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Chapter 4: Penitent Suffering
"Feels like I'm going to die any minute." Youko said.
"Do you still want to live?" I asked. This moment was like a revival of our friendship, and so I want to enjoy it, even just a bit.
She glanced at me, with those mysterious eyes and sophisticated mind of hers. "There's nothing left for me to live for. Besides, I've completed my mission. That is already enough."
Her words really brought me down. I still held on with a little bit of hope. "Heh, I thought you're much stronger than me, Youko." I said with sarcasm, of course.
She just gave a chuckle, said "You're still good at cracking jokes, Sei.", and then she was silent. And then the whole place was quiet.
Tears were falling down my cheeks, but Youko just lay there, her smile a hard thing to decipher.
I don't know what she's smiling about, but it's still a good sight to see. Reminds me of our memories together.
I never saw Youko cry, not even once. She never cried, even if she ended up being alone after the incident. I never saw tears in her eyes even when she herself was hurt seeing me like this.
She was my only true friend, at least during our years in the village. I trusted her more than anybody else, because we both shared secrets only we knew.
I have forgiven her, because I understood that she was only a victim of the times.
And with that, I have fulfilled my mission. I have made her pay for what she has done.
But Youko was gone. I killed my only true friend with my own hands.