Hanzō stared up at the talking panda named Panda unblinkingly. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before sighing exasperatedly.
"I must still be tripping."
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'Entertain me!'
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'Ah, sorry. It's almost time for me to go.'
'You, Kugisaki, and Gojou-sensei... I don't need to worry about you guys, right?'
'Hanzō-nii, take care. Don't cry.'
'Live long, will ya?'
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He stopped.
He stilled, imagining those Greek statues and copied their silence.
His mouth shut, his lips stopped quivering, and noises of desperation were smothered.
His trembling stopped and so did time. Everything became nonexistent, even the black haired boy standing behind him solemnly.
Hanzō's arms held Yuuji from underneath, pulling him close. Yuuji now rested peacefully in his embrace. It would have been beautiful if not for the emptiness in both of their chests.
How he quietly wished he had done this before, holding Yuuji tightly, never letting him go so far away.
Why did he never hug him at least one time?
He stopped, trying to quell the flare of emotion.
Was this your proper death?
Naive.
How naive and foolish and—
You're dead.
What am I supposed to do? You are not here to guide me. My only lantern in this dark cavern has shattered, so what am I supposed to do?
It's so dark...
I'm scared. Please come back.
I can't go far without you.
Why trek onwards when you are not here?
What am I supposed to do?!
He walked without any mind, Fushiguro following hesitantly.
