#14 - Three Minutes Clapping
Heartbeat, breath, then silence. The usual white noise fills his ears.
That was a close one, he might think; but he does not. He is too confident to fail.
Now that he is there, in the crowd — the skies of this Shibuya are brighter than usual, the voices more cheerful, he feels it — the danger he has just fled by the skin of his teeth fades, turning into a pale hue of memory.
Between his peaceful steps, Joshua thinks of what lies ahead and what he has left behind. It was all arranged before; he has no regrets, nor worries.
Of course — in the variables of this Game, for just one moment, he cannot help thinking of him too. Maybe, in the end, he will take care of his pawn, just to pull him out of the selfish misery he has trapped himself in. Maybe he will erase him, in the exact moment when his little challenge comes to an end.
It is all up to him, and he is aware of it. He spreads his fingers, looking at his pale skin — the little world of this town is moving right there, in his palm, just as he had planned.
He clenches his fist, then follows the human wave. Whatever way, it will be fun.
Welcome to the fourteenth chapter of Sounds of Shibuya. Week 2 comes to an end, and so does the first half of this small collection. This challenge is proving to be an excellent experience!
A special thank you to Amulet Misty, my ever faithful reviewer. Thank you, dear! And I also want to thank all the dear people who enjoyed reading this so far.
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