“Open all the entries,” Kota whispered as they all had a special communication device.
“But, the culprit will ran away,” Yuto tried to protest, talking through the communication device.
The voices of screaming and coughing could be heard everywhere in the hall.
“Please, open the door,” A voice of people was begging in the dark.
“The people are panicking and another explosion may happen and this wills risk the people here,” Kota aswered harshly and quickly opened the main entry as he was guarding it. Hikaru helped Kota opening it and pushed it.
The East entry and the West entry were opened abruptly. Everyone ran out of the hall.
“Quickly search for Mr. Fukuda,” Kota ordered the members to search the old man who organized this party.
“Hai, he is with me,” Takaki answered.
After a while, the entries closed by itself. The lights were on again. The people who left in the hall were Mayuko, Mirai, Mr. Fukuda, Chess members and The Ace members. The hall didn’t look mess at all. The chandelier was still there, the tables, the chair and the decorations. It was still the same. Everyone that stayed in the hall was bolt from the blue. What is actually happening just now?
“Urgh,” Kota tried to open the entry back but it won’t move at all.
“We stuck in here,” Kota said as he had given up on opening the entrance door.
Suddenly, a man wearing a mask with pure white tuxedo stood on the stage.
“So, it’s you again,” Yuto said looking at the man in shock.
He didn’t say a word but he just took out a silver sparkling necklace and showed it to the people in the hall. Suddenly, the necklace floated and flew to Mirai.
“Eh?” Mirai was surprised and she turned her eyes to Ryosuke asking an explanation.
Yuto quickly ran towards the stage. He punched the man right on his face. The man and Yuto was about to punched him again but Ryosuke suddenly hold his arm.
“You’re wrong,” Ryosuke stared into Yuto eyes and turned to the man.
“It’s YOU!!” A short boy suddenly pointed his sharp shining sword to Yuya who was guarding Mr. Fukuda.
“Chinen!” Yuto shouted, surprised.
Yuya stepped backward and stroke the sword with his left leg but Yuri circled around and stopped behind Yuya. Yuya quickly turned to his back. He lowered his body and was about to stroke Yuri’s left foot. Without his notice, Yuri kicked his chest and he fell on his back. When he opened his eyes, the pointer of the sword already right in front of his eyes.
“You kill Ryutaro. I know it from the first time I see you in the warehouse. I know it’s you. I wonder why I don’t get the invitation for today. Are you scared that I know it’s you? Or you just don’t need me anymore?” Yuri eyes were tearing but sharp staring at Yuya.
“What does he means Yuya?” Arioka asked Yuya with a shock voice.
“YOU KILL MY BESTFIEND!” Yuri shouted still his sword didn’t move.
“That’s why I quit from The Ace, I regret so much that I join it. I should just join Ryu at the first place,” Yuri said loudly.
“Yuri,” Yuto slowly said the name.
Yuya leaned forward despite the sword in front of him. Yuri pulled back his sword following Yuya’s move.
“I-I…” Yuya looked at Daiki confused face and turned away. He could not explain anything. He was guilty to Arioka and his allies. But, he had no other choice. Yuya looked down to the floor.
“Stop it! Don’t act like you feel guilty!” Yuri shouted. He was raiding Yuya’s neck. At the same, tears flowed from his eyes.
“It’s your right!” Yuya shouted. Yuri stopped suddenly.
“It’s your right to kill me.” Yuya fell on his knees and cupped his face. Clear liquid flowed between his fingers showing how much his guilty feeling was. Yuri took his sword to his side.
Arioka took a deep breath. He walked slowly to Yuya and embraced him from back. Arioka placed his head right on Yuya’s shoulder gently. He closed his eyes slowly.
“I’m-I’m sorry Dai-chan,” Yuya said in tears, hiccupping.
“It’s okay,” Arioka whispered directly into Yuya’s ear. The gentle voice soothed into Yuya’s heart and somehow healed it slowly.
BANG!
There was a hole exactly at Yuya’s right side head, revealing the skull and the inner side of the head. Red dark liquid spurted out from it flooded the floor. Yuya’s hands that were cupping his face before fell on the floor. His head looked like it was hanged while his eyes were widened. The last tears flow to the floor mixing with the red blood.
“I don’t need him anymore,” Mr. Fukuda still pointing the gun in his hand to Yuya. He smirked.
Instantly, everyone’s eyes widen. Mr. Fukuda who was sitting on the wheel chair all this time could stand and even killed his own follower. Every eye was on him now still shocked.
“Eh? Why all of you looking at me like that?” Mr. Fukuda said and laughed evilly.
“Yuya?” Arioka opened his eyes instantly.
“Yuya?” Arioka leaned back and looked to Yuya who was still in his embrace. The blood flowed to his hands which were still holding Yuya.
Arioka placed Yuya slowly on the floor and looked fiercely into Mr. Fukuda.
“Who the hell are you to kill Yuya!” Arioka shouted asking but at the same time his heart was thinking to avenge.
“I’m…”
______________
Next