Takashi woke up the next morning in a pool of sweat from a nightmare which he could not remember. Miho is gone, his head is in pain and he feels very sick, his insides burning terribly. He can hardly move. Seeing no point in doing anything else, he shuts his eyes and drifts off to a deep sleep.

As Miho nears the door to the Nishzumi house, she takes out her phone and dials a number.

"Yukari can you take some soup to Takashi for me? He seems pretty sick and I'm worried about him."

"Of course I can", said Yukari.

"Thank you so much. What can I do to repay you?"

"Come over to my house for dinner?"

"Uh, sure Yukari. I'll be there at 20:00. I've gotta go. See you then."

Yukari leaned back in her chair and thought to herself, Looks like this is a good opportunity to see my plan through. It'd have been a lot easier if he had just died at the match like he was supposed to. Oh well.

Takashi woke up again two hours later to a knocking on the door, now able to move freely. He got up slowly and answered it. It was Yukari, carrying a bento.

"Hi, Takashi. Miho asked me to bring this to you. She's visiting her mother right now."

"You're a life-saver, Yukari. Thank you and please come in."

Yukari returned his smile, taking a moment to inspect him. He looked awful and pretty sick, but better than Miho described him to be.

Yukari walked in, setting the bento on the table and sat down. She inspected the two meals, as if making sure which one is which before nervously letting go of one of them so he could take it. Takashi saw this and grew suspicious, but elected to not say anything.

When he received the bowl in his hand he noticed it was quite heavy, almost as if lead was dropped in it. He then looked at Yukari, who seemed to grow pale. That's when it hit him...Yukari put mercury in it...a lot of it.

Yukari became very nervous, a cold sweat running down her back.

Takashi leaned back, pushing the bowl away from him. He then looked at her in the eyes and said "I guess those gangster movies were right."

Yukari became confused and asked "how so?"

"Your killer comes with a smiling face."

Yukari's eyes widened as she drew her knife.

At that moment, Takashi threw the table aside and lunged forward at her, grabbing her by the neck, making her drop the knife.

Yukari fought back, kneeing him in the kidney as hard as she could, causing him to lose his grasp on her. Takashi recoiled for a second before grappling her again, this time throwing her bodily against the wall.

He began choking her again on the floor, gaining the upper hand. Yukari desperately swung at him, trying to find a week spot. She then reached around his arm, scraping his scarred shoulder. He let go of Yukari, screaming in pain before falling on his back.

Seeing an opportunity, Yukari picked up her knife and ran over to him. She jumped on top of him with his chest between her legs and stabbed him twice, his body going limp.

Overcome with guilt, Yukari began to cry, burying her face in her friend's lifeless chest and kissing him on his cheek and forehead repeatedly, before kissing him one more time on his lips.

"I know it. I'm awful and selfish. I wanted Miho all for myself. I love you, but I love Miho more. And you just got in the way. I'm sorry."

After looking back at him one last time, Yukari left his house with tears in her eyes.

Takashi woke up 2 hours later and crawled over to his phone, pressing the first speed dial button he could reach.

Hana picked up her phone, hearing Takashi's groans of pain and begs for help, asking her to come alone.

Hana ran outside, jumping on her bike and heading towards Takashi's house.

She burst through the door, finding Takashi leaning against the wall. She looked around the room.

There was quite a fight here and whoever he fought definitely almost lost, she thought.

She then ran over to him and hugged her friend, seeing the bandages and medical kit lying around him.

"Takashi what happened to you?"

"Yukari. She tried to kill me with mercury."

"What!? There's no way. She's your friend. She even told me she loved you."

"That's true. She does love me, not that it matters anymore. After she thought I was dead, she told me that she loves Miho more...after that, I don't know. I must've blacked out at that time."

"Anyway, just put this bandage on my chest. Judging from the fact that I'm still alive and I've stopped bleeding, she must've missed my vital organs."

Hana did as she was told.

"What are we going to do?"

"I don't know."

"Text Miho and ask her where she is."

Texting...

Hana: Where are you?

Miho: About to go to Yukari's for dinner. Why?

Hana: Oh, just wondering. When are you going, anyway?

Miho: 20:00

Hana: Okay, see you tomorrow.

"She's going to Yukari's house for dinner at 20:00."

"Perfect."

Takashi walked to his bathroom which met with his room to shower. About ten minutes later, he walked back to the room, having changed clothes. He picked up an urn on his shelf with his dad's 'ashes' in it... and broke it.

"What are you doing? Aren't those your dad's ashes?"

"No. It's fake, my dad was buried."

She then realized what was in it: the urn was made to house a pistol inside. He checked the sights, holding it in his left hand due to his shoulder being bandaged. He then loaded it, putting it in his jacket.

"Why do you have that?"

"When my dad died, he had this made for me so I would have one if I needed it when I moved to Japan."

He turned to Hana, looking at her.

"Call Miho. Tell her I'm dead and to come over immediately. We'd better get ready."