Izaya stepped out of the elevator with Shiki and Psyche following closely. The executive insisted that he come along in case the situation was dangerous or if Izaya needed him for any reason. Izaya speculated Shiki just wanted to know the situation for his own curiosity. As for Psyche, he refused to leave his father's side and Shiki was never good at telling his adoptive child 'no' so, of course, he was going to come up, as well.

Izaya rushed down the hall. Immediately, he noticed a woman standing by his door. It was his next door neighbor who he's only talked to in passing.

"Oh, Orihara-san, good, you're finally back!"

"Hello, Minami-san," Izaya said to the woman as he reached for his passcode pad.

"Someone's been screaming in your apartment for nearly two hours straight. I wanted to call you but I realized I don't have your number."

"Thank you, Minami-san. You're concern is touching."

"I could hear him from my living room."

"I'm not surprised. I'll put the situation under wraps."

"Is he okay?"

"I don't know. But don't worry, if needed, I'll take him to the hospital."

"You should take him to the hospital regard—"

"Minami-san, please back off for now. I don't know the situation but once I do, I'll handle it."

Minami's eyes widened before she nodded. "Oh, um, o-okay!"

The door unlocked and Izaya stepped inside.

Izaya was berated by the sounds of Roppi's screamed. Izaya didn't even bother taking off his shoes as he rushed into the apartment. Shiki and Psyche followed closely.

"Namie-san, what's going on?" Izaya yelled as he entered the living room.

"Like I know!" Namie glowered at Izaya. "I tried to get him to unlock the door, but he told me to screw off."

"Iza!"

A little figured rammed into Izaya's leg, giving the raven a Charlie horse with its head. Izaya almost collapsed but he managed to stay on his feet.

"Iza!" The black-haired toddler looked up at him with a smile.

"Hibiya?" Izaya cocked a brow. "You…you have legs. And are naked! Wait, what is this?"

Izaya knelt down. He took off his coat and wrapped it around the naked child.

"Is Tsuki naked too?"

"Tsu's over there." Hibiya turned and pointed to the couch.

The blond baby looked up, a stressed expression on his face. He was indeed naked.

"Oh jeez."

Izaya stood and rushed over to the blond. Izaya took off his long sleeve.

"Put your arms up."

Tsuki did as told. Izaya put his oversized long sleeve over Tsuki's head and pulled it down.

"Iza!"

"Hibiya, I need you to stay down h—"

"Iza! You find family!"

"Wha?"

Izaya looked over at the toddler. He had a grip on Psyche's sleeve with a wide grin on his face. Psyche looked completely uncomfortable as he pulled on Hibiya's tiny hand.

"Hibiya, leave him alone." Izaya rushed over. "He's not my family."

"No, he's ours!"

Izaya cocked a brow. He leaned down and picked the toddler up. "What are you talking about?"

"He's one of us!" Hibiya pointed at Psyche. "He smells like us and he is related to mes. I can feel it in my tummy."

Izaya cocked a brow. Then his eyes widened. Then closed in frustration.

"This is too much getting dropped at one time!"

Izaya turned around. Izaya walked over to the couch and put the toddler down next to Tsuki.

"I want you to stay here with your brother. Here,"

Izaya pulled out his phone from his coat around Hibiya and turned it on. He went to his apps and turned on a knock-off Candy Crush.

"You can play this game. You move the candies to put matching ones into lines of three or more. Okay?"

"Okay." Hibiya took the device. Tsuki leaned over to watch.

The toddler swiped on the screen.

"Don't hit the screen too hard else you'll break it."

"Okay."

"Also, share with Tsuki. Take turns, okay?"

"Okay."

Izaya then stood. He turned and walked around the couch. He rushed up the steps.

"Shiki-san," Izaya stopped on the stairs, "You and Psyche can go home. I'll contact you. Thank you for your concern."

Izaya didn't wait for a response as he rushed up the steps, opening his bedroom door.

As soon as he entered, Roppi let out a scream. Izaya grabbed the ensuite bathroom door. It was locked.

"Roppi! Hey, it's Izaya! Open the door!"

"GRaaah! I—FUCKing can't!" Roppi began to breath heavily, groaning and moaning all the while.

"Okay. One minute!"

Izaya rushed over to his nightstand and opened the drawer. He pulled out his lockpicking kit. He turned and gave a jog to the door. The informant knelt down and used the hand-sized picks to screw with the lock until it clicked. He put the tools down on the carpet and twisted the door handle.

The first thing Izaya saw was Roppi's clothes scattered on the ground. The hermaphrodite was in the bathtub with his legs propped up on the sides. The porcelain white of the tub was stained red with blood. Izaya noticed the blood had a discreet layer of what looked like mucus or vaginal semen. Roppi's hair was wet with sweat and sticking to his face. His face was very red while his knuckles were white.

"What's going on?" Izaya asked, kneeling down by the tub and grabbing Roppi's hand.

"Don't do that!" Roppi yanked his hand away. "I'll break your fucking hand."

"…Right, sorry." Izaya started rubbing Roppi's shoulder.

"Hah, FUCK!"

"Roppi, what's going on?"

"I'm fucking, NNNGGH!"

Roppi's toes curled as his hands clenched against the tub. Izaya noticed some obvious indents in the porcelain from the raven's fingertips. Roppi clenched his teeth hard and his eyes were screwed tight shut. He then tilted his head down and a scream tore through his throat. Izaya's eyes widened.

Roppi let his voice die and began breathing hard instead as his body went limp.

"Should I call Shinra? Or an ambulance?"

"No, no no no!" Roppi glared at him, tears leaking from his eyes. "I don't nee—there's nothing either can do for me."

"What's wrong then?"

"I didn't birth right."

"Hah?!"

"GRRH! Mer-mermaid's, we have—our fin is pure muscle. So…so, when we give birth, the baby go-going through the canal is rea-really tight. Hah hah, So sometimes, the-the umbilical cord is torn on the way out of the mom. If that happens, the…the placenta is left in the womb."

"That…sounds unhealthy."

"It's not that bad. It's not like—krgh!—it's not like it's festering. Ba-basically what happens is after about a-a day or two, I'll have cramps sim-similar to a contraction to push the placenta's out."

"So…does the fact that you didn't have a vagina for about 4 weeks have a negative effect?"

"YUP!" Roppi tilted his head back and let out a loud exhale of pain.

Izaya rubbed the mermaid's shoulder.

"FK!" Roppi groaned through clenched teeth. "It—this feel-feels like-like I'm giving birth all o-over again!"

Roppi hiccupped as tears streaked his cheeks.

"It shouldn't be this bad! It's hurts so FKNG MCH!"

"W-well, um," Izaya was completely shocked, his mind going blank for the first time in a long time. "do painkillers have no affect on you at all? I mean, do they only give you legs or can they actually help with pain?"

Roppi shook his head. "We're strong-stronger than humans. I have a high-er pain tolerance than...you. Us-usually, we don't need things like that."

"So you don't know if they work?"

"S…sedatives works but th-that's only because it knocks us out. Everything else I KNOW DOESn't work."

Izaya's brows furrowed. He felt completely helpless, a feeling he hadn't felt in years.

"Well, uh, um, wh-what um, what can we do about this? Is there anythin—"

"All I can do is push this fucking thing out. I've AAARRGGHH! I've already got on-one. I'm wo-working on-on the othAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Roppi tilted his head back in a scream.

Izaya gripped Roppi's shoulder, not knowing what else to do.

Roppi slumped back against the tub as he panted hard.

"Do you want ice chips? Or something? Water?"

Roppi shook his head. "Just…just stay with me, please?"

Izaya's eyes widened. He then nodded. "Okay. Okay, I'm here."

Roppi smiled at Izaya with adore. "Thank you."

The informant didn't know why he suddenly felt so uncomfortable from that gaze, but his fists clenched and his throat tightened.

Roppi didn't seem to notice as he tilted his head to rest his head against Izaya's arm. The informant didn't stop him. Regardless of his personal emotions, the mermaid could use the comfort.

Roppi lied passed out on Izaya's bed. It had taken twenty minutes after the informant arrived for Roppi to get the other placenta out. He then had Izaya kneed on Roppi's stomach for ten minutes to make sure he didn't hemorrhage. Izaya wasn't sure if hemorrhaging was possible when he was only pushing out a sack of liquids but he didn't question it and did as Roppi said.

Roppi was fading in and out of consciousness after that. Izaya managed to spray the mermaid down to get the fluids off of him and dried him off before carrying him to the bed. By the time Izaya placed Roppi on the mattress, he was out cold. Because of the situation, Izaya placed a towel under Roppi's hips for precautions. He then grabbed a shirt from his closet, put it on himself, and went to the bedroom entrance.

As soon as Izaya opened the door, the small blond toddler, Tsukishima came around the staircase, holding the hem of Izaya's oversized shirt like a princess holding their dress so he wouldn't trip.

"Is daddy okay?" the child looked up at Izaya.

"He's fine now." Izaya said, walking down the steps.

He sat down on the third step from the bottom and held his arms out the Tsuki. The blond climbed on all four up the stairs to the informant. Izaya picked him up and set him on his knee.

"I want too! I want too!" Hibiya yelled, rushing around the couch.

Izaya chuckled as he rested his head on Tsuki's, fatigue hitting him hard. "Come here then, Hibi."

"I'm coming!"

Hibiya's little legs thumped against the ground as Izaya's coat fell around his tiny shoulders, fluttering behind him like a train.

'At least he won't trip on it.' Izaya thought.

"So, what was wrong?" A male voice said.

Izaya's eyes widened while Hibiya climbed up the steps. The informant looked over to the other couch, barely able to make out a white sleeve out of the corner of the banister.

"You're still here, Shiki-san?"

"Iza! Pick me up! Pick me up!" Hibiya yelled at Izaya, grabbed the informants thigh.

"I didn't think it'd be a good idea to leave you alone in this situation." Shiki stood and walked around the couch.

"Iza!" Hibiya glared up at him.

Izaya wrapped his arm around Tsuki to keep the blond from falling backwards and picked Hibiya up to put on his other leg. Hibiya wrapped his arms around Izaya's with a happy grin.

"Besides, Hibiya had a lot to say." Shiki imputted.

Izaya stiffened but he didn't let that show on his expression. "Oh? And what did Hibiya say?"

Shiki now stood by the banister of the stairs, leaning against the metal.

"They wanted to know why him and we were related!" Hibiya said with a huge smile as he pointed to Psyche, who now stood behind Shiki. "So I say stuff!"

"What kind of stuff?"

"That he's a mermaid and their mother is the person who was screaming." Shiki was glaring death at Izaya as he crossed his arms.

Izaya smiled at the exectutive but internally, he was panicking.

'Hibiya why?'

"The imagination of a child knows no bounds, Shiki-san."

"Who's their father?"

Izaya held his grin.

"He is!" Hibiya yelled, pointed at Izaya.

Izaya jolted. His smirk vanished as he stared at the baby wide-eyed. "That—Hibiya! You shouldn't say things that aren't true!"

Hibiya's smile vanished instantly and his eyes stretched wide. "You're not our daddy?"

"…Well, no, I'm not but—"

"WAAAAAHHH!"

Hibiya screamed as tear began to immediately stream his cheeks. Izaya jolted again for a new reason.

"Hibi, it's okay, hey!" Izaya started bouncing Hibiya on his knee. "There's nothing wrong with that."

"No, I want Iza to be Daddy!"

"But I'm not—"

Hibiya screamed. Izaya openly cringed as it was right next to his ear.

"Hibiya, Hibiya! Wait, I was kidding! I was kidding! I'm…I'm your…daddy. I'm your dad!"

"You are?!" Hibiya immediately stopped crying and looked at Izaya wide-eyed.

Izaya held a strained smile. "Yeah, I'm your dad."

"Good!" Hibiya hugged his arm tight to his little body.

Izaya let out a heavy sigh as he tilted his head back.

"Iza," Tsuki tugged on Izaya's sleeve.

"Yeah?"

"Can I see mommy?"

"He's sleeping right now."

"Can I still see him?"

Izaya looked down at Hibiya. "Do you want to see him?"

Hibiya nodded.

"You have to be quiet though. He's really, really tired."

"I will!" Hibiya nodded vigorously.

Izaya sighed. "Okay."

Izaya let out an exhale before pushing up to stand. He held both babies to his chest and turned up the steps.

"I'll be back in a minute. Namie-san, can you make a call to Shinra? I want him to check on Roppi after all that's happened."

"Sure." The woman replied.

"Shiki-san, I'll properly explain when I come back."

"You better." The executive snarled.

Izaya went up the stairs to the room. He went to the bed, with the intention to let them only look at Roppi from afar. However, Tsuki began to struggle in Izaya's hold and he had to put the blond down else he'd drop him. Tsuki crawled over to his mother and grabbed Roppi's hand. The light sleeper didn't stir; Izaya wasn't surprised as Roppi was completely exhausted. Tsuki got underneath the blankets and cuddled up to Roppi.

Hibiya let out a yawn and rested his head on Izaya's shoulder.

"You want to lay down too?" Izaya asked in a quiet voice.

Hibiya shook his head, holding Izaya's shirt tightly.

Izaya chuckled. "Okay."

Izaya sat down on the bed and maneuvered himself so he was lying back against the headboard and Hibiya was lying on his chest. Izaya rubbed the little one's back as his eyes grew heavy.

"I don't want lay down!" Hibiya yelled but didn't move at all.

Izaya let out a monosyllabic chuckle. 'He cries to get what he wants then tires himself out. How cute.'

"I don't wanna!"

"Hibiya, you need to be quiet. You'll wake mommy."

"I don't wanna!"

Izaya just rubbed the babe's back.

Hibiya was out in minutes.

Now was the challenge of getting out from under Hibiya without waking him. Izaya held the babe close to his chest and very slowly rolled over on his side. Hibiya didn't stir. Izaya pulled his hands away. Still no stir. Izaya shimmied off the bed. Still no stir.

Izaya let out a sigh of relief. He noticed Tsuki was still wide awake and staring at Izaya. The informant waved good-bye to the baby. Tsuki waved back. Izaya turned to the door.

The informant closed the wooden panel as quietly as he could.

"Okay." Izaya said as he descended the steps. "Sorry for the wait."

"Where are the kids?" Shiki asked.

"Sleeping."

"With the mermaid?"

Izaya's smile became strained. "Shiki-san, you shouldn't believe everything a child says."

"I don't really care for what the kid said. I care for what the mother said."

Izaya tilted his head in confusion. "You haven't met the mother, though."

"Didn't have to. The video said it all."

Izaya's smile faded as he cocked a brow, standing at the bottom of the stair's now. "Video?"

Shiki chuckled. "Have you not been on the Dollars site recently, Orihara-san?"

Izaya's eyes narrowed.

"You had an argument with a man claiming to have 'swam with Poseidon' because he's a mermaid."

Izaya's eyes widened. He then let out a heavy sigh as his rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index. "Right. I saw all the phones. Should have known."

"I didn't think you were so gullible."

Izaya looked up at him. "Excuse me?"

"You believe that that man is actually a mermaid?"

"Regardless if I believe or not, the fact that he pulled a bench out of concrete just like Shizu-chan speaks for itself."

Izaya walked over to his desk and sat down on the tabletop.

"It just means that he's similar to Heiwajima." Shiki said.

"And what if Shizu-chan was also a mermaid?" Izaya mused.

Shiki rolled his eyes.

"Shiki-san, how can you be a skeptic when a woman who lacks a head drives around Ikebukuro every day? As well as a cursed Japanese sword taking over other's minds?"

Shiki gave him an 'are you serious' look. "Besides the fact that there's nothing inhuman about that person and the Black Bike and Saika sword can't hide their inhumanities? Those who are unable to grow up tend to call themselves inhuman things. I wouldn't be surprised, from what you said in the video, that this mother developed a complex due to the trauma."

"And the fact that we keep referring to him as 'he' yet he's a mother?"

"Another complex. Or maybe he's a hermaphrodite. Would explain the screaming fit today, if he was in the process of pushing out a miscarriage."

Izaya let out a dry chuckle. "Well, Shiki-san, you may believe whatever you will. I have no pictures to prove I'm right and I don't want to wake the babies just to show you."

Izaya brought his legs up to sit criss-crossed on the desk.

"But as for your previous question, and despite what Hibiya said, I'm not the father. Their father is a man named Nanasaki Yoroshi. Their mother is indeed a hermaphrodite named Hachimenroppi."

"And the reason you have him and two kids?"

"Well, to be fair, I didn't know Roppi-chan was pregnant when I took them in."

"The reason you have them?"

"Why should I give that information for free?"

Shiki glared. "Because that kid just claimed he's Psyche's brother. Went into extensive details of how he's not wrong and his stomach tells him they're related somehow."

Izaya cocked a brow. "Interesting. I'll ask Roppi-chan about it later."

Shiki's eyes narrowed.

"But this is a conversation that Psyche doesn't need to hear. You can probably piece together from the video the kind of lifestyle Roppi was living until I came across him."

"Wait, I'll find out anyway!" Psyche yelled, rushing over to Izaya. The boy held on to the desk and looked up at Izaya with a desperate expression. "If that person upstairs is really my mother then I'll know about the details anyway!"

"Psyche," Shiki said, "We have no proof that that person is—"

"She is. I can feel in my gut! My chest, it…"

Izaya tilted his head. "You can feel it?"

"I…I don't know how to describe it. But I don't think that boy, Hibiya; he wasn't lying. I could feel it."

Izaya leaned down, smiling at Psyche as sweetly as he could.

"Are you sure that feeling isn't just your desperation and impatience to find your birth parents?"

"Positive."

Izaya wasn't expecting such a quick response. So he let out a chuckle to give him time to think.

"Well, unfortunately," Izaya said, "I can't let you see him. He's completely exhausted and I just put the babies down for a nap."

"I can wait."

"I doubt he'll wake up tonight."

"So I'll spend the night!"

"No you won't." Shiki said, putting his hand on Psyche's head. "You have school tomorrow."

"I don't care about school, Dad!" Psyche glared up at him. "If this Roppi is really my mother and she's right up those steps then I'm not going anywhere."

"Psyche." Izaya grabbed the boys hand to gather his attention. "Understand that if you really are Roppi-chan's child, you weren't supposed to be born."

Psyche's eyes widened.

"You said so yourself that you'll find out regardless so here's the sugarcoated version. Roppi and your biological father weren't in an equal relationship. Roppi was a pet and your father did horrible things to Roppi. Some of those horrible things ended up getting Roppi pregnant with a few other children besides you. If Roppi-chan really is your mother, then she might reject the very sight of you because you bring back painful memories for him."

"But, that…is that why he abandoned me?"

"From what Roppi-chan told me, Nanasaki didn't want more than one pet. When Roppi had kids, Nanasaki got rid of them. If I'm right, Nanasaki is the mystery man in that photo."

"Orihara-san, enough." Shiki picked Psyche up.

"Psyche, don't misunderstand. Let me talk to Roppi first. I need to broach this topic with him delicately or he may reject you."

"Orihara! Enough!" Shiki yelled. "We're done here!"

"No, we're not!" Psyche screamed, flailing in Shiki's hold.

Shiki's eyes widened for a moment before he put the boy down—less he drop the boy instead.

Psyche started to cry, clenching his teeth hard.

"Psy-chan." Izaya slid off his desk and knelt before the brunette. He grabbed Psyche's hand and held it in both of his. "I was too blunt. I'm very sorry. Don't despair, okay? Roppi-chan personally asked me to locate all of the children Nanasaki stole from him. If you are one of them, then I'm sure he'll be happy. However, that's in theory. And this is all so very sudden, right after he suffered for hours today. I don't know if he's strong enough as of right now to deal with this emotional rollercoaster that meeting his long-lost son would entail. Please, give me some time. Once I know Roppi-chan is back in perfect health, I'll broach the subject with him and we'll set a date to meet. Is that fair?"

Psyche's little brows furrowed. His teeth clenched and his hand bundled in a fist within Izaya's hold.

The eight-year-old nodded. "Okay. Okay…"

"Psyche." Shiki knelt down behind the boy.

Psyche immediately turned around and wrapped his arms around Shiki's neck in a hug. The executive didn't hesitate to hug the boy back and pick him up.

"We'll be in touch." Shiki said to Izaya, casting the informant a glare.

"Of course. Be safe going home, Shiki-san."

Shiki nodded before turning to the exit.

Once the front door closed, Izaya let out a heavy sigh and lied down on the floor. "Too much. There was way too much to deal with in just one day."

"It's not often I see you exhausted." Namie jested, a snicker escaping her lips.

"Did you call Shinra?"

"Yes. He said he'd be on his way in an hour. Seemed like he was with his father. I heard the bastard in the background."

Izaya nodded. "Okay."

A brief silence was held. "So a mermaid, huh?"

Izaya didn't answer immediately. "…Yeah."

"Is that why I wasn't supposed to go into his room?"

"Yeah. The babies…" Izaya closed his eyes with defeat. Izaya couldn't find a reason to keep up the charades "I don't know why they sprouted legs. I'll ask Roppi about it later. But they were in the tank yesterday. Roppi didn't want you to see them because he was worried you'd experiment on them."

Namie glowered at him but Izaya didn't see that ,what with his eyes still being closed.

"So what happened today?" Namie asked.

Izaya opened his eyes to stare at the ceiling. "Apparently, a complication can happen during the birthing process. From the way he said it, it sounds like it's not an uncommon occurrence. See, all sharks and dolphins are just a mass of moving muscles. Roppi's fin—when he has it—is no different. Apparently, because of how dense the muscles are, when a baby is born the birthing canal is so tight that it tears the umbilical cord from the baby on the way out. If that happens, the placenta gets stuck in the womb for a day or two and they have to push it out. Roppi said that it typically feels like early labor contractions."

"Early labor contractions feel like menstrual cramps."

Izaya shrugged. "That's what Roppi said."

"Those kids are nearly three-years-old. How is he just now pushing the placenta's out. Unless he had a baby recently."

"Those two are the recent babies."

Izaya was too exhausted to try and be coy or figure out a lie to tell. Namie would only pry more so he might as well come clean now.

"So long as a mermaid remains in water, they'll age five and a half years every three months. They were born about five or six weeks ago so it makes sense that they look like three-years-old's."

"That still doesn't explain why he's just birthing the placenta's now. Or why he was screaming so much over menstrual cramps."

"After Roppi had the kids, I gave him some hydros. Painkillers, the chemical in painkillers that causes the inhibitor for pain—"

"Acetylsalicylic acid."

"Yeah, that. So long as a drug has that in it, it makes an adult mermaid sprout legs. Kids can do it naturally as a survival adaptation until they hit puberty. After that, they need to use pain killers to get legs. Right after Roppi gave birth, I gave him some hydros so that we could move the babies away from the warehouse that I had them in. I realize now that was because of Roppi's pheromones, but at the time I thought I was being practical. Anyway, different pain killers have different effects. Hydrocodone gives Roppi legs for three months, removes all forms of genetalia, and makes the pain in his new legs go away permanently after two hours in exchange for one of his five senses. That's why he was mute up until yesterday. He took Aspirin in order to talk. Aspirin is supposedly the worse drug since it makes the hermaphroditic mermaids, regardless of their prominent gender, female, the pain in the legs don't go away and it only last two weeks. I guess taking Aspirin while on Hydro's lets them be female and regain their lost sense with the long lasting pain free effect of hydro's."

"…Are you saying, for the last month he's been genderless until yesterday?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

"As in, no opening for anything? Just a mound of flesh between his legs."

"He claims he still has an anus like that but yes. Nothing else."

"How does he urinate then?"

"…That's a good question. I should ask him that when he wakes up."

Izaya sat up with a groan.

"Do we still have coffee?" the informant asked.

"Yes. Can't guarantee it's warm though."

"That's fine." Izaya pushed himself to his feet.

The raven headed to the kitchen.

"So," Namie said, following Izaya. "I'm assuming, because he let the placenta's fester in his womb for a month, that's why it hurt so much more than menstrual cramps?"

"He says the placenta's weren't festering but yeah, that's basically the jist of it."

Izaya grabbed the coffee pot and pulled a mug from the cupboard by his head. He poured himself a cup. The coffee was indeed cold when he felt the side of the mug so he turned to the microwave and nuked it for 30 seconds.

"What time is it?" Izaya asked.

"2:40."

Izaya groaned. "It's too early in the day to feel this tired."

"You have a client at three."

"Cancel it."

Namie glowered. Izaya felt the dagger's in his back.

"I'm tired, Namie-san. Any clients I have today, reschedule for tomorrow."

"You have clients tomorrow too."

"If I have any free time, put the clients of today into those blocks."

"You won't get any break time till seven at night then."

"That's fine."

Namie sighed. "Fine."

Namie turned and left the kitchen.

"Once you're done with that," Izaya said, "you can go home."

"Should I come back here tomorrow or the hotel?"

"Here. We're not using the hotel anymore."

Izaya took his mug of coffee and sat down on the couch. He took a gulp and put it on the coffee table. He then flopped onto his back on the cushions and let out a heavy sigh.

'Wow.' Izaya thought as his eyes closed. 'What a day.'

I honestly thought I'd be done with this story by, like chapter 12. But I think, with the rate of the progression, this is gonna be in the 20's. Hopefully. Please don't end up being 30, lol This story ended up taking a much more serious tone than I wanted it to and I don't really know where to go after a certain point. Got the ending just fine, it's getting to the end that's a problem.

Well see what happens.

Thanks for sticking with me thus far.

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