something to calm the man of loyalty before her, “I'm fine, look, it's no longer nosebleeds! They've all fainted, lost.”
Before long Keiichi started to sigh again. The pain slowly filled his head, his hands, and his stomach. Lastly his consciousness returned, and he saw the girl before him, he remembered who he was. The figure in her childhood, a glasses girl who shunned her, she became the current class president, the role model child, and the only one who came to her funeral.
“Kasumi-chan?”
And Keiichi looked at the surroundings, the unconscious man who was lying almost down, the figure whose face met the floor, and the battered man he was now riding.
“I did all this?”
Kasumi nodded while crying, her hands still holding her nose which was actually still bleeding.
“You okay?”
“Yes, but you're the ”th
“Thankful..”.
Slowly after saying this, Keiichi lost his consciousness again.
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