Yui stood before Ryu, her gun trembling in her hand. Ryu's clothes were drenched in blood, and tears streamed down Yui's face. "I... am... so sorry, Ryu," she whispered, her voice cracking. A faint smile crossed her lips as she pulled the trigger.
"BANG!"
"YUI!"
Ryu's eyes snapped open. It was just a dream. He took a deep breath, his voice barely audible. "Yui..." His gaze fell upon the diary on the table, and memories of Yui flooded his mind. Her flowing brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, and bright smile haunted him.
Ryu composed himself, taking another deep breath. He got dressed, slipping the diary into his blazer's inner pocket. Ryu stepped out of his room and walked down the hallway, stopping outside Akira's door. As he entered, Akira sat up, her eyes fixed on him.
"Good morning, Nii-chan," Akira said, looking at Ryu.
"Morning, Akira," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. He sat down in the chair beside her bed.
"Did you take your medicine?" he asked. Akira shook her head, remaining silent.
"Akira, you need to take your medicine on time," Ryu reminded her gently.
Akira stayed silent, looking down. Ryu sighed. "Okay, did you have breakfast?" he asked, but she shook her head again.
"How will you get better if you don't eat or take your medicine on time? Aki, what are you thinking?" Ryu's voice was barely audible, his eyes filled with concern.
Akira's eyes welled up with tears. "Y-Yui..." she burst out, sobbing uncontrollably.
Ryu pulled her into a gentle hug. "Akira, ssh... don't cry, please be quiet," he whispered.
But Akira only cried harder, her body shaking. "I-it h-happened because of me..." she stammered.
Ryu's shirt became soaked with her tears. "I'm sorry, Nii-chan... it happened because of me..."
He rubbed her back and looked at the maid. "Get the breakfast right now." The maid bowed and left the room.
He looked at Akira. "Nothing was your fault. Don't blame yourself." His voice was gentle.
"B-but"
"No, but if you stay like this, then Yui will be sad. Did you want her to be sad in the afterlife too?" She shook her head .
Just then, the maid entered with a tray of bread, butter, and jam, and a glass of milk. She set it near the bed. Akira just stared at it.
"You can't eat by staring. Get it," he said, handing it to her. She took bites slowly. "Please, you eat also," she said.
He took a slice of bread slowly, and they both finished eating. He gave her a pill and then a glass of water. "Take a rest. I will be back by evening." She nodded.
He stroked her hair and moved out. The maid followed him. "Take care of her," he said, and she nodded. He walked downstairs.
Downstairs, the same two men from yesterday were waiting. The old man stared at Ryu. "Ryu, I hope you didn't forget about the meeting."
"Meeting?" Ryu replied, his expression blank.
"Even after her death, that girl is still a problem," the old man said irritably. "That bi-"
"Mr. Kenji Watabane, if you speak one more word, I'll forget that you're my father," Ryu warned, his expression darkening.
The other man, sensing the tension, intervened. "Sir, I think we should leave. It's getting late," he said to Kenji.
"Who gave you permission to speak?" Kenji snapped at his assistant, Taro. "Be in your limit."
"S-sorry, sir," Taro stuttered, his voice trembling. "But we are getting late, sir."
"Okay, but Ryu, forget that dead girl and focus on the company," Kenji said with a dark and angry expression. He then walked towards the main door. "Now, are you not getting late, Taro?"
"C-coming, sir," Taro replied, following Kenji out.
Ryu stood still for a moment, then left with a blank expression on his face.
As evening fell, a car entered the garage and parked. Ryu stepped out and walked to the elevator. He entered it and pressed the button for the ground floor. When the elevator opened, Ryu saw his father on the couch, talking to Taro. Ryu ignored them and walked upstairs.
He stopped by Akira's room to take a look at her. As he entered, he saw her sleeping, hugging a pillow. Ryu looked at the maid seated near the bed. "Did she eat well today?" Ryu asked the maid in a low voice, checking Akira's temperature.
"Yes, sir. She had all her meals and taken her medicine on time, but..." The maid paused.
Ryu's eyes narrowed. "But what?"
"She was asking for you, sir," the maid replied in a single breath.
Ryu thought for a moment before speaking. "Did she have dinner?"
"No, sir. She's been sleeping for an hour."
Ryu nodded. "Bring our dinner here. I'll be back soon."
With one last look at Akira, Ryu turned and left. The maid bowed. "Yes, sir."
Ryu walked out of Akira's room and made his way to his own. He entered his room and headed straight to the bathroom. After a few minutes, he emerged, refreshed, and walked towards his closet.
Meanwhile, Kenji entered the dining hall, where he spotted Akira's maid carrying a tray filled with a meal. "For whom are you taking this?" Kenji demanded in his usual cold and loud voice.
The maid bowed nervously. "Young Master Ryu asked me to bring dinner to Miss Akira's room," she replied in a shaking voice.
Kenji's expression turned irritated. "So now he can't even face me?" he sneered. "That boy," he hissed, his eyes narrowing at the maid. "What are you waiting for? Go! Or he'll think I stopped you."
The maid hastened to obey. "Y-yes, sir," she stuttered, rushing out of the dining hall.
She entered Akira's room, where Ryu was seated in a chair beside Akira's bed. The maid served dinner, and an uncomfortable silence fell between them as they ate.
Once they finished, the maid collected the plates and cleaned up. Ryu gave Akira a pill, which she swallowed with a sip of water. He then helped her into bed and pulled up the blanket.
"Good night," Ryu said softly, gently stroking Akira's hair.
As her eyes began to droop, Akira whispered, "Nii-chan..."
Ryu's voice was soft and caring. "Please take care of yourself."
Akira's voice was barely audible. "I will."
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Ryu sat in his room, staring blankly at the diary on his lap. He poured himself a glass of whiskey and downed it, the liquid burning his throat, but it was nothing compared to the throbbing headache that had been plaguing him.
As he reached for the bottle to pour another glass, a memory flashed in his mind. Yui stood before him, taking the bottle from his hand. "If you drink more than two glasses a day, I won't talk to you," she said with a stern expression.
Ryu's gaze lingered on the bottle, and he remembered Yui's words. He set the bottle aside, his eyes drifting back to the diary.
Just then, his phone rang, breaking the silence. The caller ID displayed "Dr. Haruno." Ryu's expression turned cold as he answered the call.
"Hello, Ryu Watabe," he said in a low, even tone.
"Mr. Watabe, it's Dr. Haruno," the voice on the other end replied.
Ryu's voice remained detached. "Yes, Doctor. Why did you call me?"
Dr. Haruno's voice was laced with urgency. "Actually, it's about Miss Nakahara."
At the mention of Yui's name, Ryu's demeanor changed, his voice taking on a hint of curiosity and demand. "What about her?"
Dr. Haruno hesitated before speaking. "I had just checked her medical history, and according to one test, she had a brain tumor."
Ryu's eyes widened in shock as he processed the doctor's words.
"Mr. Watabane?" Dr. Haruno's voice cut through the silence.
Ryu's voice was barely above a whisper. "Is... Is this really true?"
Dr. Haruno's response was somber. "Yes, the test report confirms it."
Ryu's mind reeled as he asked, "Did you inform her parents?"
Dr. Haruno's voice was laced with concern. "No, I thought it best to inform you first. They're already grieving over her death, and I'm not sure how this news would affect them."
Ryu's voice was devoid of emotion. "Thank you, Doctor."
He hung up the phone, his gaze drifting back to the diary. A mix of emotions swirled within him as he whispered to himself, "So you knew you were going to die... That's why you shot yourself... You knew you wouldn't live long."
Ryu's eyes narrowed, his voice taking on a hint of determination. "How many more secrets do you have?"
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