Failed. They had all failed. ♪
Even listening to Ruki had been wrong. Ruki, who clung to some... some random bitch the entire time. She had the audacity to speak out against him, the courage to utter his name. And Ruki had let her. He had scolded Kou! The night had been full of surprises and of course, of course his brother would one day rise to betray him. What a lovely realization that had been, and in front of dear, dead Azusa! His head, right there! He had heard the whole thing. What if it was planned from the beginning? Perhaps Ruki didn't care about any of them, only about the damn Adam and Eve project. Picking some new livestock slut over his own family... well. Family in theory. He had been wrong to view him that way, clearly. ♪
But... Yuma. Yuma had been just as affected as he. In a different way, but they shared similar anger. Hurt. And Azusa... didn't even get a fucking chance to see them. Azusa who was perhaps the most innocent of all, robbed of his first attempt to survive here... no. He would not allow that to happen again. No one had taken him seriously, but his threats had been entirely real. That one in particular... Izaya or whatever the fuck. That fucking human garbage making a mockery of all of them, especially he. A list was growing; he was at the very top. ♪
He could hardly do anything, now, though. Not like this. Weak, so very weak, just as he had felt many years ago. That distant memory... like it had happened only moments before. So familiar. In a way, it certainly had. He was simply... human, once again. Being toyed with. Made fun of. A fool, used and thrown away--is that what would happen here? Is that what would happen... again? He rejected it. Refused it. ♪
Their freedom was compromised. But he would never be compromised like that again. And it began with waking up. ♪
"... ... ....Yuma-kun." ♪














