Yuri
I may have said that to Noda, but I'm still not completely sure of Sayumi. She's strong, and Iwasawa's taken her under her wing, but there's a darkness in her that's clearly visible. That might get her into trouble later on. It happens sometimes, to some humans who die with too many regrets. Otonashi's doing fine, but the only thing that slightly bothers me is that he doesn't have his memories. We can deal with that later. Mission, start!
Sayumi
I was waiting with Shiina, near the corner of the building. I could just barely see Hinata and Otonashi, who were standing in front of the doors. Even though I say "waiting", I was really impatient, walking around in circles and different restlessly. Shiina was leaning against the building, a silent statue. The sun was setting, and as the minutes passed I could see less and less, until I only saw the glint of my guns from the lights streaming out the windows. As my eyes were adjusting to the night, I barely made out the other SSS members hiding in various places, glad when I didn't see a certain person.
I was in the middle of re-checking my guns when Shiina muttered, all of a sudden, "Calm down. This is a very trivial mission. Move around too much and you won't be able to concentrate much on the enemy. You have to stay still and observe. This is so stupid- even a newbie like you should know that much." I flinched. I didn't want to be scolded by anyone, much less Shiina. Her eyes looked like my mother's, which reminded me that my mother seldom scolded me for anything. The images of my mother were painful to see, especially when I basically saw her burn to death. My eyes stung with tears, and I quickly swiped at my eyes to not betray myself. Apparently I wasn't quick enough, because Shiina then said in a softer tone, "Sorry. You were remembering something sad?" I nodded but refused to say anything. She said no more.
Iwasawa
I was slightly disappointed when I heard Sayumi wouldn't play with us. Then again, the girl's technical skills would be of great use to Yuri. But if she had played that wonderfully sad music during the concert, the students probably wouldn't appreciate it as I do. And if they don't, they would probably stop coming to hear us, and Yuri needs us to be their distracter during missions. I shook off my doubts and made myself smile. It's time to face the crowd and play my heart out.
Sayumi
I was laughing. Exhilarating, near-hysterical laughter. It was wonderful, a delightful feeling. I haven't felt this amazing since getting my first high, to celebrate my first concert. Angel had appeared, and we starting fighting with her. I soon grew tired of my plain, boring guns, so I snapped out my switchblades hidden within my sleeves and lunged forward. Shiina tried to stop me, yelling "Wait!" But I paid no attention. My prey was right in front of my eyes.
Angel called out her "Hand Sonic" or whatever, but the name doesn't matter. I saw a blade grow from her hand and I got excited. A real fight! A chance to actually do something! I was moving like I was dancing, a dance with death... Except I already was dead, so there's no fear! I can be reborn as many times as I wanted! Angel kept trying to keep up with my attacks, but her expressionless face suddenly looked frustrated and a bit wary. I managed to give her some cuts here and there, but they always healed. That frustrated me- I wanted her to feel pain. I slashed at her and she jumped back, narrowing her eyes at me. I was still laughing, not caring if the others thought me insane. "What's wrong? Are you scared?" I taunted her. She had no reaction, just kept staring at me and holding a defensive stance. A wide grin crept across my face. "If you're an angel, then you should have no fear of getting hurt or even dying, right? If there is a god, why did he let my family die? Why did I have to suffer in that living hell? Why did we ALL have to suffer?!" I yelled at her maniacally, tears blurring my vision. It wasn't fair that we had shitty lives. It. Wasn't. Fair.
If it didn't dawn on me then, I was really fighting to get back at the so-called god. He gave us all terrible lives. I hated him for it. During that maelstrom of hate and loathing and bitter revenge, I was getting repeatedly shot at by the other SSS members. I could faintly hear Noda yelling, "Get out of the way, you dumb bitch! You're ruining the plan!" I didn't care. I didn't even feel the pain. All I saw was an "Angel" who was right in front of me, the representative and receiver of all my pain and suffering.
I wanted her to suffer. I wanted her, or at least something, to feel what I've felt since that incident. I didn't care what anyone else thought of me. I just wanted to let out my bottled-up emotions in some destructive manner. If I was going down, so was she. It didn't matter if I got really hurt in the process; I'd surely wake up again in this world. Probably for eternity.
The last thing I saw before blacking out was Angel running forward, swinging her blade down towards my neck, and the unmistakable blur of Shiina rushing past me to intercept.