A Second Chance

Chapter 51

When Tsukiyomi had regained her senses enough to move, she stood up from the chair and trudged towards the exit, not even sparing a glance to the dead person in the room. She didn't give her a prayer. She just left.

Opening the door and closing it behind her, she was met with a mafioso leaning against the wall behind him with his arms crossed behind his back. When their eyes met, he glared at her once and pushed himself off from the wall. "Boss went off first with the boy to the infirmary ward. I'm here to escort you to the infirmary on his commands."

"Let's go then." Tsukiyomi plainly said. The mafioso grunted in response and followed behind her.

"Did you dispose of the dead body?" He asked when they were waiting for the elevator.

Tsukiyomi shoved her hands into her pockets. "No. I left it as it is." She brought up her right hand and formed a gun sign, holding it up to her head. "With a bullet hole in the head." Her hand dropped to her side and the lift arrived on the floor they were on. The metallic doors opened and she stepped inside first. "Have someone clean the body up later on." The mafioso clicked his tongue in annoyance and pressed the close door button. "High and mighty aren't you? Just because Boss accepts you and does things more for you than he does for us, doesn't mean you can kick people around. You have just murdered your friend and you didn't feel any remorse? It just shows that you're a killing machine." He scoffed.

Her head turned and she gave him a blank look. Her dull, glazed eyes were pooled with an endless darkness. It scared the male a little, but he returned her stare with a frown. "What do you want? Giving me that stare, do you want to die?"

She greeted him with a smile that came upon her face subconsciously. "You're threatening the wrong person." A pistol appeared in her hand and she pulled the trigger. The sound of bullet being shot out exploded in the elevator, causing the ears to ring. A second later, the mafioso fell to the ground as he held his left leg, writhing in pain while he screamed bloody murder. The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened. The gun disappeared into thin air and Tsukiyomi turned her back to him. "Anymore words from your mouth, then maybe a bullet will go into your head. Just like how it was for the previous person." She walked out from the elevator, leaving him to tend to his own injury by himself.

Kanji words flood around her feet in a whirlwind before they broke away and dissipated, signalling the time limit of her ability had been reached and forcefully disabled. Reaching the door of the infirmary ward, she opened the first door. Noting that Mori wasn't in the room other than the many hordes of mafioso, she slammed the door shut and walked to the very back of the hallway. She then opened the door with the sign that says 'VIP'.

"You came faster than I expected. Have you mourned enough of her death?" Mori asked when he saw Tsukiyomi entering the infirmary room her was in. Tsukiyomi stared at Mori with a dead expression. "I don't see a reason to mourn for her when she doesn't see me other than someone who killed her and my past." I replied.

Mori chuckled. "That's why I said that you should have stayed."

Tsukiyomi walked to the bed he was sitting on and realised that he was having a nurse treat to Takumi's wound that he had made. "Maybe I should have." Tsukiyomi murmured under her breath. She took a stool and sat beside the bed.

"I'm done. It's not a deep wound, since it just grazed his skin. But his bandages have to be changed every few hours and his wound cleaned at least once a day. Twice if he does any workout or sweats." The nurse bowed her head and left the room, taking the tray and equipment along with her.

When Tsukiyomi couldn't take the silence, she spoke up. "I'm going to bring Takumi-kun home. That is if you don't mind that Boss."

Mori raised a brow at her but didn't disapprove. "Alright. I don't need him anymore. He has done a very good job." His hand moved out to touch his head but Tsukiyomi swatted his hand away. With a dark glare fixed on her face, she directed her malice towards Mori. "Don't touch him." She snapped.