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The man just looks at Takeshi's rare view mirror rather than at the boy who was lying on his lap. Taking a deep breath turning his gaze back at the road turning the key of the car driving off through the empty road ahead of him.
"Takeshi I didn't want to say this now but it's really important" Takeshi just remained silent staring down at Koishi still running his finger through his hair.
"He is dead," Zen said, which only made Takeshi freeze, turning his gaze as he stared back at the man looking at the rearview mirror.
"Really he died such an easy death and now I have to prepare a funeral for him and-"
"We can't do that because he killed himself" this only made Takeshi clutch his jaw with his oth
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