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Tokyo Juvenile Detention Center --- 2005
Draken and Takemitchi are sitting in front of the transparent mirrors with Kazutora sitting on the other side.
"They told me to expect a ten-year sentence..." Kazutora said, "It's short for what I did, though. I won't run anymore. I've got to face up to this. That's what he taught me. That's why..." he played his fingers, "I'm planning to get proper rehabilitation this time." he said to the two.
"Don't die, Kazutora." Kazutora's eyes widen at what Draken said and he raised his low head to meet the eyes of the tall blonde, "How?" He asked wondering how did Draken somehow predict what is running on his mind.
Draken released a deep sigh, "I know exactly what you are thinking. Don't even think about trying to make up for this by killing yourself."
"But what else am I supposed to do?" Kazutora bowed his head with an obvious lost on his eyes, "I just don't know what to do!"
