Secrets

Chapter 5: Memory II

Memory II

"I will always stay by
your side"

Gakuhou sat on the sofa in the living room. Enjoy the coffee and quiet atmosphere.

Gakuhou won't said he feel lonely tonight. It just... his ungrateful, egoistic, prideful daughter hang out with her min- friends. That's all. He glanced to the clock.

9:45 p.m

That's it. He'll find the girl. He wake up when the door open.

"Tadaima" Gakuhou turn to he back. His daughter have come home. Looking at he like he grow third eyes or something.

" Are you going to call the hunters?" Gakushuu ask, now turn unimpressed.

Hunters. Professionals member from There. Working as the organization's spies.

Taking note of their target daily routines from far without making chaos with people around. Great at hiding.

Oh, there many part of the organization, and one of it is hunters.

"If you try to use them against me that won't work" Gakushuu said.

Gakuhou chuckle. Ha, he is worried of her and she though he'll want to punish her.

Gakushuu turn uncomfortable. The laugh was familiar. He heard it long time ago. It's...Fulls of mockery!

"Ah, maybe I don't want same accidents happen" Gakuhou walk closer. Gakushuu look away.

The man raise he hand and reaching the girl's chin. He stroke the girl chin with he thumb and raise the girl head to face him.

She can feel the black aura and centipedes creep out from the man back.

"Just you know, sweetheart" The man walk away.

The words send chill through her spine. When the last time she see he like that?

Meanwhile
Gakuhou sat on he chair. He look at he table.

Paperwork.

Something caught his eyes. The photo of his family. He bent down.

"How it can reach here?"

He look at the picture. He adores this photo. Because Gakushuu gave her cute smile. So he don't want to burn it although there something make he mad.

A woman with orange hair. With white skin and amber eyes. His wife. Ex-wife.

He sigh.

An unpleasant memory to remember.

"Prangggg!' the vase broke to pieces. It hit the wall despite her target. But it don't mean it don't hurt the target.

The vase's pieces hit the girl since the vase hit the wall beside her.

There cut on her arm another on her near her neck and at her cheek.

The target don't gave reaction. She have got use of it. But she hold the cut near her neck, that a bit deep.

The woman breathing heavily. She mad.

"Why? Why not you cry?" The child in front of her don't give reaction.

"Y-you demon!" She come closer raising her hand.

But her hand be stop. She look to the man beside her.