Universe: Aoishiro
Pairing: Syouko&Yasumi
Rating: 17+
Genre: angst
Warnings: game spoilers
Note: Migiwa couldn't save Syouko and feels guilty.
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Based on Yasumi's second bad ending (Ending II).
Osa is dead.
Or maybe I should call her "Syouko", because of circumstances
But it doesn't change the fact that she's dead. As much like kenki, who I killed a while ago.
But I couldn't save Syouko. It's sad, after all.
I picked up Syouko. Her throat was cut, not to say that her head was almost cut off.
Her eyes were empty. Like two abysses.
I threw kenki's body to the ocean. It's my boss' problem. She won't be revived twice.
"Onikiri" I heard low, female voice.
Wounded onmyouji was staring at me, when I was carrying dead Syouko to Shoushinji.
"What do you want from me?" I asked. "I have to give this girl's body to her friends."
"You failed" she said calmly.
Too calmly.
"Yes. But I can kill you too" I growled.
"Where is Ame no Murakumo?" asked onmyouji.
"I left this freaking sword on the seaside. I can't even touch it."
"You don't have to. I'll take it" said onmyouji.
"But wait, you can't!" I wanted to stop her, but...
...she vanished without a trace.
Well. I thinkt it's my boss' problem too.
I started walking again. I still had to carry dead Syouko.
Could it be worse?
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"SYOUKO-SENPAI!"
It can get worse.
Poor Yasumi ran to me, when she saw, what happened.
"Kyan-san, what..." Aoi was in shock.
She was looking at me and Syouko's body, over which her friends were now bending over.
Okay, Migiwa. It's time to let the show called "Poor raped girl" begin.
"They attacked us!" I called out in a pained voice. "We went fishing with Osanai, I wanted to show her a few tricks. Two of men appeared, one had a machete. They tried to hurt us, but Osanai didn't give up, she kicked one in the balls and then the other..."
I started crying. Crying on command is a useful skill in my profession.
I turned around. Yasumi was sitting on the grass, hugging the dead Syouko. She was sobbing so much that she was almost choking.
This strange, white-haired girl with aphasia and amnesia sat next to her. Her hands were touching Syouko's neck as if she wanted to heal her with a touch.
There's nothing we can do anymore, Nami. She is dead.
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"Yasumi-san, you have to eat, please" I looked at Ayashiro, who tried to feed broken Yasumi once again.
It was my fault. It was me who didn't save Syouko and because of this all things happened.
"I don't want to eat" said Yasumi, pushing the bowl away. "I want to understand, why. Who were these men? Where are they?"
"The police are looking for them" Aoi said. "Kyan-san has described them well enough that they will catch them very quickly."
They'll never catch them, Aoi. They don't exist, but the truth isn't for you.
"What now?" asked Momoko. "We have to organise... a funeral?"
"Captain's parents will be here tomorrow morning" explained Suzuki-san. "They'll decide, what to do later."
"But why are you okay, Kyan-san?" Yasumi suddenly stood up. "Why only Syouko-senpai is dead? Answer me!"
Well, Migiwa. You have to think, what you should tell her.
"They spared my life, because..."
"Because what?!"
"...because I wasn't as proud as her" I explained.
Looking at their faces, I knew that I don't have to explain, what it means.
Good for me.
"I'm sorry" Yasumi sat down on the pillow. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Syouko-senpai. I'm the manager, I should..."
She started to cry again.
It's me who should apologize, Yasumi.
It's me who couldn't save Syouko.
It's me who's guilty of Osa's death.
But the world is still spinning. Even if your world had just froze in time.
The end
