[HEAT OF THE MOMENT]
8 episodes until Spotlight of the Angels
(Survivor Home; 8:20 am)
(Daiki Daisama is looking at the items he took while he and Mion Isoda were exploring his former home in Akashi)
Daiki: I still have Mom's Shamisen... And looking at all this stuff... they were precious to her... I wonder why he didn't destroy it... it was probably because he wanted more control of me... He... he wanted me to be ruthless... hateful... merciless... but... those feelings... they were towards him... It was... the heat of the moment, Mai says... She states that the reason why I killed him was because I have had enough... No one... insults Mom to my face. I forgot what he called her, but I remember the blood on my hands... on my hitoe... blood that the rain never washed away... There are still questions on why a homeless 17 year old patricide suspect managed to live in the streets, in the eyes of the public, and survive for two years... with no friends and... with another personality who was so innocent of everything... (looks at the mirror) Ikeda Daiki... No longer Ikeda Daiki... rather... Daisama Daiki... Noriko was right... I died... and now I'm reborn. (grabs the picture of himself, his mother and his father) Were they happy...? No... I don't think so. (tears the picture in half, putting the half with himself and his mother on his nightstand) Ikeda Kouji... Even though you're my dad... I've ALWAYS hated you... just because you took Mom away from me... I couldn't fight back because you were... so annoyingly demanding... but now... I'm glad I took your life. I'm glad I'm free from you. I'm glad I met Sou, Atsushi, Mion, Mutsuko, Nishino, Masami, Manami, Kazutoshi, Shigeki and Monomoko.
(He finds a match)
Daiki: Like I said when that Hitoe burned to nothing... Good Riddance Forever. I hope you burn in hell, Kouji. You don't have the right to be called Dad this time.
(He lights up the match, points the flame to the torn picture of Kouji Ikeda. The picture is set ablaze. Daiki lets go of the picture and watches as ashes fly to the sky, blown away by the wind)
(Atsushi Tei walks to him)
Atsushi: Daiki?
Daiki: Oh... hey...
Atsushi: Is something wrong?
Daiki: Just finishing some final touches...
Atsushi: Oh... him... Your... dad...
Daiki: Not my dad anymore. I disowned him ever since I killed him...
Atsushi: Daiki...
Daiki: Don't worry about me. As far as I'm concerned, that loser is now a pile of bones in that basement. I think you wanted to do that in my stead if he was alive... but don't... he was my dad, not-
(Atsushi hugs Daiki with his good arm. The Former Art Forger hugs back carefully because of the healing broken arm)
Atsushi: I'm... so proud of you, Daiki... You reclaimed... the freedom you lost...
(Daiki only hums as he tightens his grip onto Atsushi)











