Chapter 16

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Tsukiyomi's P.O.V

"It was... It was Kei Yuzawa-kun..."

Atsushi cocked his head to one side as gave this face of processing in the name. "Kei Yuzawa? Who is that?"

Holding onto the knife in my right hand tighter, my knuckles turned white in a few seconds. Numbly, I replied back to his question. "He is... He was my friend..."

"You had a friend from the past? How come he is... h-he went into the building belonging to the Port Mafia!"

Biting onto my lips, I can't help but softened my eyes when I looked at Atsushi. "I can't... keep hiding this isn't it..."

"Hiding what, Akira-san?"

Standing up firmly, I took a step away from our hiding spot after affirming that there was no one around us anymore. But before I could move away from the hiding spot completely, Atsushi took hold of my left wrist. Narrowing his eyes at me, seriousness plastered itself on his face, surprising me. "You have yet answered my question, Akira-san."

"..." No words left my mouth as I turned my head away from him and looked down on the floor. Thinking it was best to stop this and continue on the search, I mumbled out: "Ask Dazai. He will tell you."

"Dazai-san?" Atsushi asked, visibly confuse.

"Yes. Now, I have something I need to do and confirm." I state. Pulling my hand off his grip, I walked forward, covering the distance between myself and the door in a few long strides and eyed the door in front of me that my past friend had went through in a while ago.

"Uhhh.. Don't tell me... C-Chotto, Akira-san?!" Atsushi exclaimed out as my hand gripped onto the door handle.

Putting a finger on my lips, I silenced him by signalling him. Atsushi was frightened by my decision. Currently he was failing his arms around, asking me to stop what I'm planning to do while keeping silent. Ignoring him, I raised my right hand holding the knife up in front of me as I pushed my left hand down, opening the door with a slight creaking sound.

Opening it fully, I poke my head inside as a flight of stairs that leads to the underground appears behind the door. A number of small lamp lights hung from the ceiling, enough to light up the long way down the stairs but still give it an eerie atmosphere. 'Just like before. There is no change in the building's structure...'

Before I could take a step forward, someone clung themselves at my left arm. Turning my head to the left, my eyes caught sight of a cowering Atsushi latching himself on my left arm, preventing me from moving.

"W-W-What are you doing Akira-san?? W-We aren't supposed to go into the building!!" He whispered-shout. Frowning slightly, I looked down on him and said: "I have something I need to confirm. And that means I have to go down. If I'm correct, I might find Tsukana."

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