The moving men brought in boxes of supplies and furniture from their truck. Three men each carried heavy boxes into the main door, then coming back into their truck for more. Midori was very fortunate that Yaya's family had an extra guest room, which was now her new room. At least she was able to have her own stuff, despite leaving so many other possessions in her old home. It was now another memory of the past to look back on, but could never return.

Yaya and Midori sat on the two swing sets in the front yard, staying quiet for a while. Yaya shifted at Midori, watching her best friend be in deep thought. She finally placed a soft hand on her shoulder. Midori looked back at her, her emerald eyes filled with unknown emotion and mystery, and smile sadly.

"Everything's going to be okay, Midori-chan. We'll get through this together", Yaya reassured.

Midori lowered her head again and closed her eyes. "I know. Though my life won't be the same anymore. I may have sold my soul to the devil, but it had to be done. I did what I had to do". Yaya's eyes grew sadder, feeling horrible how Midori's soul was doomed when she died, and nothing can change that. She embraced her with a hug.

Yaya was the only person in the world who knew what really happened to Ryuji. She sensed that it would come down to this, fearing the choice her friend had made. Of course, Midori had to tell the public something different about his disappearance: Him abandoning her and leaving the town for good. Police began looking for him everywhere the very next day she called, for she knew she couldn't live by herself in that house. She needed to figure out what was the next step after finishing Ryuji off. Otherwise, the police would have started landing her in a foster home or orphanage. When Midori hugged Yasashii's dead body on that fateful day, all of those thoughts roamed in her head. In the end, moving in and living with Yaya's family was the best and only option.

But she took some of Aunt Shino's most valuable possessions with her, such as portraits and photos, several china ware, and even statues that Shino had when she was little. It was brought down from generation to generation. Midori remembered being mesmerized by those fragile statues when she first lived in the house, listening to stories about each symbolizing statue. At least they would be a part of the decorations in her new room. As for the rest of the furniture, they all were to be shipped into certain stores for donations. As for the house, long lost relatives from her mother's side knew Shino and took the privilege to sell it on stock. They were willing to adopt Midori, but she insisted on living with Yaya instead. Indeed, she was blessed to have a best friend with a family that loved her enough to adopt her. If only she could do more for them.

Midori hugged Yaya tighter, a single tear poured down on her face. "Thanks for adopting me, Yaya-chan. I know you must be disappointed over what I've done. Please forgive me", she whispered.

Yaya shook her head and embraced harder. "There's no need to apologize. Like I said, we'll get through this together now. He's gone forever, never to hurt you again. It's all in the past, so let it go".

More tears poured down on Midori's face, hearing such relieving words from Yaya. She nodded her head and wiped her eyes, grinning. "Yeah. It's like you said, we'll live as sisters now". The girls hugged again and walked back into the house. While walking, Midori looked down in her shirt, spotting a tiny black flame tattooed on her skin. It was the mark of the curse. Midori's eyes grew sad again and closed her eyes. 'Mom, Dad, Aunt Shino, Yasashii….thank you all for being good people to me. I'll never forget your love, but I did what I had to do. Please understand and forgive me. For now on, I'm going to live my life to the fullest in any way I can while it last. And when the time closes…please don't wait for me. Because I'm afraid I won't be joining you. Good bye….'. With these final thoughts, Midori entered the house of her new family, preparing herself for a new tomorrow.

Though she was unaware that her candle of fate began burning, along with many other doomed souls….

THE END

SPECIAL THANKS: I just wanna thank everyone for being a fan of this Hell Girl fic, and for your undying support. Even during my late delay process, you all continued reading and viewing my work. For that, I'm forever grateful. You know who you are: KayTester, Blueberry Absinth, XxDark-Maiden201xX, KawaiiKitty, Tozase-Murcielago, PoisonxLily, rockbabyval, CrystalTamer13, Anime Otaku, and so many others. If I forgot anyone else, forgive me, and don't type my name on the website '^.^. Well, until next time, peace out, God bless, and looking forward to read more awesome fics from you all in the future. Hell Girl is one of the awesomeness anime in the industry. It's a must-watch!

~Vengeance Is a Dish Best Served Cold…

But once vengeance is called, two graves are dug~

In Loving Memory of my dear great-grandfather,

Deacon Lobby Forney (1923—2010)

I Love You and will Forever Miss You.