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Chapter 14

Y/N: Isn't that everyone though? Everyone here seems to hide their brutal side.

Koishi: ...Are you alright?

She answered back with a question, doubting his words unlike many times before. Even with her decision of sealing her third eye, she could tell that the man sitting at the desk was haunted by something.

'You probably enjoyed watching them die anyway, that's why you accepted her.'

Y/N: Just tired, that's all.

Koishi: You should rest, you're going to pass out.

Y/N: I can't, I have to keep going, not when I'm so close to the end.

Holding his head, he took a moment to calm himself and stood up, leaving the pocket watch on the desk. Not minding it, it gave the small girl the chance to take a peek at it and she did so. Grabbing it, she could feel his warmth on the object.

Koishi: How many souls do we need?

She asked and opened the lid. There, a single picture was behind the hands of the watch. There was no joy or happiness in it and there was nobody except a single person. The one in it had its face scratched out. Confused, she looked around but couldn't find a way to pull said picture out of the device.

Koishi: Who's that?

Y/N: ...I don't know, it wasn't mine.

Koishi: Where did you get it?

'From a body, just like the coward you are.'

Y/N: One of my friends had it, the only thing remaining.

Stepping closer, he took it from her and placed it in his pocket, keeping it close to him. The hollow gaze given to her while doing so felt more than familiar, she was looking into a mirror, able to see the soulless eyes that she made many times to other people. Thus, she knew that there was a problem.

Koishi: Mister Y/N, something is on your mind.

'I wish I was never born. That way, nobody would be unhappy.'

Y/N: Like anyone, everyone has something on their mind. I'm no different, you should know by now.

Completely dodging the question with a rather effective answer, he spun around and walked away from her, glancing at the myriad of books beside them. One would need to be immortal to read all of them but even if one were, who would have the motivation to read books until the end of time?

Koishi: ...

Y/N: I know that I'm not the healthiest person around but I won't make a decision to compromise my goal, I can assure you that.

Koishi: If you say so.

Y/N: Speaking of goal, there we go.

He pointed above their heads and a book landed like a bird into his hands. Not minding the way of transportation, he slid his hand across the cover and read it silently to himself.

'The book of Clownpiece, the trickster carrying the flame of insanity'

Y/N: Got a guest coming our way.

Koishi: I think I remember seeing her once or twice.

Y/N: We should start counting the people that you don't know about instead of the opposite.

Koishi: ...Why would she look for books though? I don't think she would be the type to look for something like that.

Y/N: Who knows.