[ Minato's blood runs icy, color draining from his face as he stares down at the gun in his hands. His throat is dry as he finally lifts his head to meet Ryoji's gaze.
Back then, the thought of killing Ryoji that fateful eve never even crossed Minato's mind. But it's different now. As far as he can tell, Kotone hadn't decided to kill Ryoji that night either. If that's the case, would triggering those familiar memories unintentionally awaken Ryoji to his true identity?
His fingers curl around the gun, but his hands won't stop trembling. ]
sighs. wands. whatever.
Back then, the thought of killing Ryoji that fateful eve never even crossed Minato's mind. But it's different now. As far as he can tell, Kotone hadn't decided to kill Ryoji that night either. If that's the case, would triggering those familiar memories unintentionally awaken Ryoji to his true identity?
His fingers curl around the gun, but his hands won't stop trembling. ]