Where are— [ The sound of the feed cutting is a strike to the chest, bitter and icy. The consequences of keeping this as only his and Kuroko's burden might be ugly, he knows. He can envision an angry Kise, demanding answers and baiting a response by questioning their friendship in the first place.
He finds that he'd gladly take it all over the raw, sick panic in Kuroko's characteristically even voice and the threat of unveiling whatever awful fate awaits him.
Cleaning the blood off his blade, he forces the shiver out of his stance before heading out into the night. It has to be him, Otonashi reminds himself.
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He finds that he'd gladly take it all over the raw, sick panic in Kuroko's characteristically even voice and the threat of unveiling whatever awful fate awaits him.
Cleaning the blood off his blade, he forces the shiver out of his stance before heading out into the night. It has to be him, Otonashi reminds himself.
It has to be him. ]