We Will Meet Again

Would it be right for him to take everything away? She already has somebody there in the future. Somebody, she loves a lot. Akito had seen how she treasured that paintbrush, how she keeps a pen and paper nearby when she's sleeping. Just in case she remembered anything about him. Even though it was stupid, the words would get cast out like a spell.

"What you feel towards Setsura is, without a doubt, the real deal. The reason why you cannot dismiss that other person, do you want to know why?"

"Because I can't control my body now?" It really was a joke. Why is it that he's so easy to trick? That woman - that guy, no matter who it is. Akito always seemed to end up as a chess piece for other people.

"There's that but, there's something else also." Lyra's gaze softens, "Your a very kind person Akito. You've become someone very kind. If it were you of the past, you would have gotten rid of her a long time ago. But due to Setsura's influence, you don't think of such things anymore."

"I, I'm not a kind person at all. I'm not kind, nor am I a genius either. Unlike Setsura, everything I do is covered in darkness. In the end, I'm just a brat who survived in this industry by being slightly better than the majority of the population."

That's right; a person like him isn't perfect at all. He just happened to be slightly better than the majority of the population. But anyone could reach this ability if they practiced every day. It's something natural; he isn't a genius at all. Throughout most of his life, he's enslaved by the system.

He ends up reaching out for the things that most people took for granted. People have always treated him as this savage beast, all because of his past. People looked down on him because he was once an abandoned child. He was always told that no matter how hard he tried, no matter what he did, there would be no way of changing what he is.

A monster, a beast. A tool he had heard it all before, at a very young age, he was told by the person who took care of him. A teacher at a dojo who found him in the middle of the forest decided to take him in. Told him,' You are a person who is different than that of a regular person. Your actions and words will influence a significant number of people in the future. Your words alone are like 'Gods'.

This was during the time his so-called stepfather was missing. Akito would often stay in that place. Back then, he hadn't understood what those words meant. However, once his sensei passed away, and he left the dojo and was faced with the rest of the world. He understood it.

The second he stepped foot into society, it had become quite apparent. However, when he entered the entertainment industry. Akito felt as though he finally crossed the boundary he has wanted to for such a long time. He eventually crossed the boundary to get a little bit closer to the norm.

Yet it was exactly like what the old man told him. No matter how much he tries, he cannot escape the destiny that fate has already laid out for him. Everything he does is covered in darkness. Whenever he does anything it feels like he's being suffocated, there is a feeling of negativity.

Whenever he accomplishes anything, he ends up feeling very empty. That is why maybe for him it would be better if he does not succeed in anything. Yes, that may be for the best.

His thoughts broke when Lyra bent down, his hands clasped against his own. "But, even if you say that. She loves them. No matter what they represent. Setsura loves them, everything about you. Akito, don't fall into the darkness. That's a trap. Continue to see the light, only then can you truly be together with her."

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'One last thing, make sure you wear the eyepatch again.'

A deep sigh escaped Akito's lips as he placed his hand on his right eye, the eye patch now covered his entire eye. He thought he would be fine if he didn't wear it anymore. But according to Kuri, this was one of the main reasons why he got into that accident three days back. Usually, an eye patch would restrict a person's vision. But infused with Lyra's power, his eyesight is a lot clearer with this on. The only issue is that whenever he wears this. He sees more of the dark side of the Meiji era.

The demons on the streets that he would normally turn a blind eye to, now he can see everything again. He wondered what Setsura was doing right now. Is she still working even now? Knowing her, she is. Akito wondered if it was okay that he sent her back to work in that state. She looked awful. Maybe he ought to drop by her work...

Work..

Should he return to work? He doesn't feel like going. It's not like it would matter if he went anyway.

"Did you hear? Miss Setsura finally caved in!"

Akito halted in his tracks.

"Right, she invited everybody to dinner."

"Of course she wouldn't refuse Mr. Stephen for long."

This.. Akito turned around and saw them. Those people work in Setsura's office, right? His gaze darkened at their vulgar words. But the one he focused on was the man in the center with pale hair. Unlike the other's this man was dressed formally, dawned in western clothes. Akito blinked when he saw him, huh? Why is he of all people with them?

This man is Lord Chauncey, he's the leader of one of the underground mafia groups.

"Silent," Chauncey's voice was icy cold. "You should not treat a lady with such disrespect."

"But sir, she's the target."

Akito paused, huh… So even though he's hanging around with these ruffians, he still has his manners huh? Perhaps Setsura will be okay after all. But even then, he isn't the type of person who would allow another man to protect the woman he loves. He ought to go regardless. Still, to think those people even went so far as to send Chauncey here. It seems like people are starting to find Setsura as a threat. That is no good; if they keep thinking that way, then she will get hurt sooner or later.