Closing the door behind him slowly and carefully, a young boy decides to take a walk.
A lot of things, especially questions have been on his mind recently.
He hoped by taking a walk, he would be able to find the answers he was looking for.
“Why are we here?” “Why was I born into this world?” “Why was humanity created?” “Why is humanity the dominant species?”
He paused.
“What is love?” “Do I...truly love her?” “Can I find love again?” were some of the questions he asked the boy on his journey to nowhere.
The iridescent glow of the streetlights, the flashing LEDs, and illuminated neon signs of Shibuya converged into hazy blend of light and color, and struck his face repeatedly.
It was then he realised, that those answers were for him to find, and not to preemptively seek. This world was a world that constantly evolved, and events where the full nakedness of humanity was exposed. From the moving and the wonderful, to the ugly and horrendous.
Still, it was still nice to think about his own uneasy future.
In the boy’s mind, he had no future.
A desk job wasn’t stimulating enough for him, but jobs that required manual labor were too boring to him. He longingly gazed at the world that he wanted to be in.
However, he was barred into the void called reality.
The door was still standing there, locked.
He didn’t have the keys, much less know anyone who could open the door for him.
He would have to open that door himself.
But what was the point of trying if it was for nothing at all?
What was the point of living in a world where the truth is hidden.
Then he realized that, and came to the conclusion:
“Ignorance is bliss.”
Suddenly, the boy’s ketai vibrated in his pockets.
An old friend was calling him.
“Hey Justin-chan, wanna go out for a run on C1? I’ve got your ride ready. And hey, I’ve brought my bike with me too.”
The boy quirked a smile and responded,
“Well, Simon-san, it’s rare for you to call at this hour-”
“It doesn’t matter.” snapped his friend
“You’re in, or you ain’t. Besides, we’re on break, remember?”
The boy took a deep breath, and calmly replied,
“Just like old times, huh?”
“We’re waiting for you at the top floor.”
“I’ll be there in a few-”
“Hey Justin...” the boy’s friend interrupted.
“Is it true that...you and Mika-san...”
Simon was met with a call ended tone.
Even as he made his way to the carpark, the boy felt a weight being gently placed on his chest, and his eyes were feeling heavy, drowning in his own thoughts.
For some reason, climbing up the ramps seemed like climbing upwards from Purgatory to Hell.
His footsteps formed an echo that was a loud, vibrant polyphony, but yet it was a dull, Morse-code monophony of loneliness and despair confusion. As he reached the penultimate level, he heard the sound of a girl struggling against people on a car.
“Hey, this one’s kinda cute!” a gruff voice exclaimed.
“Hmm, maybe we should keep her for ourselves!” an accomplice added in a Kansai dialect.
The boy reached in his back pocket for his twelve inch retractable baton, which he had prepared for self defense situations. As the scene came into view, the boy blankly stared at the ground near them and said,
“Leave her alone.”
The two henchmen/patsies/whatever stopped and looked towards the boy.
“Who the hell are you?” they demanded.
Still with a blank gaze, the boy looked up and the men and just as blankly replied.
“It doesn’t matter. Leave her alone.”
The boy flicked his wrist downwards.
The man with the gruff voice picked up a nearby metal pole and mockingly said,
“Well looks like we got a winner here!”
He then proceeded to rush towards the boy, in which he gracefully avoided a wild swing , and with expert precision, incapacitated the man.
The other man, still in shock, was incapacitated as well, in the same way.
I(yes me) felt the need for the boy to have a punchline, so the boy said to the gruff man,
“Ding ding ding.”
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