126: The End Of The Story

“Finally.”

I muttered as I stood on the edge of the rooftop holding hands with Hayami.

The cold wind ruffled our hairs.

I was battered. Bruise covered my body here and there and there was also a gun wound on my lower leg. Hayami had ripped her skirt to tie it around my leg to prevent blood loss. Although I found it hilarious that she was trying to prevent the blood loss of someone who was going to die soon, I didn’t speak a word and let her do her work.

“We can finally die.”

Although I had wanted to go in a grand way, this was good in its own way. It gave me the adrenaline rush that made my spirit pump even more.

Suicide?

No.

Don’t term what we are about to do with something as petty and cowardly as suicide.

It was the only good thing that I was going to do ever in my life. Everyone should be overjoyed that I was about to remove a corrupt and wretched existence from this world.

My life, not only was it meaningless, it was sought with suffering, pain, chaos, betrayal, deceit, and every
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