But you stand there in the Field Operations Office, surrounded by the men who treated you like their beloved younger brother, and you receive no orders. A man who you regard like a mentor, almost like a father, stands in front of you and shakes his head. “... The higher-ups don’t want to move yet. This could still be a prank, so they don’t want to let our resources go to this.”
It’s the first time that you get a taste of rage. Your hand curls into a fist, because someone you know has gone missing, and no one cares enough to find them. “That’s bullshit,” you mutter under your breath, and the saving grace is that even if you’re heard, you aren’t punished.
For the next few weeks, you are kept so busy that you can’t think about the video - but it doesn’t leave you alone. It’s in your bones. The feeling that something’s going to go wrong. The longer that you go without seeing Yuuta Fuji, the worse you feel.
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And then: a declaration (22:59 - 23:18).
But you stand there in the Field Operations Office, surrounded by the men who treated you like their beloved younger brother, and you receive no orders. A man who you regard like a mentor, almost like a father, stands in front of you and shakes his head. “... The higher-ups don’t want to move yet. This could still be a prank, so they don’t want to let our resources go to this.”
It’s the first time that you get a taste of rage. Your hand curls into a fist, because someone you know has gone missing, and no one cares enough to find them. “That’s bullshit,” you mutter under your breath, and the saving grace is that even if you’re heard, you aren’t punished.
For the next few weeks, you are kept so busy that you can’t think about the video - but it doesn’t leave you alone. It’s in your bones. The feeling that something’s going to go wrong. The longer that you go without seeing Yuuta Fuji, the worse you feel.
Until another video proves you right (16:40 - 17:35).
And with every sickening gunshot, and with the word ‘justice’ in your mouth like a poison - you feel like maybe you died that day too. ]