Chapter 4: A New Home
Driving on the dirt road, neither one said anything. Misato saw a small house unit was about a mile or so away. Looking around it, the grass field was drying up a little; however, it was strangely growing evenly everywhere. Reaching the new home for the Third Child, she stopped the car. Turning it off, both stepped out.
The house was different from a normal one. It was small, only having one bedroom and bathroom. More of an apartment size, it rested on a solid block of concrete. It raised the whole unit above the ground to be like on the second floor. Seeing an outline of open metal stairs on the side, it lead up to the large patio at the front entrance door.
Noticing him beginning to walk to the lone building, she followed. Going toward the stairs, both climbed up them towards the entrance patio. Reaching it and turning the corner, the patio was about the size of a living room space. Seeing the front door, they went to it. Unnoticed to them, a junkie was sitting in a shadowed corner of the platform space. Hearing and noticing the two strangers, he slowly got up while having a keen eye on the adult female.
"Your stuff should be in there already," Misato stated stopping near his front door.
"..." Shinji said.
Turning to face her, he nodded. She saw his eyes look right and turning his head to look over his shoulder. Blinking, she looked behind him as he was turning around. Both saw a dark silhouette standing and walking toward them slowly. Seeing how haggard the person's appearance was, she knew he was a junkie. The man stopped to look at the kid but returned his stare at Misato. A cold shiver down her spine but didn't show it.
"May I inquire what your business here is sir?" Shinji asked. The junkie put his hand in his pants pocket and pulled something out. A switchblade was in his hand and the pressed the small release button. The knife came a metal shink sound.
"I will take the woman unless you want to get hurt kid," the individual stated.
"...I see..." the Third Child said. Blinking, he didn't express or move. The junkie tried to scare the boy by taunting him; however, nothing came out of him. Just continuing to stare, the man was getting irritated.
'Being this calm under the circumstances...I wonder if Shinji has had these situations before,' she thought. Reaching behind her, she put her hand on her service pistol. Glancing at the male pilot, he wasn't showing fear or backing away.
"My apologizes sir, I can not do that. I do not wish to harm you but if your actions go any further, I will not give you mercy," Shinji responded in his calm tone.
Laughing a little, the junkie moved forward to be in Shinji's personal space. There was a difference in height where the boy would have to look up to see the man's face. Still amused by what the Third Child stated, he tried to backhand him. Shinji swiftly grabbed the man's right wrist and rotated the arm to have the palm facing up. Brutishly kicking the junkie's front leg to throw him off balance, the boy yanked the right arm.
In one swift motion, the pilot turned right 180 degrees. Feeling the man's elbow hit his left shoulder and lean, Shinji quickly pulled the man's forearm down. Feeling the arm straighten and quickly getting to a threshold, the boy murderously pulled the lower part of the arm back. The end result was a loud sickening crack. Releasing the weapon to the floor, the man fell to his knees crying in pain from his dislocated elbow.
"YOU-YOU SON OF A BITCH!" the junkie roared.
Leaping at the teen and throwing a left punch, the pilot dodged the attack then grabbed the sides of his head. With great strength, the Third Child threw the man's face to the wall of the apartment. A pop was heard and the man stumbled onto the floor. On his back and thrashing from his broken nose, the male pilot stood calmly and stared the man down.
'...whoa...' Misato thought surprised from what was happening.
Watching the junkie struggle to get up, Shinji got into a fighting stance. Without waiting for the man to get up completely, he attacked the guy when he was half-way up on his feet. Swiping the man's feet, the junkie fell to the ground on his right. Standing up, Shinji lifted his left foot and murderously stomped into the left side of the man's face. The impacted emitted a dull crunch sound and more blood pouring out of the man's nose.
Calmly bending forward, the Third Child grabbed the man. Pulling the junkie back to his feet, the teen threw a right cross into the man's face. It sent him backwards making him fall back to the ground a couple of feet away. Seeing the man breathing irregularly and hastily, crimson was coming out of his nose still. Getting into a neutral stance, he looked back to see an impressed Captain.
"Excuse me," he said and she nodded a little. Shinji turned around and walked to the side of the fallen man. The junkie opened his eyes and just saw a blur. However from the coloring of the person, he knew it was the boy was standing next to him.
"So...what are you going...to do now...kill me?" he chuckled.
"...yes..." Shinji replied stoically. The answer left the junkie to panic in fear.
"P-Please don't kill me! I-I have some-!?"
The man was cut off by the pilot lifting his right leg and shoving his foot into the man's throat. A large gurgle and gasp emitted from the junkie. Adding more pressure to his foot, moving it side to side like planting it in sand. Feeling like a time bomb waiting to go off, a sickening crack sounded and the individual stopped breathing. Getting off him, the boy slowly turned around with the same dead looking demeanor.
Misato still was fingering her service pistol in the holster behind her jacket nervously. Though thoroughly impressed, what she witness rattled her. The sight of a beat down followed by killing someone without hesitation or emotion was a little disturbing. Instead of turning toward her, she saw him walking to the entrance door. Seeing a keycard reader, he entered the plastic piece. Hearing it unlock, the boy opened the door then stopped.
A wave of odor came rushing out of the apartment making Misato instantly gag and turn away. Shinji blinked from the odor and went inside to find the source. In the apartment, Shinji saw four decomposing bodies in the hallway. All were women ranging in the ages of teenager to legal drinking age. Though the stench was horrible, he wasn't affected by it. Taking two bodies, he went back outside to the patio. Placing them next to the new corpse, he went back to get the other two.
Misato had move to the patio railing hoping nothing came out of her stomach. Feeling like nothing did, she breathed deeply until the vile smell was not so intense. Feeling stable, she turned around and saw the male pilot come out. Shinji brought out two more decomposing females from the apartment. Instead of puking, she just started to tremble violently.
Though she could still smell death where she was, it had to be multiple times worse inside the apartment. Looking at the Third Child as he set the two dead bodies next to the others, his facial expression was the same. Watching him turn around, he went back into the apartment calmly not bothered by the blood getting on him. She held herself and tried to get a grip. Unable to stop trembling, she went toward the stairs. Sitting down, she tried to recollect herself while contemplating how the boy could stomach it.
Back in the home, Shinji flicked the light switch on. With a flicker, the bulb shined the place. No matter where he looked, there was too much red for his liking. There were splatters of it all over the walls, ceiling, and floor. Walking toward the small kitchen area, he found blood coming from the oven and opened it.
'Oooo…somebody was making calamari!' a voice piped in enthusiastically.
The smell of burnt flesh and organs rushed into his nostrils. Blinking a couple of times to rid of the tears, he slowly got use to the pungent smell. Grabbing the burnt body inside, it was another female. Walking back outside and placing the body next to the growing pile of corpses, he went back inside. Walking through the short hallway and passing the kitchen, he entered the living room. Seeing it to be a blood bath, there was a sound.
There seemed to be running water nearby. Walking to the bathroom door, he saw blood coming out from below the door. Opening it, it was another bloodbath. The mirror, sink, and toilet were a mess with blood and a few innards in and around them. The walls and floor were just as bad. Turning his attention to the shower, the drapes had absorbed large amounts gore making the original color hard to tell. Moving the drapes over, there was a death scene in the shower.
Two bodies laid on the floor with one on top of the other. One was a male and the other was a female; both around the same age, late teens. Shinji looked at the position they were in. They were engaged in the act of intercourse when someone stopped them. He found two machetes in the back of the male. Lifting the male's head up, he found the female's head missing.
He heard water dripping from the shower head and looked up. Instead of water, it was blood. Looking at the attachment, it was inserted in the severed females head. Blinking and sighing through his nose slightly, he reached down and grabbed the two dead bodies. Dragging the couple out of the apartment, he did not feel any arousal or disgust from how they perished.
Placing the two corpses on the patio floor, he turned around and went back in. Going back to the bathroom, he went to remove the head. While doing so, water and blood were spitting out of it. The thick red liquid hit his shirt, pants and face as he continued. Able to remove it, he carried it back outside.
Setting it down next to the two corpses that were in the shower, he looked at the inserted blades. Blinking, he calmly grabbed both handles. Putting his foot down on the dead body's back, he pulled them out. The sound of flesh being cut followed by breaking cartilage filled the air.
'Okay, Okay…I can do this, I can do this…' Misato thought trying to reassuring herself.
Feeling composed and stable again, she stood up and looked toward the entrance. What she saw in front of her widen her eyes and paled her to Rei's skin tone. Standing before her were eight corpses. Two were in the middle of something that made her stomach and intestines turn inside out. But, what made her blood run cold was the person standing near them.
Shinji was covered with blood even his face was spotted an splashed with it. Seeing her, only his eyes slowly moved to where she was. He held the same gloomy stare while holding two blood soaked machetes between his fingers. The more she stared at the scene, the more her fears were growing inside of her. She saw him blink slowly with one eye while the other blinked normally. Giving into fear, she darted down the stairs to her car heaving in fright.
"…?" the male pilot said.
Tilting his head a little, he watched the Captain sprint to her vehicle. Quickly getting in, the headlights turned on and the engine roared. Peeling out and turning around, the car started heading back down the dirt road. Getting faster and faster, the car reached the paved road in little time. Hearing multiple giggles in his head, he turned back to what was around him.
Putting the machetes down, he started to do clean up. For four hours, he managed to bury the bodies away from the house. He managed to clean up most of blood in the apartment and himself. The bathroom, the kitchen and the apartment floor were cleaned; however, the walls, ceiling and the bed remained heavily stained with crimson.
Out of cleaning liquid and rags, he went back outside. Finding none of his belongings inside, he searched on the patio area. Turning to his right, there were four boxes in the corner. Walking over, he saw that they were his and had been already opened. Looking through them, nothing seemed to be taken except the medicine bottles and snacks. They were lying on the floor empty.
Expressing nothing about what was consumed, he began moving the boxes into his new home. Keeping all of his belongs in them, he just retrieved a sleeping bag. Laying it out on a cleaned area on the floor, he went into the kitchen. Placing his items on the counter, they were next to the knives and other items he recovered from the dead people. Turning around, he headed back into living room.
About to go to bed, the company in his head whispered things incoherently. Stopping and blinking a couple of times, he looked around the home one more time. Finding a closet that blended with the wall, he saw that it was spotted with blood. The voices didn't stop. Tapping in different areas, most of them were hollow sounding except for one.
"..." he said.
Looking at where he knocked, there was a spotted pattern of crimson on it. Hearing the whispers fade way into death screams, his right eye twitched a little. Ignoring it for another day, he took off his clothes except for his undershirt and boxers. Placing the blood stained clothes in a separate bag, he will have to clean them later. Turning off the lights, he set his backpack near the sleeping bag. Taking out his S-DAT player, he rewind it to started back at the beginning on the black tape. Inserting the earphones and pressing play, he rolled to his side and fell asleep instantly.
== Track One ==
A heartbeat played as the bass beat with a child running as the melody. Abstract sounds came and went to make the track sound fuller such as metal against metal, animal screeches, and a child's breathing erratically. Voices in the background talked about endless possibilities of experimenting. Two of them stick out sounding as two older foreign gentlemen. At the end of their talking, everything became more frantic. The child started to hyperventilate and run faster.
The abstract sounds started sounding faster until it was a wall of disordered sound blared. They started to quiet down and slowly transition to a little boy crying. It tried to call out to certain people, but only giggles responded to him. Shouting at them to say away, something caught the child. Hearing it struggle it suddenly became quiet. A small pause of nothingness passed until the same boy released a high pitch scream that could shatter glass.
== End of Track One==
With the ending of the track, Shinji's eyes shot open. For one minute he looked around frantically trying to figure his conscious from subconscious. Images and figures danced on the walls with great vitality making them surreal. After a small amount of time passed, the visions faded away and reality became solid. Covered in sweat from his non-visual audible dream, he got up.
Feeling hungry and groggy, he went into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, there was only body parts as well as blood drips covering the walls. Closing it calmly and opening the freezer, it was the same.
"…"
Closing the freezer door, the pilot went back to his backpack. Opening it, he grabbed the last energy bar. Picking a plastic cup in one of the boxes, he went back into the kitchen. Getting water from the sink faucet, he ate and drank slowly. Once finished, he searched for his exercise cloths.
Finding them, he got into a dark grey wind breaker and sport pants. Looking through the same box, he retrieved arm and leg weights. Putting the moderately heavy portable sand bags on, he went out the door. Staring at the sun rising over a mountain, he went down the stairs. Getting onto the ground, he walked to be in the center of the dirt road.
Seeing a pathway that went onward pass the home, it would be more inland than towards the city outskirts. Feeling that he would probably get lost going that way, Shinji started jogging toward the city when he skidded to a stop. The ground ahead of him started to deflate revealing a massive sinkhole. Stopping a foot away from him, he just blink. Stoically looking down it, multiple eerie presences looked up at him.
'Hehehe…best if you run my friend…unless you want your shots taken,' a voice stated. It had a slight German accent and seemed to have whispered into his ear with dark mirth.
"..." the Third Child said.
Taking the voice for grant it, he turned around and started jogging the other way. Going deeper into the grassland area, he heard the eerie presences shrieked. Taking a quick glance behind him, they crawled out of the sinkhole and started to gallop at him. Decaying monsters with large needles through their heads were bleeding everywhere as they began to chase him. Turning back toward the pathway, he started going faster feeling goosebumps rail his skin.
After much time passed, the Third Child was closing back to his home. Slowing down to a walk and heaving for oxygen, he constantly scanned his surroundings. He was able to avoid the eerie presences and seemed to have lost them somehow. Turning his attention to his inhabitance, there was a sports car parked out in front. Seeing movement on the stairs, he saw two dark figures carrying someone tied up.
"..." he said. Feeling his right eye twitch, he headed to where they were at a calm pace.
On the patio, two men were taking their captured prize to their "fun house". Spotting the female high school student on her way to school, they kidnapped her. Tying her up and tapping her mouth shut, they put her in the trunk of their car. Getting closer to the front entrance, the one with black hair looks back at their capture.
"We caught a cute one, haven't we?" he asks evilly. The other with brown hair looks back at the female student. She was crying from being kidnapped and fear of the two men. He smiles evilly.
"...yes…she will do nicely."
"Heh heh," the first one says. Trying the door with a keycard, it didn't open.
"Huh…that's interesting."
"What's the hold up? I can't guarantee that I will contain myself with patience."
"The door is locked…and the key card doesn't work," said the other confused.
"Well then," said the brown haired guy. Handing the student to the other to hold, he got out his keycard. It worked.
"She is in for a treat."
The one with brown hair chuckled followed by the other. The girl feared the worst was yet to come. Both went in dragging her by her legs behind them. Seeing something odd, they looked into the kitchen. Blinking confused, they entered the living room. Perplexed expressions came on their faces as they looked around the room.
"...hey...does the place...look cleaner to you?" the black hair kidnapper asked.
"...seems so..." the other stated. Hearing someone behind him, he looked at the tied up girl and smiled.
"I believe it still gives the desired effect."
"Yes...Let's move her for the operation," he said smiling evilly.
The two men laughed at the struggling girl and put her on the blood stained bed. The female student was crying her heart out feeling that no one would come for her. She wanted to scream but couldn't, just make moaning and grunting sounds. Flinching from seeing the two men step closer to her, they started to drool. They began thinking about what they were going to do to the girl.
"May I inquire what you gentlemen are going to be doing with that madam?" A calm voice came from behind them. Both men didn't realize that was a person behind them and answered the question.
"What are we going to do my friend?"
"I believe some activities of carnal needs while doing an open operation will be just as exciting as the last one. Don't you think so my pretty?" the black haired man asked.
"...!?" the female stated with horror. She started to tremble violently and become numb from shock; however, the same calm voice spoke again and brought her back.
"My apologizes gentlemen...I do not accept those actions inside my inhabitance."
"...!?" both men said. Blinking, they whipped around to see a boy about the same age as the girl. Both smiled in assuredness that nothing will happen to them.
"My, my, we have an audience. Who are you to tell us that this is your home?" the brown haired man asked.
"I am the current resident of this building. Now, I must ask you gentlemen to leave," Shinji responded emotionlessly. For the first time in the two sadist's lives, they had a slight apprehension from a teenager. From seeing him, the dead gloomy look in his eyes seemed to unnerve them.
"And what if we don't go? You going to kill us kid?" the black haired responded with a bit of sarcasm. Shinji didn't blink and continued to stare through them.
"...yes..."
"...!?" both men said.
Flinching again from his response, they didn't feel or see fear taking the male teen. To their amazement, it was their first boy they saw that had dark magenta eyes. After a slight pause, both started to laugh out loud. Thinking the boy was joking, they turned around. Showing their backs to the individual, they went back to fantasize about their acts on the girl.
"We don't believe you boy…now wait for your turn."
Reaching their hands out, the thoughts and sensations of molesting the high school teen filled their minds. In the midst of doing so, they didn't notice the male teen silently walk between them. With both arms raised up, he hammered both adults in the back of the neck hard. The female student watch the two men drop like stones and were out cold. Feeling a large sense of relief, she looked at her savior.
Surprised at who it was, his dark magenta eyes was the first thing that caught her attention. Feeling lost looking at them, she blinked from seeing him move a little. Watching him grab a chair, he placed it next to unopen boxes. Turning around, he came back and gave a bow.
"Excuse me Miss. I will move you to the chair."
Nodding her head, the boy blinked. Reaching under her legs and back, he lifted her up. The female student felt a slight blush come on as she was carried in her savior's arms. Her mind started to fantasize about the manga she read when being in this situation. Placing her on the chair, he began to untie the girl. Feeling her limbs become free, she felt more relief.
"Please press your lips together Miss," he stated. Nodding her head, she felt at ease from his calm voice. Placing his hands on the end of the tap, he ripped it off lightly.
"Ahh!" the girl expressed. She rubbed her mouth and looked back at him.
"Is there anything you need Miss?"
"...?" she stated. Blinking, she looked at him confused by his statement.
"Um…I don't think so…"
"I see," he said nodding. "You may leave at any time you wish Miss…"
The girl stood up and bowed, "My name is Hikari Horaki."
"Hello Miss Horaki, I am Shinji Ikari," he said bowing.
'What is up with this guy…maybe he's a butler or something…' Hikari thought. Looking at her watch, she sighed.
"So much for going to school. A-Anyway, thank you so much for saving me," she said with a deep bow. When she came up, he just nodded and continued his emotionless stare.
'I wonder if he is related to Ayanami in some way…' she pondered looking at his eyes again.
"Is there something else you need before leaving Miss Horaki?"
"N-n-no…what...are you going to do with those two?"
"May I ask who they are Miss Hokari? I have only arrived here yesterday."
'Only yesterday…wow,' she thought. Surprised from his statement, she felt unbelievably lucky.
"I don't personally know them, but I believe I think they are two wanted men for their crimes over a couple of years. The government and the police haven't been able to catch them though. That's what I've heard from the news," she said.
"I see…did they come by car Miss Hokari?" he asked. Hikari cringed from the memory of being abducted suddenly and placed into a trunk of a car. "Yes."
"I see," Shinji said. Turning to the two unconscious bodies, he searched them. Finding the keys, he turned toward the high school student.
"Please wait, I will be a minute Miss Hokari."
"...?" she said looking back confused. "Uhh…o-okay."
He grabbed one of the four boxes and went into the bathroom. Hikari looked around the room to see why the men thought the room was clean. The kitchen and floor were spotless but the walls and the bed were part of horror movie. She cringed at the thought of what would have happen if the room wasn't clean. Sound of running water was heard followed by changing of clothes. After minute or two passed, the water shut off and Shinji came out.
Turning toward him, she was flabbergasted from the sight. The boy came out wearing black slacks, white dress shirt, dark red tie, black sports coat, and black polished tanker boots. He put something in his outer coat pocket then put black patted gloves on. His coat wasn't buttoned and the red tie flowed freely.
"Miss Horaki, can you hold these for a minute?" he asked holding out two towels.
"..." she said. Blinking out of her gaze, she looked at what he was holding.
"Wha…oh sure."
Grabbing the towels, she watched as Shinji tied up the two men's arms and legs together. He used the rope that was used on her as well as the extra that was on one of the men. Covering their mouths with tape that one man had, he blindfolded them as well. Standing up and turning around, she was staring at him.
"Miss Horaki?"
"Y-yes?"
"Are you ready?"
'Ready for what? Don't tell me he's going to drive me to school…no, just play along and ask questions later,' she thought carefully.
"Yes."
"Very well, please lead the way to the vehicle outside."
Heading toward the front entrance, she heard dragging sounds. Opening the front door and glancing back, she watched with a satisfied face from seeing them being pulled along on the floor. After going into the kitchen to collect things, he continued taking them outside. Going through the front door, he locked it. Continuing, both traveled down the stairs to the ground.
Heading for the vehicle parked outside still, the Third Child clicked the key button. Hearing the trunk unlock and opening it, he picked up each man and put them inside the small space. Pulling out a school bag and handing it to her, he continued started moving the men around. Horaki smiled seeing both getting squeezed in and unconsciously groaning at the same time. Closing the trunk hatch, the male pilot turned toward her.
"The towels Miss Hikari," he asked stoically.
Nodding, she gave him the towels and followed him to the side of the car. In looking at vehicle, it was a black 2001 911/996 Turbo Porsche. Opening up the passenger door, the interior was clean and looked new. Seeing him put the large town on the passenger seat, he placed the other on the driver side. Coming back out, he held the door for her.
"Ikari…what are the towels for?"
"Evidence," he simply stated.
"...g-got it..." she stated.
Nodding in confusion, she hid her blush from him being a gentleman. Entering, he closed the door and walked over to the driver side. Getting inside and closing the door, both buckled up. Inserting the key, Shinji started the engine listening to it roar to life. Hikari thought that he was going to peal out, but he turned the car around and drove at a comfortable speed on the dirt roar. The sun was coming out of the clouds as she watched.
"Miss Horaki, how much time do you have before your school class starts?" he asked. He pulled his sunglasses out of the front pouch of his jacket.
"Hmm…five minutes," she said looking at her watch. Looking back at him, he put on dark gray driving sunglasses. It concealed his eyes as he continued staring forward. Looking back forward, the dirt road was coming to an end. The sight of the school could be seen on the other side of where they were.
"That's it there," she pointed.
"I see," he said with a nod. Calmly shifting his hands, he had one on the steering wheel and one on the manual shifter.
"Please hold on to something Miss Horaki," Shinji responded calmly.
When the wheels of the Porsche hit the asphalt, he pressed down on the accelerator. People in their houses heard a roaring shockwave of an engine with screeching tires. Rushing to their windows and outside, they saw a speeding car go through the street evading cars but never slowing down. Hikari felt her nerves were on fire as Shinji kept going faster and faster. They were passing cars left and right through the streets of Neo Tokyo.
"...!?" the female student said. Glancing at him, she expected some mad look from him; however, he looked the same as he started. It didn't help her any as she watched things go by in faster blurs.
The car was pushed to its top speed of 300 kphs through the streets. However, there seemed to be a little extra horsepower in the vehicle. They reached a long stretch way which calmed her a little. Looking at the speedometer, her eyes widen and gulped. The G-forces was keeping her nicely placed in her seat. Hikari looked back at Shinji who seemed not to be affected by the G-forces at all. Turning back to the front, the school was a lot closer than a minute ago.
'WHAT! It's only been a minute!' she thought in surprise. Glancing at her watch, then at him, then again back at the school.
'I wonder how he learned to drive like that. He isn't totally reckless as I see people on TV and on the road. I wonder if he was a butler to a crazy driving family...maybe just insane in general.'
After a minute or two, Shinji slowed the car down to the respected speed limit and went on the off ramp. Going down the street, the school was adjacent to them. Seeing the visitors parking lot, he turned into it. This drew students to the windows to see a sleek black Porsche pull in. Gossip went throughout the classrooms guessing who it was in that vehicle.
All of them went silent seeing the driver getting out. Watching the black suited individual go to the other side, he opened the passenger door. Gossip shot through the roof as a of Class Representative from one class got out. Hikari came out of the car feeling relatively fine. Despite shaking a little, she felt an adrenaline rush from the whole thing.
"Is there anything you need Miss Horaki?" Shinji asked stoically.
Turning around, Hikari stared at him. He took off the sunglasses and was now staring at his dark magenta eyes again. Romance started to occupy her thoughts when the gloomy look in his eyes shot the idea down. Shaking her head, she bowed.
"Thank you again for saving me and for driving me to school Ikari, but may I ask something?"
"..." he said only blinking. The Class Rep felt that was his way of giving her his attention despite how odd it was.
"Please don't do that again."
"..." the male pilot said. Blinking, he bowed slightly.
"Very well."
The warning bell went off which Hikari felt relieved that she wasn't late. But it wouldn't have mattered if she was late or came at all today after what she went through this morning.
"I-I must be going, thank you again for earlier."
"You are welcome. Until we meet again Miss Horaki, good day."
Hikari nodded and she turned around walking back to her home class. Shinji made his way to the driver side and drove off to the police station while obeying the traffic laws and speed limits. When Hikari got into her class, she was bombarded with questions. Nearly everyone in class asked about who the man in black was. She sighed in relief when the teacher came making the students head back to their seats. After doing the morning greeting and telling everyone to sit down, she pondered.
'I wonder if I'll see him again…probably not.'