Chapter 3: Sanosuke Sagara
While walking home, I remembered Tokito in Dr. Gensai's patient room. She held my hand...then moved forward...then kissed me...
I just can't believe it. I just the met the girl! Not that I didn't like it but...damn...I want to see her again.
"What the hell is that matter with you?"
I know that voice.
"You look like a miracle happened, chicken-face."
I laughed mockingly. "As a matter of fact Saito, a miracle did happen."
"Oh yeah? What?" the cockroach asked me, in hopes to embarrass me.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I answered.
"Tch. I don't have time for your mind games. I'm here to ask serious questions," he said.
"What the heck do you want?" I asked.
"What do you know about the anonymous killer who kills government officials and leaves them dissected, burnt, or disembodied?" he asked, getting very serious.
His seriousness was contagious. "Nothing, except what I hear from anywhere," I answered.
"Right. Do you think that he isn't actually a he, but a she?" he asked.
"I raised an eyebrow at him. "You actually think that it's possibly a woman?" I asked.
He shrugged one shoulder.
I shrugged two shoulders. "In any case, I don't have time for this. I have better things to think about."
Saito let out a mocking chuckle as I went inside my run-down apartment. "What's the matter? Did a girl kiss you?" he asked sarcastically.
I smiled triumphantly without turning back to him for him to see it. "You have no idea," I said as I went in and closed the door behind me.
While walking home, I remembered Tokito in Dr. Gensai's patient room. She held my hand...then moved forward...then kissed me...
I just can't believe it. I just the met the girl! Not that I didn't like it but...damn...I want to see her again.
"What the hell is that matter with you?"
I know that voice.
"You look like a miracle happened, chicken-face."
I laughed mockingly. "As a matter of fact Saito, a miracle did happen."
"Oh yeah? What?" the cockroach asked me, in hopes to embarrass me.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I answered.
"Tch. I don't have time for your mind games. I'm here to ask serious questions," he said.
"What the heck do you want?" I asked.
"What do you know about the anonymous killer who kills government officials and leaves them dissected, burnt, or disembodied?" he asked, getting very serious.
His seriousness was contagious. "Nothing, except what I hear from anywhere," I answered.
"Right. Do you think that he isn't actually a he, but a she?" he asked.
"I raised an eyebrow at him. "You actually think that it's possibly a woman?" I asked.
He shrugged one shoulder.
I shrugged two shoulders. "In any case, I don't have time for this. I have better things to think about."
Saito let out a mocking chuckle as I went inside my run-down apartment. "What's the matter? Did a girl kiss you?" he asked sarcastically.
I smiled triumphantly without turning back to him for him to see it. "You have no idea," I said as I went in and closed the door behind me.