Reply to Emily: Where could our hero be? And what kind of hero doesn't save his own ex?!

Reply to anon: Feel free to call me The Flash of typing. In Japan, when you sell your underwear to older men, it is called enjo-kosai (compensated dating in English). It's a practice where Japanese high school girls (sometimes boys) date older men to get money. The world may never know except Ivan himself. Are you talking about gossiping? Let me talk to my friend about it. I'm afraid expulsion will be used for our favorite Brit.

Reply to mini: Oh Alfred, where are you? Why aren't you there to save him?

Reply to Guest: Poor Artie.

Reply to Angelofmusic46: Maybe the bad ending will answer your question. :)

Reply to Guest: Hello. Welcome to the development of Yanderetalia Simulator.

Le gasp! A happy ending? How did this happen? Nah, just kidding! All dark things aside now, I felt like our little British scone needed a happy ending! You guys deserved it!

I saw Arthur face-to-face with Alfred on the rooftop at the back, obscured with boxes. Feeling curious, I hid behind the boxes and listened to their conversation.

Alfred: Hey Artie, you haven't been your usual self lately. Is something bothering you?

Arthur: Oh Alfie...well...it's...it's nothing...

Alfred: If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine...but remember...I may be your ex-boyfriend but we're still friends and I'd never judge you for anything.

Arthur: I...I guess t-there's one thing I want to talk about...

Alfred: I'm listening.

Arthur: E-ever since our parents died, my big brother, Allistor's been drinking a lot lately. Sometimes, when he's drunk, he would drag in Angus and Dylan into my room and...ugh! F-Forget that I said anything. I really, really don't want to talk about it.

Alfred: What? That sounds really serious! What do your three brothers do?

Arthur: L-Look, I said I don't want to talk about it. J-Just leave me alone okay?

Alfred: You don't have anything to be ashamed of! Just tell me what's wrong!

Arthur: I-I'm not gonna say anything else...p-please, just drop it...

Alfred: If you say so...but now I'm really worried...

The conversation ended and they walked away. For some reason, a part of me wanted to just...talk to him and help him. I feel like he is being abused by his three brothers. I decided to follow that part and write a letter to him to talk here in the rooftop.

The letter said:

I want to talk about domestic abuse. Meet me on the school rooftop.

I placed it in Arthur's locker and went to the rooftop to wait for him. Within a few minutes, Arthur arrived. A part of me wanted to push him off but another part of me told him to let him pour out his problems. I followed the second part.

"Hey..." I called out to him. Arthur turned to face me. "O-Oh! Y-you're the one who wanted to meet me here? Your note said that you wanted to talk about...d-domestic abuse?" He asked. I nodded. "Si. I heard you talking with Alfred. I want to help you with your problem. What are your brothers doing to you?"

"O-Oh! You've got it wrong! My brothers don't do anything to me!" Arthur corrected. "Then what do your brothers do when the eldest is drunk?" I asked. "He...he c-cries..." He answered. I was confused. His brothers cried? "What?" I said. "H-He cries...and talks about his debt problems..." Arthur described.

"Your eldest brother is in debt?" I asked, feeling a bit sorry for him. "When our parents died last year, m-my brothers lost a lot of money...Allistor, my eldest brother, took out a loan so that he could continue to pay for my tuition fees...b-but...it turned out that he borrowed money from some really shady people...t-they raise the interest rate by 10% every ten days...a-and they threaten to get violent with him if he doesn't pay up..." Arthur described. My eyes widened at who he was referring to. "Loan sharks..." I whispered, knowing what bad things those kind of people do.

"I-I'm trying to help get Allistor out of debt...I-I'm trying to earn money any way I can, b-but...t-the only ways to make money fast are...gross..." He told me, his face turning pink. "What's the name of the business that your brother borrowed money from?" I asked. "U-Um...I think it's called...Jones Loans." Arthur told me. "I'm going to get your brother out of debt." I proposed. Arthur had a look of surprise on his face.

"W-what? No! P-Please don't get involved. I-I doubt there's anything you could do about it..." He said. "You'll be surprised." I assured. "I-I appreciate your concern...but I don't think there's anything else to be said...t-thanks for letting me talk about my problems..." Arthur thanked. "Your welcome." I replied. He walked away to go back to the Occult Club.

Hm, I guess I was wrong. He's not being abused by his brothers. No wonder he became a teenage prostitute. The only way to get him away from anziano is to help him. But how?

I remember Alfred, the boy he was talking to. Wait...Jones Loans...Alfred F. Jones...

Oh my, what a councidence. Alfred's the son of the guy who owns the company. I proposed a plan to help get Arthur's brother out of debt. All I have to do is kidnap Alfred.

Later...

"Hey." I called out to Alfred. He turned to face me. "Hey dude! What is your business with everyone's hero?" Alfred replied. "Follow me. I want to show you something." I requested. "Alright dude!" He accepted. I slipped my hand in my pocket where the syringe was in.

I led Alfred to the storage room and closed the door. I took out the syringe and prepared to jab him when he suddenly grabbed my arm. "You looking for a fight?" He asked, his voice dangerously low. I said nothing and began to fight him. We engaged ourselves into a physical combat and I won. I jabbed the syringe in his stomach and he fell, closing his eyes.

Wow, that training Flavio gave me was worth it. I dragged Alfred's body and palced it inside the musical case.

Later...at the end of the day...

At home, I tied up Alfred to the chair and blindfolded him. "P-please...don't kill me..." He begged. "I won't kill you. Promise. But you need to do something for me. I'm going to make a recorded video of you to your father." I said. I heard Alfred gasp. "Do as I say. And you'll be unharmed. Understand?" I ordered. Alfred nodded, fresh tears being present.

I went behind my camera and pressed the record button. "Dad...please...help...I'm scared...I don't wanna die..." Alfred said. I filmed everything and sent it to his dad after I got his number.

Luciano: Watch this video.

I sent the video and waited for his reply.

Mr. Jones: You scumbag! What have you done to my son?!
Luciano: I haven't harmed him...
Luciano: Yet...
Luciano: If you ever want to see him again, you must do as I say.
Mr. Jones: What do you want from me?!
Luciano: Free all of your clients from debt.
Mr. Jones: Are you insane?! That would sink my business!
Luciano: For every day that your clients remain in debt, I'll remove one of your son's fingers. If you want him back in one piece, you must act immediately.
Mr. Jones: You monster...fine...I'll do it...
Luciano: Good decision.

The next day...

My phone buzzed on my nightstand and I grabbed it to see a text message from Arthur.

Arthur: My eldest brother just got a phone call...he says his debts have been wiped clean!
Arthur: Did...you do this?
Luciano: Si.
Arthur: What did you do?!
Luciano: I can't tell you.
Arthur: That's...kind of scary...but, I can't remember the last time I saw my brothers this happy! I don't know what you did...and I'm...afraid to ask...but you saved my brothers! Thank you so much!
Luciano: You're welcome.
Arthur: Words can't express how grateful I am! If there's anything you need me to do for you, just say the word!
Luciano: There is one thing I'd like to ask you for.
Arthur: What is it?
Luciano: Please meet me at my house tomorrow, before school begins. I have something important to tell you.
Arthur: I will be there! And one last time...thank you!

Our conversation ended and I set my alarm to midnight and I went back to sleep.

Midnight

Luciano knocks Alfred unconscious and puts him into the large instrument case. Under the cover of darkness, he travels to the Jones Loans Building and leaves the instrument case outside.

He returns home, goes back to sleep and waits for Arthur to arrive.

I dress myself into my normal uniform and heard the doorbell rang. I opened it to reveal Arthur. We greeted each other Japanese way and sat down in the living room.

"W-wow! You have a nice place, Luciano!"

"Grazie."

"Where are your parents or guardians?"

"Deceased."

"So, you and your brother take care of each other? That must be hard."

"We manage."

"I-I want to thank you again for helping my eldest brother. I won't ask what you did. I'm sure it's something you wouldn't want to talk about...b-but I hope you gave him what he deserved! Loan sharks are awful people..." I let Arthur ramble on and let him tell his side of his prostitute story.

I got up from my seat and went behind him. I outstretched my arms, ready to kill him. But, for some reason, I couldn't. I couldn't kill him. I...want to let him live a happy, debt-free life. I let my arms down and went back to my seat.

"I-I did a bunch of stupid things while I was trying to make money, but my biggest regret was getting my ex-boyfriend, Alfred involved. I never told him about my brother's debt, but I did tell him that I needed money fast. He tried to help me out by selling boys' underwear he found to some other boys outside school. In the end, he couldn't go through with it, so instead of selling the underwear, he threw it over the school wall! I wonder if someone ever found it...that must have been so embarassing for him...I feel so bad about it...but now it's all in the past! You saved my brothers and now I can finally stop spending my time trying to make money in gross ways! O-Oh! I just realized that I've been rambling this entire time. You said you had something important to tell me, right?"

"Si. It's about the boy from class 3-1. The boy you have a crush on."

Arthur's smile dropped in confusion and wonder. "...o-oh...y-you know about that...?...w-what did you want to say about him...?" I sighed. Well, here goes nothing. "...I...I have feelings...for him...I've never felt this way about anyone before...and I can't bear the thought of seeing him...with anyone else...I know this is a selfish request...but...please...don't take him away from me. Let me try to win his heart." I requested with want in my voice.

Arthur processed what I said but nodded. "...I-I...have...really strong feelings for that boy...I don't want to lose him...but...I could never take someone away from you, after everything you've done for me...o-okay...I'll stay away from him." I smiled. "Grazie!"

"...b-but...you'd better take really good care of him...okay?"

"Don't worry. I will!"

After that conversation, Arthur stayed away from Lutz, no longer being counted as a rival. It gave Luciano one step ahead to get his anziano.

Arthur finally got his happy ending now that his brothers are no longer in debt.

But, as for Alfred...he is now nervous, paranoid and traumatized for his entire life, no longer having his hero complex. He couldn't seek professional help due to drug-induced amnesia.