Aiba raised his eyebrow in confusion when he looked at Sakurai and whoever than old man was from that night before was talking to each other. Aiba felt the chill from the frozen night as slowly he was making his way towards Ninomiya and Matsumoto’s direction. ‘I don’t know what the hell is going on and I don’t care anymore!’ he said in his heart as he was getting much closer to the two of them. He looked at Ninomiya who was still mumbling on his own, “Make mistake, pay the price…” he kept on chanting the same thing over and over again. Ninomiya seems to be statically frozen still there and it seems like Matsumoto was heating up as the snow he was laying on began to melt slowly. Matsumoto’s clothes were wet at some part and somehow burning on the other side. Aiba really wondered if the four of them were related in some sort of mystery that he doesn’t understand at all, but he was certain that Ninomiya and Matsumoto doesn’t know who the man was… Or do they? Aiba lifted his shoulder up when he heard Sakurai’s footsteps were approaching closer towards that old man. He turned his gaze and looked at them as he stopped there for a moment. Aiba sealed his eyes for a short time, ‘Wait for me, guys… I will be there…’ he said in his heart when the sound of that old man laughing was still dominating the whole place.
He smiled slyly towards Sakurai that was forcing himself to get closer to him, “Why am I doing all of this you are asking me?” he asked Sakurai who finally manage to there stood right in front in his face. He widens his eyes and give him a pitiful smile as he was impressed with Sakurai’s courage and he clapped both side of his hand as he turned around from facing Sakurai. “I never thought that you still have the strength kept inside your cold heart, Sakurai,” he said drastically to him, but Sakurai grabbed on his shoulder to make him turn around and face him once again. Sakurai looked at him motionlessly. He felt his heart was pounding harder than it was before, Sakurai gritted his teeth against each other, he furrowed his eyebrow when he really feel like he just wanted to kill this man right in front of him but Sakurai inhaled a deep breath before he would do any action to this man. The old man touched Sakurai’s hand on his shoulder with a sly smile across his face.
“And I thought I already took your life away that night when this all was supposed to end,” the old man said to Sakurai statically. Sakurai knew that there are obstacle in between the two of them, as the heat from fire that was beaming hotter than the sun, and an ice that was melting as it was approaching closer, Sakurai only inhaled a deep breath as he looked away from him, “But it was me that has taken some part of your life away, Ohno. It wasn’t you… but it was me...” he said to that old man in return. That old man furrowed his eyebrow instantly when he grabbed Sakurai’s t-shirt and made Sakurai look at his direction. Sakurai look at him deep into his eyes, “It was me,” he said to that old man once again.
Aiba looked at the two of them as slowly he was sliding closely towards Matsumoto who was closer to him rather than Ninomiya that was on the other side. He looked at Matsumoto that was gasping for some air and it seems like he was burning alive right there in his sleep. Matsumoto grumbled on his own, “Please! Don’t take my life away!” he screamed suddenly. Aiba widens his eyes when he could still hear the sound of Ninomiya mumbling on the other side, “Make mistake, pay the price…” Aiba wondered if the old man had put a spell on the two of them as he remembered that night, that old man did promise Ninomiya that he would repay something in the future time.
‘This is the dream that I had…’ Aiba said in his heart when he look at Matsumoto. He tries to touch Matsumoto but he sealed his eyes shut instantly as he felt the heat that was burning out from his body was burning him as well. Aiba grumbled silently. ‘Argh! Dame! That hurts like hell!’ he screamed in his heart, but suddenly his dream came alive once again.
Aiba grumbled alone as he started to feel his heart began to pound duriously once again as he leaned down slowly as he couldn’t bear with it anymore, “Argh!” finally he groaned but he don’t think so Sakurai and whoever it was notice what he was doing since they were busy ‘talking’ to each other. Aiba remembers that Ninomiya was laying on the ground and some part of his clothes were bathe with blood, and there was another person that was right beside him. Perhaps in his dream it seems like the man was trying to kill Ninomiya but it seems like right now, it wasn’t this person that was trying to kill Ninomiya but it was that man that wanted them both to die… Aiba opened his eyes once again, as he was shaking his head from side to side, “No. This should not happen tonight!” he said in his heart. He knew that he wasn’t in any part of this but, why does those entire nightmare kept on disturbing him as well as it was disturbing them?
Sakurai did told him the reason why Matsumoto doesn’t want to come out and face the night time of his life anymore, and Ninomiya did mention to him too that it seems like each day he tries to go to sleep, almost every night, there is something or somebody that would come and tormented his heart. Could whatever that was happening to the two of them be related to one another? Could whatever that was happening be the cause of their death right next to each other? Aiba sighed; he opened his eyes once again and turned his glance towards Sakurai who was in an argument with that old man. ‘I guess you already know what is happening, Sakurai…’ he said silently, as he felt his heart was triggering apart that time. He turned his glance towards the two of them and he shakes his head from side to side, as he doesn’t care anymore what will happen anymore, but he doesn’t want them to end their life that night.
Aiba crawled in between the two of them as he felt that both side of his legs couldn’t be functioning anymore. He felt his tears fell down from his eyes as the pain that he felt each second he was trying to move closer to them, ‘Be strong, Aiba… You be strong…” he said in his heart as each step he took made them seems to me much further than him.
Sakurai ran his finger behind his back to wipe away the sweat that was falling down behind his back. He inhaled a deep breath when he learn by heart back with what has happen once before. He knew that Ohno isn’t this type of person, but why do he have to be like this after all of this has happen? Sakurai raised up his hand and wondered if it was because of his greed that all of this happens… Sakurai inhaled a deep breath as he felt the cold hand that was only holding his t-shirt was giving him a spine chilling sensation.
Ohno Satoshi was his close friend once before, he has a perfect life on his own, even though he doesn’t really get involve with too many people in his real life, but with his work, he never get his job undone. Perhaps some people would say that he is a silent killer since he don’t really communicate with much people, he only work in his office, and he never have any excuse if he was given any task that wasn’t even there in Tokyo, but the curse has fallen on him, and maybe because he tries to survive from all of that, he had lost his direction and lead himself to nothing else apart from a destruction.
Sakurai felt the tears that was hidden behind his eyes that he had kept for quite sometimes had began to fall down on the ground that he was standing on… How he wanted to fight Ohno that night, but he doesn’t want to repeat the mistake that he had done once before. He doesn’t want to lose his friend anymore… Sakurai struggled to put himself together as he knew that he isn’t that strong like Ohno anymore. He could feel the force that was forging in between the two of them was weakening him, he turned his gaze right behind Ohno’s back and saw how that force has weaken Matsumoto, Ninomiya and Aiba at the same time… It wasn’t him alone…
“Just stop doing all of this, Ohno. You are worth more than just only being left behind in the shadow!” Sakurai force himself to speak to Ohno, but Ohno only looked at him relentlessly, with a sly smile curved on his lips after sometime, Sakurai felt Ohno’s hand were moving at his throat slowly, and gripped it tight right there. Sakurai chuckled as he couldn’t be breathing anymore. He heard Ohno snorted a little bit, “Do you think that it is going to be that easy for me to let it all go, Sakurai?” he asked Sakurai that was struggling to break free.
Sakurai gripped both side of his hand on Ohno’s frozen cold hand, he sealed his eyes shut, how he felt his heart was pounding so hard as he was restraining himself to grasp the anger that he was feeling began to rage up in himself. Ohno smile sarcastically iniquity towards Sakurai as he was feeling Sakurai’s forge was building up stronger than it was before, Ohno release one side of his hand and slapped on Sakurai’s face a couple of time harshly, “What are you waiting for, Sakurai? Don’t you want all of this to happen once again?” he asked Sakurai fiercely. Sakurai tries to speak, but he couldn’t do that anymore, Sakurai shakes his head from side to side and forces himself speak, even though it was hurting him so deep inside, “No, Ohno… Not once again,” Sakurai manage to let out his voice even though it was too quiet to be heard to other people. Sakurai coughed several of times as he felt his throat began to dried up.
Aiba turned his gaze towards Sakurai instantly as he heard that Sakurai was struggling. Aiba tries to called out for Sakurai to distract that old man away, but he felt he was too tired to be doing anything anymore. How he felt like his body was going to fall down, but he was restraining himself from being weaker than he already is right then. “Sakurai…” he tries to call for him, but his voice has become too small, he doesn’t think so anyone could even hear him. Aiba gasp for some air, he looked at what that old man was doing to Sakurai, and how he wanted to help him, but even he was having a hard time to reach to those two people that was close to him. How was he going to even reach to Sakurai right in time?
Aiba shakes his head from side to side, as he sealed his eyes shut and remembers that in his dream there was another shadow that approached the two man that was on the ground. How that shadow was forcing himself to move forward towards them, and hold them together in his arms and never wishing to let them go. Aiba gritted his teeth against each other and wondered if that shadow was him? Aiba had a small laughter and sighed alone, “I don’t even have anymore strength, how is it going to be me that would save them?” he said alone and he had a silly smile curved across his lips.
Even though at that time, he doesn’t feel like he wanted to move forward anymore, how he felt like his flesh had torn apart from the cold vivid night, how he felt the warmth that was burning inside himself were emerging together to give him force to continue as he felt like he couldn’t be moving anymore. Aiba strungle with all his might, even though his body had curved down and he began to crawl on the ground, he felt the ache that was burning in his heart was tearing him apart, but he doesn’t care anymore.
“I have to reach to you… I have to get to you…” he said to himself and continue his way towards their direction that was really close to him… He could still hear that Matsumoto was begging for his life and wanted everything to be as silent as it was before, Aiba turned his gaze towards Matsumoto that was crying in his sleep, that was in his sore full time right then, his body was burning visiously when he saw that the clothes that he was wearing has torn apart. Aiba tries to reach out for Matsumoto, “Just let me go! Release me from all of this! Let me regain the good deeds and repay my sin!” he heard Matsumoto screamed suddenly. Aiba felt his heart triggers and with a heavy heart, he knew he wanted to go to Ninomiya first, but…
Aiba only sighed, ‘I have to do this!’ he said in his heart, and without any second tought, he grabbed on Matsumoto’s shoulder and how he felt he was burned alive as well as Matsumoto was at that time, Aiba cries out so loud but he couldn’t hear his voice anymore. Aiba felt the tears that were hidden before falls down on his face as the pain he felt from Matsumoto was tormenting him there, alive. “Matsumoto!” he cries out for his name, but instantly, Aiba sealed his eyes when he could hear those words that were disturbing in Matsumoto’s mind, haunting his heart almost every night…
He looked at Matsumoto’s direction with his eyes only slightly open. He doesn’t know how long this man bear has with himself with all of this. Aiba felt his tears kept on pouring out and he gritted his teeth against each other, ‘Be strong, Matsumoto!’ he said in his heart as he began to felt his heart began to burn, furiously.
Aiba looked at the two of them were struggling for their life, and Aiba couldn’t bear it anymore…. “Argh!!!” he screamed so loud, but the echoes of his voice couldn’t be heard at all. Everything has become more intense than it was before and it seems like it was taking their life away… The nightmare and terror that was disturbing their mind and soul has taken over their life…
At the same time, in the Prime Mall Stadium, the manager of the company, Mr. Hiroshima, walked towards Miyoko that was busy doing certain things to rearrange some matters that night. Miyoko remembers that Sakurai and Aiba had asked her to delay the time, but all the fans can’t stop screaming and began to curse as they were demanding for Matsumoto. She gritted her teeth against each other, ‘I really hope that all of this would sort out…’ she said in her heart as he heard the footsteps of somebody was approaching him closer. She inhaled a deep breath before she brace herself to face with all of this.
‘Be strong, Miyoko…’ she said in her heart before she turned around and notice that Mr. Hiroshima wasn’t happy with what was going on. He crossed his hand over his chest and looked at Miyoko, “What is all of this? Everybody is calling for Matsumoto, and where is he?! I thought your company had manage to get him for tonight! What is all of this?!” he asked Miyoko furiously, when she could only stand there and look at him straight forwardly. She inhaled a deep breath before she could even communicate with him, she gave him a slight smile to apologize, “I am really sorry, Mr. Hiroshima, but we received a call from Mr. Matsumoto, telling us that he would be in a slight delay,” she said to Mr. Hiroshima when he looked at her furiously, “I only give thirty minutes for him to be here, and if he doesn’t show up, your company would pay a major price for this!” he said to her as he turned around and walked away from there.
Miyoko looked at how arrogant Mr. Hiroshima was that night to her, she fell on the chair beside her and sealed her eyes shut. She felt her tears fell down as she was afraid with everything that will happen that night. She doesn’t care about the performance anymore as she did ask some band and artist to take over the stage once again. How she was grateful that they agreed. Miyoko wiped away the tears that has fallen down from her eyes, “Please, Sakurai… Please survive tonight…” she said in silent, because she knew that it was for this reason for his love for her, he exchange his instead of hers and if they ever wanted to be in love with each other again, she knew that he won’t be there anymore for her to hold in her arms anymore.
She felt her body triggers, “I know you can do it, Sakurai. Just do your best!” she said once again…
Ohno had a deafening laughter as he could hear how Aiba was struggling with himself, he pressed his hand on Sakurai’s throat as he was enjoying the night that he was having at that time. The sound of his laughter were dominating the whole world once again, as even Aiba that wasn’t close to them could hear his vicious laughter and made him deaf at that time. Ohno turned around and looked at Sakurai once again with a sly smile on his face, “Just look at them, Sakurai,” he said to Sakurai with a cold heart, Sakurai doesn’t want to hear anything anymore as he was still forcing himself to break free from his grip, “Just let them go, Ohno! It is you and me right here! Not the three of them!” Sakurai felt the anger in his heart began to rage worse than before, he force himself to scream so hard, his voice echoes that silent night. Ohno smiled to Sakurai sarcastically as he was daunted with what Sakurai had manage to do there.
He release his hand that was gripping on Sakurai’s throat and gave him an applause as he was impressed with the strength Sakurai had left in himself as he was facing him. “Very good job, Sakurai,” he said to him, patting on his shoulder. Sakurai looked at Ohno furiously as he felt his heart wanted to take this man life once again, but there isn’t any possible way to stop a person that was reborn once again from his previous life. Sakurai furrowed his eyebrow when he doesn’t care anymore what would happen to him, ‘I have to stop this. This is my fight! Not theirs!’ he said in his heart when he looked at the three of them that was in a tremendous pain. Sakurai felt the tears began to falls down from his eyes once again but with a strong heart, Sakurai pushed Ohno’s hand away from his shoulder and wanted to strangled him to death, but before he could even do anything, Ohno grabbed Sakurai’s hand that was coming towards his direction and pushed Sakurai down on the ground.
“Argh!” Sakurai grumbled hard as he felt all the suffer he had restrain in his heart previously had trembled out from himself. Ohno looked at Sakurai viciously as his eyes had turned black as the deepest hell, he looked directly towards Sakurai’s eyes and pressed his throat so hard at that time to make sure that Sakurai couldn’t be breathing anymore. Sakurai chuckled for his life as he was holding the cold hand of Ohno and tries to push him away, but Ohno was on top of him and certainly his force would be much stronger than him.
“Never tempt anything that would cost your death, Sakurai. I am warning you,” he said to Sakurai when he turned his gaze towards the three of them, Ohno reach his hand out towards his direction and gripped it tight as he was strangling the three of them from far. Sakurai could hear Aiba, Matsumoto and Ninomiya was crying for help, as they weren’t able to breathe anymore. “Stop this!” he tries to screamed to Ohno, but Ohno was ignoring with what Sakurai was trying to say to him, but was gripping both side of his hand tighter since he wanted everybody that night not to be alive anymore.
“No, Sakurai… Tonight would be the end of you and the end of their life…” he said to Sakurai viciously. Sakurai wasn’t able to be breathing anymore, as he sealed his eyes shut, chuckling for some air to breathe, but he couldn’t even gasp for anything anymore. How he felt like it was going to be the end of his life, but the force in himself was weakening as the stronger Ohno’s force was fighting against him. Ohno began to laugh ferociously as he was enjoying the whole night on his own.
Aiba couldn’t be breathing anymore as he was feeling the invisible force that was taking control of him, was holding himself from staying alive was taking control over him, but his grip was still holding on strong on Matsumoto shoulder as he could feel the ache that Matsumoto was feeling in himself. He could hear both Matsumoto and Ninomiya was grumbling and begging for help, but he wasn;t able to do anything anymore. “Be strong, Aiba! Just be strong!” he screamed loudly, even though he couldn’t hear himself anymore, he raised his hand up forcefully and he gripped on Ninomiya’s shoulder and he felt something eerie began to happen to him as he could feel both of their fuffer, both of their dreadful time as they were kept hidden at night in their life, He tries to release the two of them, from the burning hell of Matsumoto’s life and the frozen cold night of Ninomiya’s life, but it seems like they were holding him together.
Aiba felt his heart began to duel against each other. “Argh!!!” Aiba screamed so hard as he couldn’t bear it anymore.
Ohno smiled to Sakurai, “There is nobody that could kill an afterlife, Sakurai!” he said to Sakurai furiously but the sound of Aiba’s loud groan had made him laugh even worse than it was before… How Ohno felt like he was the master of that night and nobody else anymore could stop him from being the only one, but before he could even take Sakurai’s life away, he felt a strong wind, even stronger than his blew straight towards his direction and made him falls down in silent.
“What the hell?!” he thought alone…