I can honestly say that I didn't expect the sight that met me when I swung the door open. The last time I saw Neku covered in anywhere near this much blood was when I shot him that last time. I'm not too proud to say that I froze for much longer than I should have. By the time I manage to restart my mental facilities, Neku had managed to dash past me and down the stairs. I'm left staring at the man who is holding yet another empty bottle and I am bewildered to hear such disgusting music from a person half responsible for Neku's creation.
Fury that I normally reserve for those threatening my precious Shibuya courses through me and it takes most of my considerable will power to turn around and follow the direction that Neku had sprinted in. I manage to catch up to him at the corner of the street and have to all but tackle him to get him to stop. He seemed to be shaking so much that he would soon vibrate straight through the frequencies.
In any other circumstance I would probably slap him across the face. Just a quick jolt to snap him out of whatever fit he had worked himself into. With the recent obvious revelations about Neku's home life, that decision is forgone because doing so would be a very bad idea. Those who have been in a similar situation as Neku's are everywhere but people can have varied reactions to the experience.
So without knowing what else to do I stood there awkwardly while he tried to get ahold of himself. After a quick glance at his arms it's easy to see that the cuts are not that deep and he seems to be calming down at least slightly. Deciding that he is taking much too long I simply start heading back in the direction of his apartment complex. It is unsurprising when I hear his feet pounding after me and a very unhappy and slightly cautious glare aimed at my back. It wasn't at all difficult to ignore said glare so I could focus on more important things which mainly included not sending vending machines through undeserving windows. Either way I quickly decided that it was about time that Neku's parents and I had a talk.