Garasu No Kamen

When will love appear from the purple haze?

Riding in the car with Hayami on a snowy day was something many people didn't experience.

But seeing him jaded was another dimension. Maya was wandering aimlessly in a snowstorm. Masumi surely didn't appreciate the fact his most valuable asset was in danger of being killed.

"Maya, Would you like to tell me why you were wandering aimlessly in the middle of a SNOWSTORM? Masumi scolded.

"Well, I, Uh"

"ANSWER ME!:

" I can't okay!" Maya's face began to turn red, and her eyes were starting to water

" That's stupid, Maya, I demand you tell me this instant!"

" I said, I can't! You big idiot! You wouldn't understand!"

Grabbing Maya's thin coat he demanded her to look straight into his eyes. She refused. Masumi knew she was stubborn, but she wasn't stupid. Shaking her around some more, she finally cracked. Tears fled her eyes in a flash.

" I woke up, really early this morning, and I couldn't go back to sleep. I didn't watch the new or anything and I made breakfast for myself and decided to take a walk."

"What time was it when you left?" Masumi barked.

" It was 5:45!"

Masumi knew well that at 5 o'clock in the morning the sun wasn't up. It was 7:38a.m now. All his plans were canceled and he was heading home.

"Maya, would you like to come home with me?"

She murmured "okay"

They arrived at Maya's home and she packed some clothes and hygiene products.

Later on they were stuck in traffic, and Masumi couldn't help but wonder why Maya would leave her house so early in the morning 'for a walk.'

"Maya, why would you need to clear your mind so early in the morning that it couldn't wait until evening?"

" Well, I have a fan that goes by '"The Purple roses'" and he has been sending me lots of postcards and stuff, and he refuses to show me his face, or tell me his real name. It's been going on for four years now, Now I'm starting to wonder if he exists, if he's a stalker or someone close to me. Someone I could never expect."

"Maya" he muttered

In the back of the well heated limo, it suddenly felt cold. Masumi lit a cigarette as if it were a blood transfusion. Maya asked the limo driver to play some music, the driver did what was requested of him to break the tension.

Masumi began to mentally curse himself for causing Maya all this pain. Her tears were beginning to dry up, but she was still dazed.

" All these years I caused her pain, she cries and wonders where her shining knight in armor is, but I could never be such a thing for her. How could she love a cold ,cruel man who is so distant. Heartless to her face, but warm and sentimental to her through letters. If I revealed myself to her, she will think of me as some kind of sociopath who likes to play mind games."

At the worst timing known to man, the song she loved the most played on the radio "Nepemora - 3:03a.m" Played.

" Want to hear something that's just plain ironic?" Maya inquired

" Sure." Masumi mumbled..

" I woke up at exactly 3:03 this morning."

Unsure how to respond to this he replied a casual "Nice."

She poked him and asked " Are you human? Like Mortal, as in being able to die?

The chauffeur chuckled, only to regret it seconds later to meet the eyes of the Work Demon…

"Chibi-chan no, I am a demon. Always remember that, I can't die, I don't eat, sleep or have human needs and I get my fill of souls through coffee and cigarettes."

" And it seems like you too!"