Ambassador

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                                    And it wasn’t pleasant.

Because of Takuto’s appearance so late into the Reverse epidemic, what had been happening to the true Takuto all that time had never really come to the forefront of her mind, beyond what Leon had disclosed. He had been trapped, watching helplessly for longer than they could imagine as all he’d strived to build began to crumble.

                           A shiver ran down her spine to hear an alternative of their own world had ended as they knew their own. How horrific the things he must have learned might have been.

“Takuto…”

Against her usual character, she moved forward; one brisk stride and arms swung about, closing in on him. Locking him into an embrace - loose yet firm simultaneously. “What happened was not your fault. What happened to Kai, to Aichi, Ultra Rare, that alternative world…

                         None of it is down to you.                                   You knew so little of Link Joker; it came chasing after you, without warning and pounced before you could defend yourself. You struggled against it all you could, to get back to us, and just because it’s control was as powerful as it was, that does not put it on you. You did all you could; we were all weak, in that respect.

He let out a sigh, and shook his head as Misaki hugged him. He kept his body rigid when embraced. It wasn’t because of disliking the contact, but rather lack of knowing what to do in such a situation. Comfort? He didn’t know of such a thing. “.......... I still feel like.... I could have done more. Done something...” He squirmed out of her arms, backing away. They wouldn’t get anywhere with this conversation.

                           Their connections were… through mutual people. What ground had they to build a relationship on that didn’t involve, say Kourin, Kai or one of her Psyqualia-induced companions?

His trepidation was something of note, however. Takuto wasn’t one for stammering or floundering - something had to be causing it. There was a marked alteration in her posture following it; her shoulders raised and features shifted into that of surprise, intrique.

“Takuto, have you ever thought about just… taking it easy? You did that when Kourin and the others joined school, didn’t you? That day you stopped by for lunch; it was genuine, right? You could… do well to live like that more often.

He really was alone. He wasn’t connected to anyone. The closest he could think of was Aichi, but even then, that relationship was warped. It irked him. He really couldn’t get to know these people, yet he was constantly compared to them and near them. He had to manipulate them to defeat Void, but even that fell flat.

“Yes, I did. It was genuine. I was happy. Do you even know what those few fleeting moments of happiness cost me? Do you know what my lack of vigilance brought upon me, you?”

“Three days later, I was surprised by Void, and defeated because I was incompetent. I had my memory, family and the people I was starting to consider my friends threatened. I wasn’t strong enough to protect you, and I, Cray, was pushed out of my own body. I had to sit there, watch, as everyone fought to defeat Void.” “Because I wasn’t ready, because I lowered my guard, in one universe the whole world was destroyed. In ours, it might have not killed us, but it took a great toll on Aichi, on everyone, in the end. And it was my fault.” He was shaking by now, trying so hard to remain calm yet failing.

TO: Soft Mint FROM: Misaki Tokura

To: {Boss Lady} From: {Takito}

TO: Soft Mint FROM: Misaki Tokura

To: {Boss Lady} From: {Takito}