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Ending C

She did something for the sake of someone else, something that most youkai would not do, especially for a human of all people, the thing they should hunt, devour and terrorize. In the end, maybe his gloomy look scared her off the idea in the first place? She couldn't tell anymore.

Y/N: You tried to convince me out of that idea of mine, the blame goes back on me for not listening to your arguments.

Solemnly responding, his eyes darted off to the circle on the floor, the materials now nothing that could be salvaged and truth be told: he did not have the will to go through everything again, not after everything that happened. If he had to take the lives of even more people to try again, then he would rather stop himself.

Koishi: So you're giving up?

Questioning him, she tilted her head to the side and observed his reaction with her undivided attention. Remembering that she could now read his mind like any books in this horrible place, he nodded silently, the bags under his eyes amplifying said quietness. Seeing him resign himself and abandon his previous goal, the satori's smile grew large before she moved her arms up, like she was launching confetti into the air.

Y/N: You seem awfully happy about that.

Koishi: Hm? Am I? It's hard for me to tell.

Of course, she was not going to mention the ordeal she went through to push her goal forward, to surpass all his suppressed feelings towards his life within the library and finally erase them with the assistance of the librarians who fought by her side. Now that it was all over, she had one good reason to enjoy her success.

...If only it was as nice as she would have imagined it.

Y/N: I guess it's the end of the road for me.

Heaving a sigh, he moved his hands deep in the pockets of the coat around his clothes, admitting defeat for the final time. Not understanding the meaning of his words, she tried to make him elaborate but a mere sentence brought her to silence.

Y/N: That "Yukari" is on her way to eliminate the one who brought the end of the guests who entered here.

Koishi: ...What?

Her words stuck in her throat, her eyes widened at the revelation, a truth that he concealed from her ears. The implications of having HER of all people come here was a disastrous situation AT BEST.

Yet, he did not fear for the outcome, his mind was at ease. After causing pain to many people, he simply took it as divine punishment. They took the life of his friends, he took their lives in return and it made him realize that fate did not appreciate humans- No, human would be a stretch for him, he really was a parasite that held onto life for too long.

Now that his false courage, his cowardice perished in that duel between the librarians and one of the Komeiji sisters against him, his desperate wish to survive for the sake of his goal also died out like a flame.

Koishi: We... We have to do something-

Y/N: We already are Koishi, we already are.

The way he spoke to her was like a comforting grandparent on his deathbed, which wasn't that far off considering that the grim reaper was arriving at a fast pace. Seeing the lack of fright, her fears subsided temporarely.

Koishi: N-No, they might kill you!

Y/N: Wouldn't that be a nice thing for them? The youkais seem to be the strong one in the food chain, they would be happy to get rid of one opposing it.

Pulling out of his outfit a familiar object that she saw once before, he lit it up and took a deep breath of smoke, celebrating his last moments before retribution fell upon him. Exhaling the foreign body from his lungs, he averted his gaze to the girl, his exhausted eyes begging for the deep slumber awaiting everyone.