Wilted Flower ~ Chuuya x Non-Binary Reader

Chapter 35

A/n~ Sorry for taking so long to upload (again...😞) I'll try to find the energy to keep writing for you💪

Y/n POV:
While Akutagawa and Atsushi are being their awkward selves and refusing to speak to one another, I take notice of Aya and Bram wandering off in a seemingly random direction.

'Hm? Where are they going?'

Ignoring whatever Atsushi and Akutagawa are doing, I follow behind them, staying a good distance away from them so as to not risk alerting them of my presence. I probably could've just asked if I could go with her but I was unsure if she'd allow that, considering she doesn't know much about me or my reasons for being here.

It doesn't take long before we arrive at a shocking scene. Standing before us is Fukuzawa, sword in hand, in front of a fallen Fukuchi lying in a pool of his own blood.

"Their leader...! He's down!" Aya exclaims in mild shock, her face quickly shifting to a joyous expression. "You did it! It's all over! You took him down! The Detective Agency prevails yet again! Incredible! You really did it!"

'Something's wrong. That expression on his face. Did he really kill Fukuchi? His life-long best friend?'

Despite having several more questions in my head, I know that it would do me no good to think about that right now. So long as Fukuchi was dead, it didn't matter who killed him. At least not to me.

3rd-person POV:
"My archenemy..." Bram says, looking at Fukuchi's dead body.

Suddenly, Bram felt a strange pulse inside his body, a creeping feeling growing underneath his skin. "Ngh...?"

Initially, Bram was uncertain about what was happening to him, but as time passed on, he understood well what was going on. "I see. Alas..."

"What's the matter, Bra-chan?" Aya asks, concerned by his unusual demeanor.

"My princess," Bram says in a soft voice before shoving her away from him and towards me.

"Huh?" Aya questions, clearly still confused by Bram's actions.

"Run far away from here!" Bram warns, his voice laced with concern and urgency.

Y/n POV:
Hearing the urgency in Bram's voice, and knowing that Aya might've stayed frozen from shock, I grabbed her hand and pulled her away from Bram, hiding her behind me and taking a few steps back, preparing for whatever was headed. My eyes widen as I watch him scream in agony, his face tearing apart, only to be replaced by the last face I thought I'd see...

'Fyodor?!'

He had that same smug grin on his face, the one I've come to despise and fear. 'How... How is he here?! What did he do to—' I cut myself off, taking a moment to evaluate the situation. 'If he's here in Bram's body, then that must mean that his ability isn't to kill people with a single touch. But how does this explain how he was able to kill all of those people from before?'

"Why, good morning," Fyodor says before turning to look at me. "And hello again, little flower."

My eyebrows furrow into a glare, my anger barely contained, if not only for the fact that I'm more focused on protecting Aya than just punching him in his smug face. "You've got some nerve calling me that, after everything you've done."

Without a moment to spare, Fukuzawa grabs his sword which he had dropped earlier and moves to attack Fyodor, but Fyodor quickly moves over to Fukuchi, pointing Bram's sword at his neck before saying, "I'd advise you not to move. I won't hesitate to kill him."