Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ A Place for Us to Dream ❯ Boss Game End ( Chapter 15 )
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Chapter Fifteen: Boss Game End:
Yasuo screamed when he saw Aki's body. The kitsune laid huddled in
a ball as it dissolved away.
“Aki!” he cried. The old man broke from Tsuzuki's grasp
and ran over to the poor creature. He barely touched the last of
the particles. Yasuo turned to the shinigami with angry tears.
“You… kill him!” he said.
“Yes,” Tsuzuki said. The old man gritted his teeth.
“This was your plan all along, wasn't it?!” he asked.
“Wasn't it?!” The shinigami nodded.
“Did she put you up to this?!” Yasuo asked.
“No,” Tsuzuki said.
“What?” the old man asked. The older shinigami stepped
forward.
“It was all me,” he said. Yasuo stared in shock.
“You're lying,” he said.
“No,” Tsuzuki said. “I love my wife so much.
She's suffered enough. Same with her family.” Yasuo glared at
him.
“You bastard!” His face turned bright red. “You
murderers! You killed my partner!”
“And you kill my wife her family,” Tsuzuki said.
“I call it even.” Aki's body completely disappeared.
Yasuo's fists trembled.
“Kill me,” he murmured.
“Hm?” Tsuzuki asked.
“Kill me,” Yasuo said. “Kill me, damn it! Kill
me!” The older shinigami shook his head.
“No,” he said. Yasuo's eyes widened.
“Why?” he asked. “I have nothing now! My wife
left me! My son hates me! My kitsune is dead! I have nothing
now!” Tsuzuki didn't have any sympathy.
“Death is too good for you,” he said.
“So what becomes of me now?” Yasuo asked. The darkness
vanished around them. The men appeared back in the park. Yasuo fell
to his knees. Hisoka turned to his partner. Tsuzuki sneered.
“That is not our problem,” he said. He turned to
Hisoka.
“Let's go,” he said. Even the younger shinigami looked
stunned. Tsuzuki put up his hand as he started to speak.
“We're done here,” the older shinigami said. Hisoka
reluctantly closed his mouth as he and his partner vanished into
thin air. Yasuo fell onto his side in the grass, crying.
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Hours later, Yasuo awoke to a shadow looming over him. He looked up
to see Haruka standing over him, frowning. Her son's heart
raced.
“Mama?” he asked. “Mama, is that you?” The
old man crawled over to the older woman. Haruka snorted and kicked
him away.
“Get off,” she growled. Her son looked so confused.
“Mama… why?” he asked.
“Pathetic,” Haruka muttered. “You are not my son
anymore!” It felt like a knife to his chest.
“Mama, please!” Yasuo pleaded as he crawled all over
his mother. Haruka pushed him off.
“You are nothing to me,” she said.
“Goodbye!” The old woman turned and walked away. Yasuo
reached out as he ran to catch up. But then, the old woman vanished
before his eyes. Yasuo froze, lowering his hand. That last loss
really sank in.
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Back at home, Anna was washing the dishes when she felt burning on
her wrists. She drew back wincing.
“What… is this?” she asked. Anna could feel it
burning to the bones. But then, it stopped. The woman looked at her
wrists. The burns were gone. Anna blinked with big eyes.
“What the…?” she asked. It took minutes for the
joy to sink in.
“It's over,” she said. “It's finally over.”
Anna leaned back against the stove, smiling.