𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐇𝐢𝐯𝐞
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UNIT 8: FILE OF DISCORD
I've been quite exhausted lately, daydreaming about other places, another life, work is exhausting, so I take some sleeping pills to relax my body and to be able to have a good dream trip.
I wake up busy, the sun attacks my eyes and I feel disoriented, am I hallucinating? I feel the strange body, the noise does not allow me to think clearly and when I have the desire to run to get answers a big bus stops inches from my face and shows me my reflection, who am I? The two-colored hair between black and purple surprises me, my amber eyes reflect the same confusion I feel, and that scar that furrows my nose does not go according to the last time I saw myself in the mirror.
I check my body with curiosity, my heart beats wildly at the idea that has just landed in my mind, could this be possible? A driver's license trembles in my hand, and I confirm my fear:
Code: 01234567678901
Name: Umi Takashi
Birth: 02/09/96
I am inside my desired reality! How is it possible? I know that the sketch of my story is still scribbled on an old notebook on my desk, but I am here, I am Umi Takashi. I contemplate the sky, it seems clear, if this is the beginning of my story I must be in the hottest months of Japan, among the busy streets of the Chidoya district in the metropolis of Tokyo.
I analyze my situation in detail, and manage to calm down, I have a long way to go, I have some goals to accomplish as Umi. I approach the building behind me, I will move in today, so I lean back in a small side corner, leaning against the wall to get a hint of shade, and start to remember my role in this world, I have an interesting past and I have just returned to my home country, I want to fulfill my dream of being an idol, I have all my hopes staked, but remembering the difficulties of getting a stable job, the competitions in the music market and the monetary investments I didn't have, I sit in the ridiculous circle of regret, and not forgetting the other purposes of my trip.
A quarter of an hour later, a sports car distilling the word wash me pulls up almost in front of the building, a man in a suit with a black cap that didn't match the elegant attire gets out of the passenger seat, and says goodbye with some very low words. He must be the one I'm waiting for, the man I'm not supposed to trust. He approaches and looks at me, making me feel intimidated and embarrassed, as if seeing him is not legal. The brief seconds of first impression turned into a fight to see who would avert their eyes first, until he spoke and my skin without any permission bristled.
"Takami Hotaru-san?" he asked.
That wasn't my name, it was just my facade. I'm the second daughter of a marriage covenanted by economic status. My father bankrupted a cosmetics company when he was accused of drug smuggling. But it was all a plan of corrupt police to frame him, that sank my family; my mother to flee the accusations and debts traveled to Thailand, only took my 9 year old brother and abandoned me, pointing out that everything was my fault, that I was a curse, since my father is not my true procreator.
I walked up next to the man in the suit with a slight tremor in my legs, I am nervous, all my revenge starts now. He didn't look at me once and didn't utter any words until we were inside the apartment.
We will be roommates.
I bit my lip with worry and the minutes of tension culminated when he finally put his cell phone away in his back pocket and pulled a cigarette from a pack protruding from his spotless shirt.
"Mind if I smoke?" he asked giving me a quick up and down look.
"It's your lungs, not mine" I replied slowly.
He cocked a smile, lit his cigarette and turned away inhaling the smoke.
"This should be a nice day, where I'd introduce you to the house, buy you lunch and maybe take you for a walk along the nearby avenues to get you acquainted with the city, but it's not" he exhaled "it's not a good day at all."
"Bad days abound" I commented.
He started walking towards a small living room leaving that broad back in view again. "Likewise Hotaru, I can call you Hotaru right?" he didn't even turn around to see me nod "this is your new home, I know I'm in idiot mode today but work has me stressed out"
I smiled, if I was stressed it was because the plan was already in motion. There is a new drug called discord haunting the streets of Akibahara, keisatsu chö unit 8 is in charge of the case. They have no suspect and two overdose deaths already upset the media, my only motivation is to avenge my father, and give those who condemned my life their comeuppance.
"I what can I call you?" I asked with a firm tone.
"For the moments just call me captain, after I investigate you we'll see what consensus we come to" I wanted to laugh but I just looked at him confused would it be some fetish or what? "You don't know anything apparently, I'm a senior inspector of the metropolitan police, captain of unit 8, department of drug and weapons control."
My heart started pumping really fast, this was real, it was true. I was to betray this man, the main culprit of his stress was me, the new leader of the underworld, a founder of discord, the new smuggling group that threatened to destabilize Tokyo.
I looked at him in awe, they should give me a prize every time I manage to hold his gaze, it was an odyssey. He is quite attractive, dark, black-eyed, tall and stocky. Intimidating, sweeping, he had only one goal and he would do his best to achieve it, but the biggest risk was to live with him, not because he could discover me, but living together can be deceiving in emotions.
"I'll open the windows" I said, the heat was hellish.
"No."
His refusal was not excessive, not overwhelming either, and yet I still took a step back when I heard it. I shook my head trying to reassure myself, he was a cop, a boss, the captain, he wouldn't hurt me.
But I knew that time would make me regret not being wary.
I woke up in a sweat, I can't believe what just happened.
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Well, this is my contribution to an event that already happened but I really liked the idea, for some time I have been thinking about how my life would be in my anime world, I have created a sketch and even images, I have it so perfectly planned in my head that I fantasize awake, when I saw the event I was sad I did not participate on time, but I still wanted to share with you. My world is full of secrets and revenge, a thriller with police overtones full of action, suspense, crime and romance. Will there be a happy ending? I really don't think so.
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𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 <3
Translated with DeepL Free version.
No image belongs to me, the author of most of them is on twitter, I couldn't find his actual usser, credits to his art. Editions and cover made in canva.
