ๅ๐š๐š ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šข-๐š๐š’๐šŸ๐šŽ.

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Tokyo Detention Center







Takemitchi's attempt to go back in the future can only be described in one word----






Horrible.ย 








He watched Hinata, the girl he love die in front of him. He didn't change a thing. He couldn't change anything.ย 












Hina's funeral has finished and the two--- Takemitchi and Naoto will resume saving Hinata from dying.

"Sorry for the wait."

"I haven't heard you in a while so I was worried."

"Sorry."

"Anyways, what are we here for?" Takemitchi asked why they are in front of the Tokyo Detention Center.

"When I did my research, I discovered that Ryuguji Ken is not part of Toman in the present. That said, there is no record of his death. No wonder I can't find him anywhere I look..." the door opened and Takemitchi looked at the person who entered, "Ryuguji Ken... is on death row."

What Naoto had said made Takemitchi's brain stop functioning. Ryuguji Ken, the very same kind and big brother type Ryugiji Ken on death row? He refuses to accept this.

"It's been a while, Takemicchi. I'm glad you're okay." the cobalt-blue-eyed teared up seeing his old friend, "Draken-kun!" He fixed himself first before they continue, "Draken-kun... are you doing well?"

"Kind of," he answered. Naoto walks forward, "Nice to meet you. I am Tachibana Naoto."

"Ah, it's thanks to this guy that I can visit you today." Draken simply glared at the guy causes Naoto to slightly sweat, "I see. So what do you want?"

"I didn't know. That you're on death row. What happened?! Why did you commit murder? What happened to Toman?" Takemicchi continually asked the former Vice-President who called his name.

"Takemicchi, I don't regret what I did. And being in here is just what I deserved. It's my fault that Toman became what it is now. Because I couldn't stop him." he said.

"Him?"

His gaze turned soft, "Toman, huh... It was great when we were kids. All we did was run around, trying to make the gang bigger. We brawled like crazy and every day felt like a festival," he started to reminisce, "Toman was everything to me. Even if I redo my life, I'd choose to live the same way. I have no regret." he said making Takemicchi smile As I thought, Draken-kun is still Draken-kun! He hasn't changed!

"But..."

"But?"

"If I can really redo my life one more time... There is one thing I'd do no matter what." he tightly closed his palms and his teeth clenching, "I'd kill Kisaki!"

The two boys gasp and flinch after he changed his demeanor.

"Kisaki Tetta?..." Takemicchi slammed his hands, "You mean that Kisaki?!" an alarm rang indicating that the visiting time is over. Draken stand up and started making his way out of the room, "Draken-kun!" his old friend Takemicchi called and he stop.

"Takemitchi," he called his name dropping the nickname he used, "Get out of Tokyo." he told him, "You nearly got killed, didn't you? That's why you came here. To Kisaki, killing people is no different from squashing bugs."

"Please wait! Why?! Why would anyone want to kill me?! Draken-kun!" he stopped from his tracks.

"Kisaki adored Mikey. But we knew it, that changed into hatred. Kisaki..." he turns his head to him, "He wants to take away everything Mikey holds dear."

Draken left and the two were engulfed with silence and shock.

"Naoto, just what kind of guy is Kisaki?" he asked and Naoto read out loud the information that he collected, "Kisaki Tetta. In the current Tokyo Manji Gang, he holds one of the most important positions as acting president. He's likely the one responsible for my sister's death. The police are pouring all their effort into the investigation, but we can't find any lead."

"I haven't met him in the past. Even if I want to go beat him, we don't know where he is. Naoto, as I have thought there is only one way." he lifted his gaze and showed a determined look, "I will become a top member in Toman!"

"You were serious?!"

"Yes! I'm really serious about this! If I become the top member in Toman, I can stop Kisaki. I can also protect everyone including Draken, Mikey, and Hina. Our old days were not enough. We must go to the root. I've thought about it over. First, I'll become a captain. Now that Pah-chin is gone, the spot for the 3rd Division is open. I'll aim for that."

Naoto thought, "That's an extremely reckless idea." he commented.

"But Naoto... I don't think there is anything we can do," he said mournfully.

"I understand,"

"All things considered, you've somehow succeeded in the mission thus far. I trust you." he extended his hand, offering a handshake.

Takemitchi, with a new mission, is now heading back to the past.







~-~-~-~-








In a cold and darkroom, its location is unknown. A man with a blank look on his face stared at the pictures he is holding. His eyes are dead. And he is waiting for his turn.ย 

"Boss, we have sent the transmission." a cherry-blossom-haired man with scars on the sides of his lips entered the room. The man whom he called 'Boss' did not bother to respond. He remained silent, he has no care in the world.

"The intel confirmed that they received the message. We don't know if they will send a response or raise their guard up. Either way, they will surely not turn their eyes from this since we mentionedโ€”" the man couldn't finish his report when a shattering sound of glass coming from his boss was heard in the room.

"We will be waiting for your next orders." He sensed that his boss is not in a great mood and decided to leave him for a moment. Not wanting to bother his superior and receive his wrath. Once the presence is gone. His gaze lifted from the photograph, "Damn life." he muttered under his breath. He looked at the ceiling, not knowing what should he do next.ย 

He lost his path. He wanders into the abyss of darkness. He has no one to guide him--- they all left him. He felt something warm trailing from his eyes. He cups his face with his palms as memories flow right through his mind. Then he slowly reaches the metal necklace inside of his clothes hanging on his neck. He traced the lines and remembered the person who holds the other half of it.ย 


"What a brave one. Do you know me?"








"Mikey. Leader of Toman."












"Hmm. So you know me, you still want to get close to me?"














"Who said I'm befriending you?"














"Isn't this an act of befriending someone?"













"This is an act of comfort."










"Much deeper than befriending then."














"I miss you..."ย 

"You don't have to. I can go home by myself."








"Do you think I'll let you go alone after what happened?"





"That's a promise."

"It's a promise."





"Look, when the two crescents are together. They make a full moon."ย 













Droplets of water fall down from his eyes as he started silently sobbing from the memory. Kissing the crescent moon necklace that he took off from his neck he longingly muttered the name---

"Kiricchi..."ย 

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๐™ƒ๐™€๐™๐™€ ๐™„๐™Ž ๐˜ผ ๐™‚๐™‡๐™„๐™ˆ๐™‹๐™Ž๐™€ ๐™Š๐™ ๐™๐™ƒ๐™€ ๐™๐™๐™๐™๐™๐™€! ๐™’๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™™๐™ค ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™†๐™ž๐™ง๐™ž๐™ ๐™ค? ๐˜ฟ๐™ž๐™™ ๐™จ๐™๐™š ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™ฎ?ย 

๐™„ ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™จ! ๐™„๐™ฉ ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š๐™จ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™– ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ž๐™™๐™š๐™–๐™จ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™›๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ. ๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ข๐™ช๐™˜๐™ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™ซ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™–๐™—๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ ! ๐™ƒ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™Ÿ๐™ค๐™ฎ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ค๐™ฃ. ๐™„ ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข๐™ž๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™˜๐™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ. ๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™๐™š๐™ก๐™ฅ ๐™– ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ž๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š. ๐™„ ๐™–๐™ก๐™จ๐™ค ๐™–๐™˜๐™˜๐™š๐™ฅ๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™๐™ ๐™›๐™–๐™ฃ๐™›๐™ž๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ (๐™ข๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™ฎ ๐™ญ ๐™Š๐˜พ ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™›) ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™จ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™จ ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™จ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™„ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ช๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™š/๐™ฉ๐™ฎ๐™ฅ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ.

๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ž๐™› ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™†๐™ž๐™ง๐™ž๐™ ๐™ค'๐™จ ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™™๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฅ. ๐™„ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™™๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™„ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฏ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ˆ๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™ฎ ๐™๐™–๐™จ ๐™– ๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™™๐™ž๐™จ๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ž๐™š๐™จ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ก๐™™ ๐™—๐™š ๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™™ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™๐™ž๐™ข ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฏ๐™š ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™›๐™š๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™†๐™ž๐™ง๐™ž๐™ ๐™ค. ๐˜ผ๐™จ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™›๐™š๐™ข๐™–๐™ก๐™š ๐™ข๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š, ๐™จ๐™๐™š ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™๐™Š๐™Š ๐™‡๐˜ผ๐™•๐™” ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™–๐™—๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š... ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ'๐™จ ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ก๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™€๐™ข๐™ข๐™– ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ƒ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™– ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฏ๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ '๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š' ๐™ž๐™จ.

๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™– ๐™™๐™ช๐™ค๐™ก๐™ค๐™œ๐™ฎ ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฎ๐™—๐™š ๐™– ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ก๐™ค๐™œ๐™ฎ, ๐™„๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™™๐™š๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™—๐™š ๐™ž๐™› ๐™„ ๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™– ๐™จ๐™š๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™—๐™ค๐™ค๐™  ๐™ค๐™› ๐˜พ๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™˜๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™„ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™š๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™›๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™จ๐™๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š (๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ง๐™ฎ, ๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™–๐™ง ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™™๐™ง๐™–๐™›๐™ฉ๐™จ). ๐™๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™—๐™ค๐™ค๐™  ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™–๐™ง๐™˜๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ก๐™ช๐™™๐™š๐™™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ข๐™š, ๐™ข๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ˆ๐™ค๐™š๐™—๐™ž๐™ช๐™จ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™‘๐™–๐™ก๐™๐™–๐™ก๐™ก๐™– ๐™–๐™ง๐™˜ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™– ๐™จ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™™๐™™๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ž๐™œ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™™๐™™๐™š๐™™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™๐™'๐™จ ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ.

๐™๐™๐™š ๐™จ๐™š๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™—๐™ค๐™ค๐™  ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™– ๐™–๐™ง๐™˜. ๐™„ ๐™–๐™ข ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™ž๐™› ๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™—๐™š ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ช๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™– ๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ. ๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ฎ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ก ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™๐™–๐™๐™–๐™๐™–๐™๐™–!

๐™๐™ƒ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™† ๐™”๐™Š๐™ ๐™Ž๐™Š ๐™ˆ๐™๐˜พ๐™ƒ ๐™๐™Š๐™ ๐™๐™ƒ๐™Š๐™Ž๐™€ ๐™’๐™ƒ๐™Š ๐˜ผ๐˜ฟ๐˜ฟ ๐™๐™ƒ๐™„๐™Ž ๐™Ž๐™๐™Š๐™๐™” ๐™Š๐™‰ ๐™๐™ƒ๐™€๐™„๐™ ๐™๐™€๐˜ผ๐˜ฟ๐™„๐™‰๐™‚ ๐™‡๐™„๐™Ž๐™๐™Ž ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐˜ฟ ๐™‹๐™๐™„๐™‘๐˜ผ๐™๐™€ ๐™‡๐™„๐˜ฝ๐™๐˜ผ๐™๐™”. ๐™„๐™ ๐™ˆ๐™€๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™Ž ๐™Ž๐™Š ๐™ˆ๐™๐˜พ๐™ƒ ๐™๐™Š ๐™ˆ๐™€. ๐™๐™ƒ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™† ๐™”๐™Š๐™ ๐™Ž๐™Š ๐™ˆ๐™๐˜พ๐™ƒ! ๐™„๐™ ๐™Š๐™‘๐™€๐™๐™…๐™Š๐™”๐™Ž ๐™ˆ๐™€ ๐™๐™Š ๐™๐™€๐˜พ๐™€๐™„๐™‘๐™€ ๐˜ผ ๐™‰๐™Š๐™๐™„๐™๐™„๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™๐™„๐™Š๐™‰ ๐˜ผ๐˜ฝ๐™Š๐™๐™ ๐˜พ๐™๐™€๐™Ž๐˜พ๐™€๐™‰๐™. ๐™๐™ƒ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™† ๐™”๐™Š๐™Š๐™Š๐™Š๐™Š๐™๐™๐™๐™๐™~~~

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