My name is Azuri Ishigami. In this world, there’s no reason to be born other than for the sake of living. Being born was a mistake as my existence was a burden on every person in my life.
Or so I thought. But, as I fall to my demise, I now realize the truth. The world was a burden to me. It betrayed me when I was loyal. It disparaged me when I valued it. This world hated me since my birth when I loved it for most of my life…
The world’s responsible for my decision to commit suicide! It’s the world’s fault for raising me through hell on Earth! I didn’t deserve any of that despair and agony, I just wanted to make my parents proud! Yet, this world took everything away from me! I hate it! I wish I had another chance! Because if I did…
I’D KEEP LIVING AND CHANGE THIS WORLD MYSELF!
I’D BE THE ONE TO RID THE HATRED IN THIS WORLD!
I’D MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE!
MY FATHER!
MY MOTHER!
MY BROTHER!
I WOULD SAVE EVERYONE!
Though, it’s a shame. You only get one chance at life, and I couldn’t make the best of it—
?: “Ouch! What the hell!”
?: “Kamari? What’s wrong?”
Kamari Shugetsu: “I don’t know, Mom. It felt like my body was shocked by electricity or something.”
Kotori Shugetsu: “Well, I tell you many times to take a break from training. It’s not good for your body to be constantly strained, especially in the conditions you train in.”
“I tell you all the time to take a break from work. But, you still go on assignments and make your back even worse. How do you think that makes me feel?”
“Hey, don’t get an attitude with me!—Pffft! Hahaha!”
Kotori’s slipping her shoes on, while Kamari helps put on her jacket.
Kamari: “What’s so funny? It’s true, your back is getting worse.”
“I’m not laughing about that. It’s just that I forget how similar you are to me and your father. Always pushing ahead without a break.”
“I’m like you, not Dad. I’m nothing like him.”
“Don’t be so mean, your father tries his hardest y’know. Even if his ways seem a little intense, he still cares for you and our family.”
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“Uh-huh. Whatever.”
“I’ll accept that for now.”
She hugs him.
Her hug still warms me to this day. It always feels safe within her arms where nothing can possibly hurt me. I wish I could be in her arms forever, but I understand that I can’t. I’m not a kid anymore, nor was I ever truly one. My life as a kid ended when I was four years old.
Kotori: “I have to go to work. See you later, okay?”
Kamari: “Okay….Mom?”
“Yes?”
“Make sure to wipe the blood from your dress afterward. I mean, it was expensive to buy even with the Mother’s Day discount. Anyways, love you. Please be safe at work.”
“I’ll make sure to keep it clean. Love you too, champ.”
She smiled and closed the front door.
Anyways, what the hell was that? It was like lightning had struck my entire body. Was it really because I worked too hard yesterday? Or maybe I didn’t get enough sleep last night?
Whatever, does it really matter? Things are starting to move, and I need to prepare for it as much as I can. Our family’s chance of claiming a continent’s throne is at play once again, and I’m not dying this young…
Kamari can’t help but think about his mother’s health.
Sheesh! I tried to ignore it, but the health of Mom’s back is really starting to irritate me—TAP! TAP!
Footsteps are approaching from the nearest hallway.
Without looking towards the sound of footsteps, I can identify the person walking towards me by its rhythm. Every person in this world has a distinct rhythm to their walk and I’ve always been able to discover their identity using it.
For example, I’m pretty sure the person walking towards me right now is my sister, Sani. Yea, pretty cool thing to have I’d say. I call it Rhythm Identification.
Although, it’s not all that useful right now. It’s only limited to people I’m familiar with, so it’s no use if I come into contact with a complete stranger…Sheesh! That kinda pissed me off even more.
Sani: “Hey, brother! Well, would you look at that! I see you have an itch to kill right now.”
Kamari: “Don’t say the word ‘kill’ so lightly, Sani.”
"Calm down. I’m only saying what I see…HAHA! I mean, just look at your hand! It’s ready to ki—
Kamari’s eyes turn from an innocent purple to a darker violet.
“Sani. I’m not repeating myself again. I don’t need to be reminded of who I am. So, speak nothing of it.”
Sani is truly unnerved by his stare.
“Relax. Hehe, I’m just playing around.”
His eyes returned to normal.
“The topic of killing anything is nothing to play about. Also, why are you looking at me like that? You’re drooling, weirdo.”
Sani: “Wha—Oh! It’s nothing.”
She wipes the saliva from her face.
I like that side of Kamari. It shows me a glimpse of his true potential and I just want to squeeze it out! He’s only twelve years old!…
Sani: “Anywho, what was I about to say? Oh yea, you worried about Mom? Don’t lie either. I’m your sister, so most of the time I know what you’re thinking.”
She’s a lunatic.
“I am not!”
“Get out of my head!… Anyways, yeah I’m worried about her. She isn’t in the best shape and I think she’ll have trouble on her assignment.”
“Um, I’m pretty sure Mom mops the floor with anyone even if she isn’t at full strength. I don’t think she needs a helping hand. Besides, you need to worry about training for the”—
“Sis, you coming or not?”
“Okay, okay. Wanna shadow her? Make sure she’s okay? If we can keep a solid distance she won’t notice our presence. Besides, Mom is strong but she doesn’t have your feet-sense thing.”
“Rhythm Identification.”
“Doesn’t matter. Wanna shadow her or not?”
“I’ll take the lead.”
“Duh, you’re the one that can track her.”
Kamari & Sani takes off and begins shadowing their mother, Kotori.
“Oh! And Kamari.”
“Yea?”
“Can you start saying hello to Dad? His office is a couple of doors down from your room, you know.”
“Tell that old fart hello yourself.”
“NGH! Dammit! What was that for?!”
“Don’t say that about Dad!”
Damn, lunatic!