Task 5 || Beg! (Open)
A Â lot had happened.Â
The fact that there were three deaths..four, if he were to count Reiji, and five if he were to include Tsukiko-san in the fray. Two of which he was rather frond of, one he was irritated by, and another who he had not understood at all, followed by one he didn't even get to speak to.Â
Sadness, anger, fear--he could feel those if he wanted to, but instead the main thing that swept over Nao was fatigue. He was tired of it all, tired of death, and he wanted to go home even though he knew he never could. This feeling, this, felt like what Monobear's goal truly was--hopelessness.Â
But of course, that was all internal! On the outside he managed to conjure up a sad, yet sincere smile in it all--until they were all called to the Mystic Room.Â
The picture of Yua, in his opinion, was devastating. He didn't really know who's "side" to be on, anymore. Yet, Monobear did mention it was before the whole memory situation... did the others do something similar, or was it just a lie? Either way, the photo was not  a welcoming one... and in a flash, it was torn to shreds.
Then, the bear continued on, stating that each one of the available boxes had a secret in it. Oh.
What?!
Ooooh no. No. No way. Nu-uh, negative. No. If there were nine boxes, and each had a secret.. there was a possibility that he wouldn't get his own, and..
In a flurry, he bolted over there and picked a random box, then practically zoomed out of there into the nearby hallway, close to the stairs. He would move further, but he was anxious to see which one it was.
Carefully, with clammed hands, he unlocked the box and opened it--
It wasn't his.
It wasn't his!
The box shut with a loud slam and he bit down into his lip enough for it to trickle some blood, before burying his face into his knees. "Uuugh..." Instead of sitting there for long, however, he flopped to his side, eyes glossed with threatening tears, and slowly came to a rise. "U-UuurrAAGGH! D-DAMMIT!" He punched the stone wall with his free hand, kicked it, kicked it again, and glared at it. "A-Aaagh.."
One knee hit the ground, and then the other, followed by squeezing his eyes shut. He'd hoped no one had heart that outburst--though it was loud enough. "Hhrk.."
