Chapter 154: Decision

People were running from right to left, and people helping each other could be seen in every street. Some police cars were carrying bad guys, some were driving to the scene, and some were helping injured civilians with civilians.

Hospital facilities were insufficient. There were not enough firefighters. Heroes couldn't reach everywhere. But there were many places and people who needed help. For the good, even breathing in the last few hours was a luxury.

It wasn't just deaths and disasters. Even shallow crimes that happened in normal times had increased. Everywhere was robbed. Every unsecured shop, such as historical artifacts, jewelers, banks, and others, was robbed. The bad guys had somehow managed to break into even self-confident businesses.

The heroes were running from side to side, trying to help people. Fortunately, the number of visible villains in Japan had been reduced to zero. In this way, there would be no more deaths and injuries, and there would be nothing to keep the heroes busy.

After the Blake case was over, everyone dispersed. The high-level heroes were once again headed to their business, running from place to place.

The girls, on the other hand, went home and started to act as heroes again after changing their clothes. They were supposed to rest at rest and to be heroic at times of heroism. There had to be a clear line between these two things, and they could not speculate on any of them.

Because they were "True Heroes," in Blake's words. And they didn't want him to take those words back by disappointing them. They also had a sense of duty as heroes.

Teka went straight home and locked herself in the room. Unlike previous times, this one was not for depression or anything else. This was the last time she had locked herself in the room. She had to make a choice, a choice that would change her life completely, a choice that she might regret later.

While everyone was busy with their own business, no one realized how time passed. The sun in the sky was about to set in the west when they had time to breathe, and the moon was rising in the east. The sky regained its fine jewelry, the starry sky shining in all its glory once again.

After the girls had finished their work, they gathered together and headed home. Seeing potential heroes going somewhere along the way with two high-level heroes, the other hero asked them what they were doing and where they were going, if a great villain had appeared. However, the girls dismissed them by telling them that nothing happened and that they going home.

The heroes were surprised by this. Were they going home in this situation? How could they go home when there were still so many needy people out there?

They tried to explain this to them as well, but the girls closed their ears to them. They needed to rest. They were tired, their reaction times slowed, and their bodies starved for sleep. They would go home, rest, and continue in the morning.

It wasn't just their opinion, it was Blake's strict rule. Blake didn't have to be around them for them to follow his rules. They were obedient girls enough to follow his rules even when he wasn't around.

They went to the house, locked the doors, and turned on the soundproofing installed in the whole house. Thus, they would not hear the sounds coming from outside and they would have a good sleep. They just put on their pajamas and scatter on the beds after muting their phones by keeping their emergency calls on.

It didn't take long for them to fall asleep. In Blake's absence there would be no bed play or flirtations or passionate moments, the girls closed their eyes and fell asleep after a little talk with each other.

...

It's morning. Once again the animals appeared on the streets and in the trees. The chirping of the birds was accompanied by the small cries of the animals. The wind was blowing, bringing tree leaves behind it. The weather was going to be hot for a while due to the heavy rain the other day, and this was evident in the morning sun.

With the orange lights rising from the east, the girls opened their eyes to the day. They quickly got up from their beds, heated and ate the food Blake had prepared for them long before and went their separate ways.

The streets were full of exhausted heroes and cops. The heroes under their eyes were adorned with dark spots. They were leaning somewhere with exhausted expressions, trying to keep themselves from sleeping. Some had fallen asleep leaning against vehicles, walls, or streetlights, some even lying on the cold floor.

Those who did not sleep, seeing the bright expressions of the girls, gave them accusing glances. Unlike them, the girls slept well. Nemuri had her hair done and even put on a little makeup. The heroines, on the other hand, had messy hair, nothing remained of their make-up and drooling from the corners of their mouths. Such an obvious difference sparked resentment in their hearts. But they were too tired to put it out.

Ignoring them, the girls once again got to work. Unlike the hero, they did sleep much better than they did after just a few long hours. As Blake said, the more tired they were, the lower their productivity would be. Resting was an important part of their job.

Time began to pass quickly once again. With the appearance of the girls, the city they were in, Musutafu, had become completely stable. Girls with Quirks who could easily go to and from other cities such as Rumi, Nejire, and Momo had even started to travel between cities using their Quirks.

Night approached. The girls got together and headed home. This time, however, they had decided not to rest, but to gather for something specific.

Well, these girls, who went crazy for Blake, especially Nejire, who had engraved on Blake's soul, started to miss him after his one-day absence and decided to go to the prison visit.

They entered the house and began to prepare.

...

Click!

Upstairs in the Blake household, the door at the end of the hall opened, accompanied by a small click at the end of the hall. As usual, Teka stepped out in all her glory.

Over her shoulders was an off-white faux fur coat. She wore a glamorous one-piece evening dress under the fur. Her mouth-watering legs and calves were exposed and she completed her outfit with a black heeled shoe. She wore earrings with earrings and a one-piece crystal necklace around her neck.

She didn't do make-up, she didn't need it. Only light make-up was effective for her, heavy make-up would spoil her beauty. But today she had decided not to do that.

The only difference from her normal self was the black-red rose made of lava that she wore behind her ear. Similar to her hair, the lava that formed the rose was moving, making it look more exotic than it was.

Teka left the room and walked down the corridor to the sound of her heels. There was an extra clarity in her eyes as if she had passed a big decision and made her decision.

It was 6:45 am, and it was time for Teka's talk with Yoshino. Today they will make a decision, and that decision will affect the future of both of them.

In her thoughts, she came to the head of the stairs and descended step by step. Her hair and the fur on her shoulder bounced as she walked. She reached the end of the stairs and went down.

"Hm?" She went downstairs to see that the girls were dressed in comfortable clothes and were about to go out. Eri, who was supposed to be getting ready to sleep, was already wearing her shoes, waiting impatiently by the door.

The sound of her heels made the girls turn to her. Teka looked at each of the girls and spoke.

"Are you going to visit Blake?"

"Yeah, we missed him so much. Especially Nejire."

''It's out of my hands. It is very difficult for me to sleep without Blake."

Nejire spoke with an innocent smile. There was a great longing on her face. It had only been one day, but Blake's absence had not done her any good. Others were in a similar situation, Blake's absence in the house was very clearly felt.

"Hm, then." Teka stopped for a moment and thought. Her sky-blue eyes, sparkling with dim blue light, moved from right to left in her pupil. She spoke while she was thinking.

''How about you wait a while? I'll go with you after I talk to Yoshino. There's something I want to talk to Blake." There was a subtle hint in her voice, but no one noticed it. Even Fuyumi and Rei.

''Why not? Waiting an hour isn't such a big deal if we're all going."

"I think I can hold back a little longer. What do you think, Nejire?"

"I'll try to endure this cold." Nejire hugged herself with her hands and pretended to die of cold in Blake's absence. She dragged her trembling body and threw herself into the seat.

The girls followed her with small laughter. Eri turned left and right in a small panic. She quickly took off his shoes, following the girls, her little feet hitting the floor and making smacking noises. When she got to Rei's side, she sat on her lap and innocently waited.

"Haha…" Teka's shoulders trembled as she walked to the door while laughing. She came to the door, opened the door in one motion, and waved her hand back at random.

"I'll be there in about an hour and a half."

''Okay take care of yourself.''

"Okke~~ See you soon!"

Teka stepped out the door, pulled the doorknob with her index finger, and closed the door behind her. The driver, who was driving the luxury limousine waiting for her in front of the house, was waiting for her at the back door of the limo.

"Night Star." Teka came to the front of the limo. The driver opened the door for her and bowed respectfully. Teka spoke without looking at the man and stuck her beautiful leg first and then got into the car. The interior of the dimly lit limo was illuminated by the light of her hair made of lava.

Clamp!

The driver closed the door with a small voice. He ran to the driver's side with quick steps and went inside.

The limousine is on its way. It didn't make a sound as it made its way through the messy streets, all that was heard was the sound of stones crushing under the wheels. The interior of the car did not shake once along the way.

The black limousine crossed the dark streets and came into the relatively bright, crowded streets. The streets were free from the crowds of two days ago. Human life was very shallow, but not negligible.

The limousine was heading towards a certain destination. The destination became visible after fifteen minutes of quiet travel.

It was a multi-story building. Amid the dark streets, amid the approaching night, the area was shining like a star. It took its name from here;

Night Star

"It brings back memories." Teka's eyes shone with nostalgia, looking at the Night Star, which they were getting closer and closer, through the glass. This building, which was a luxury restaurant for others, was a set of memories for her.

Valuable emotions rose in an instant. There had been a lot of good and bad here. Now that she thought about it, she realized that she had to buy this place.

They had stopped by here on their honeymoon with Yoshino, where she had informed him that they would have children. They had celebrated Enji's first birthday and graduation here.

This place represented very good memories for her.

However, Teka's forehead, looking at this beautiful ball of memories, suddenly wrinkled, and a touch of resentment appeared in her eyes.

While this place represented very good memories for her, it also represented bad and heartbreaking memories.

It was as desolate and cold as it was hot, full of memories yet so empty. For her, it represented happiness as well as pain. It would be fair to say that it is a special place for Teka.

"We're here, Teka-sama." While Teka was thinking, the vehicle had arrived at its destination. The driver had opened her vehicle as Teka was lost in thought, leaning at a ninety-degree angle, waiting.

Without disturbing her thoughts, Teka came out with a gaze that concealed her agitated emotions. Her beautiful figure was bathed in the light emanating from the [Night Star].

"Go, come back in 1-1.5 hours." Without another word to the driver, she walked to the Night Star. After the driver bent down behind her for the last time, he got into the vehicle and drove away.

Teka approached the building step by step. She brought with her a strange atmosphere. Yoshino, who was waiting for her inside the building, shivered involuntarily. Something he didn't want seemed to be approaching.

Teka walked along the corridor. There were no people inside as well as outside. Only the staff and guards were performing their duties, the cleaners were working for the upcoming opening.

They were all aware of her, but no one dared to stop her. On the contrary, as she passed them, they put aside their work and bent towards her, remaining as they were until she passed them.

In the places where Teka passed, there remained a pleasant scent path peculiar to her. Her lava hair swayed between her steps, two huge mountains bouncing violently with each step. The sound of her heels pierced through the atmosphere, leaving a trail of people leaning toward her in the area she passed.

Hsh!

She moved the fur that was about to fall off her shoulder and placed it back in its place with a slight movement of the shoulder. When she got to the stairs, she turned and began to go upstairs. The sound of her heels grew louder, and Teka began to climb the stairs.

After a few tens of steps, she entered the second floor. The second floor was much more luxuriously furnished than the first but contained a bit of order and elegance. Each set of tables and chairs was located fifteen meters from the next, the edges of the room were tables made of orange-red wood, and the tables were covered with various snacks and drinks.

Of course, this was not self-service, in such a posh place there would be butlers or waiters serving that food, but since most of them died in the uprising, they had to find new ones.

The third floor was a corridor unlike the other two. At least some of it. At the end of the cream-colored hall was a door with a smooth surface. The door's saturated brown color shimmered, clearly showing that it had just been polished.

Teka walked down the hall. The sound of heels stopped. The floor was covered with soft carpet. Her steps no longer sounded. Her beautiful lava hair illuminated the cream-colored walls.

She reached the end of the corridor and opened the door without hesitation. She threw the pause phase aside after thinking about it all day. Today she would neither hesitate in her movements nor take a step back, only go forward.

As she opened the door, a wave of warm air caressed her face. The pleasant sound of classical music playing in the room caressed her ears. The room was less bright than the others but furnished with borderline luxury.

Unlike the other floors, there was only one dining table in the room. It was placed in the center of the room, the table was set with mouth-watering food, ready for Teka's arrival.

Someone was waiting for her at the table; Yoshino. He was wearing a fitted suit. It was like it was made for him. His spiky hair was supported by pleasing features, and he stood up when he saw her coming. His expression brightened, and he smiled lovingly.

Teka reached him in a few steps. Nobody said anything. The husband and wife couple simply looked at each other.

"You're so beautiful, Teka." Yoshino continued to stare into her eyes despite his praise. He was looking at her as if she were the only thing in the world, his gaze carrying a clear admiration and love.

"... Thank you." Teka thanked him in a low tone.

"Sit, please." Yoshino offered to sit down. Teka nodded and sat down. Yoshino sat after her.

The two of them did not speak after they were seated, the atmosphere became quiet, and the atmosphere was rather awkward. It didn't seem like an atmosphere that a husband and wife should have.

Yoshino was aware of this. It was the first time he had thought about such a situation while he was with his wife. He had to set up this strange atmosphere.

But he did not know how to break the atmosphere. He had a bad feeling about talking to Teka. He felt as if he would lose the initiative when the conversation started and would end up with an outcome he didn't want.

But not talking to him was worse, aside from the awkward atmosphere, not talking to him with Teka was tormenting him.

Yoshino was experiencing his dilemma, while Teka was silently watching his ever-changing expression.

After a few moments of silence, she parted her lips and spoke.

"Yoshino, if you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, I will speak and you won't get a chance to say what you want to say." She was aware that Yoshino was avoiding speaking.

Yoshino's pensive gaze shifted to Teka. As Teka looked at him, she didn't have the happy and in-love expression, she used to have. She would have a small smile as she looked at him like he was her everything.

But right now she seemed so foreign to him. He almost didn't recognize her. Teka he knew wouldn't make such an expression towards him, wouldn't show impatience as if she were talking to a stranger. He wasn't bragging, but he had all of Teka's patience in this world, at least that was the case until a while ago.

However, she was showing impatience with him right now, telling her to come to the point as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll get straight to the point." Yoshino lowered his head, his hands resting on his knees into fists. He took a deep breath before speaking.

"Teka, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry for what I did. I'm so sorry for leaving you to die and for the words and attitudes, I said earlier. Forgive me." He honestly apologized. He leaned towards Teka. There was clear remorse on his face, clearly showing how much he wanted to Teka forgive him.

Teka stared fixedly at the bowing man. The apology she had wanted for so long had finally arrived, the relationships she had wanted for so long would improve once she got it, and now she had it.

She should have been happy, but she couldn't be happy about it anymore. Yoshino's Yoshino was late, too late. It had been a long time since things got to the point where an apology could no longer be fixed.

Instead of answering him, she turned her head and began to watch various places. Many memories flashed before her eyes. Her heart was filled with nostalgic feelings, she could see those moments like a movie playing.

She remembered the day Yoshino had proposed to her. He was down on one knee, and without taking his eyes off her for a second, he opened the ring box. Transparent illusions animate the scene a few meters away from them, his lips forming a sad smile.

Yes, Yoshino had proposed to her here.

She turned her head and looked elsewhere. There was playing an imaginary copy of their wedding anniversary with Yoshino.

For the first few years, they had faced no problems. It was an anniversary celebration you could see every day, but it was special for them. They felt as if they were the only two left in the world as they showed their love for each other.

"Sigh*…" Teka took a deep breath and turned her head. She looked at a particular area. This table, located by a window, away from the table they were in, was where everything started to go bad. As if her subconscious was making fun of her, those moments began to play before her eyes once again.

After the first years of marriage, she had chosen this place to celebrate their wedding anniversary. Even though she was married four times in total, Teka valued all her marriages and tried to remember and celebrate important days like anniversaries as much as she could, if things weren't bad.

She still remembers her excitement that day. They had decided to get together to celebrate the tenth anniversary of their marriage. They would celebrate their wedding anniversary, have a drink, and maybe end the day with a passionate night.

That day, Teka had intended to gift Yoshino a tailored suit. She was aware that he was dreaming of a tailored suit. She had said him many times why he wanted this, but the only answer she got was that it was a man's love.

That's why he hired the best tailors of the time to have a one-of-a-kind suit made.

"Remember this place?" Teka shrugged and pointed to where she was looking with her chin. Although Yoshino didn't understand what she meant at first, he turned his head and looked where he was pointing.

"S-Sorry, no, I couldn't remember." No matter how hard he looked, he couldn't remember. Was it an important place to them, or did it have a deep meaning? He tried to punch himself because he couldn't remember.

But he couldn't do that now. He grits his teeth, doing his best to remember what they had done there.

Teka silently watched his futile efforts. She looked at the man who was her husband with a small sneer. Of course, he couldn't, there was no way Yoshino could remember because she was just herself here that day.

She crossed one leg over the other. She tucked the piece of hair that had fallen from her face behind her ear, folded her hands over her legs, and spoke. Yoshino with a wrinkled expression and frowning eyebrows tried to remember what he had done at that table.

"Don't try to remember in vain. You can't remember it because you weren't here that day. But I'll give you a hint to remember that day." Teka raised a hand and pointed to the outfit Yoshino was wearing.

"The suit you wore was the gift I wanted to give you on our 10th anniversary."

Yoshino's body visibly trembled. He lowered his head and looked at his outfit. Was the suit he was wearing made by Teka? He didn't know that. This suit was his favorite suit. From the first time he wore it, he felt as if it was made for him, its softness, texture, comfort, and fit, on a completely different level from other suits.

He still remembers the first day he saw it. He was very happy to have such a thing, after all, it was his long-term dream. When he asked why this was with his other clothes, she said, "You needed a new outfit, so I put it there." That's why he saw this as a suit that he liked a little more than the other suits.

But he had not imagined that there was such a great meaning behind it. Worse, he couldn't even remember an important day like the 10th anniversary.

"Heh, it took you over 50 years to realize. I wonder if you'd be able to remember this until our deathbed if all this hadn't happened." Teka leaned forward slightly, pieces of red lava hair falling in front of her face. She spoke with open sarcasm.

Her words pierced his skin like knives. He was wracked with emotional pain. His body got smaller. Teka's words hit him so hard, that for a moment he didn't know what to think.

However, Teka had no plans to pity him. As they started, she would go to the end and let out all the frustration she had been holding in for more than fifty years. Yoshino wasn't the only one who could say whatever he wanted, as he did when she wanted to mend things up that day. [EN: Chapter 43]

"Look over there." Teka tilted her hand to the side, pointing at a certain area with her finger. However, she wasn't looking there, she was looking at Yoshino's face. Yoshino bit his lower lip, not wanting to do that, but his body betrayed him and he looked where he was pointing.

No table in the restaurant was different from the other. They were designed to be identical, even the plates, forks, candles, and flowers placed on top of them were the same. The only difference was that they were in different places.

Still, Teka remembered the good and bad experiences she had lived in all of them, even though they were the same. The experience in the area she showed belonged to the bad ones.

"At every table here, I kept trying to celebrate our anniversary after our 10th anniversary, but you didn't come to any of them. It was our 25th anniversary there. You blew me off by saying you were going to a manga date''

Teka showed a completely different place. In terms of location, a few meters from the door, it was very close to the corner, it was a secluded place, but it was no different from the others because it was better lit.

But what happened there was brutal. Anniversaries like 10, 25, 50, and so on were important to every couple. They would come together to celebrate their experiences and more. It should have been a happy day, maybe it would end well and be filled with desire for both. For Teka, however, such a day was filled with lonely and desolate memories.

She closed her eyes. As she exhaled through her nose, she turned her head to the side and calmed herself. The worst part was that the reason for this desolate day was a simple manga meeting. Such an insignificant activity that they could do with their money every day for the rest of their lives was given a higher priority by her husband than their relationship.

"I had decided to celebrate our 50th anniversary there. ''

She wanted to celebrate her 50th anniversary with her husband healthily and peacefully, at least in a peaceful way, in this world where some people can't even complete their 10th, let alone 50th. Since his 25th Anniversary, she no longer cared about anniversaries. For her, their health and the peace of their daily life were a big enough gift.

But that day she was alone again. Looking left and right, she had reached enlightenment. That day, she had understanding that she was the one who cared about this relationship.

"Not just that..." Teka was spitting out frustration after another, like water behind a collapsed dam. She touched on another subject without giving Yoshino a chance to breathe.

Yoshino suddenly stood up and took his hand. He wanted her to stop now. After what was told, a feeling of great regret began to gnaw at his heart. His lips were trembling and he couldn't swallow the lump in his throat.

Pat!

However, Teka had no intention of keeping quiet. She shrugged Yoshino's hand, her eyebrows about to touch. There was blazing anger in her beautiful blue eyes. She pointed to another place, however, and continued speaking.

"This is where I intended to celebrate my birthday. It happened that day that you were tired of celebrating with your friends at work and were going to sleep without even giving me a chance to say it. You hung up the phone in my face.''

"It was a place I set up to celebrate the growth of my company and your number one position in the business. But instead of celebrating with me, you decided to celebrate in bars with a few guys."

"And that's where I tried to throw a little party to get you out of your depression because you didn't get the job you wanted. I even arranged a three-day and four-night vacation and hotel for you to forget about your depression that night. But you went on vacation with your friends as if you were not depressed."

Teka kept talking about Yoshino's mistakes without stopping. Words came out of her mouth one after another, revealing many of his reckless and hurtful actions. She didn't stop, she didn't shut up, she didn't hesitate. She threw away everything that had accumulated in her until now. She talked for several minutes, not stopping no matter how hard she begged or tried to stop her.

Yoshino felt as if he was being punched by a boxer, he couldn't take such a series of painful attacks on his heart any longer. He was scorching as if he had swallowed a handful of fire, he had even lost the ability to say anything.

Dıp! Dıp! Dıp!

Worst of all were the bitter tears falling from his wife's eyes. A large tear rolled down his cheek and fell free. Time slowed down in Yoshino's eyes, he saw his reflection in that teardrop.

It almost broke his heart. It was the last straw that Miss Life showed the cause of all this sadness so clearly. Tears began to fall from Yoshino's eyes, too.

Teka had stopped pointing long ago. She covered her face with her hand, her exposed teeth clenched. Like her body, her hands and lips were shaking like crazy. Her free hand was clenched into a fist.

When she took the whole world on her back, the woman who did not cry even as death approached her, was crying like a child. Her shoulders were shaking violently, and sobs she couldn't hold back any longer came out from between clenched teeth.

"Teka, I..."

"My friends have always told me that men lose their love when they get married. I didn't believe them, I still don't. I think marriage doesn't kill love, love in people dies, and Yoshino, your love for me died after our tenth year."

Yoshino tried to say something with tears welling in his eyes, but his weak words were interrupted by Teka's sudden withdrawal of her hand and her speech. Teka wiped her eyes, snorted, and uttered ruthless words with her regained sternness.

Yoshino was almost dumbfounded by those harsh words. His brain was as empty as it had been with Teka months ago. Some words in this life hurt more than a weapon, and this was one of those words.

"N-N-No, Teka. What are you talking about? My love for you is always in my heart. Don't I always tell you that?" Yoshino waved his hand, spoke in a shaky voice, and denied it. His love for her was not dead, it was always burning in his heart, and it always will be.

Teka shook her head, unlike him, she didn't believe it. She supported it with her words.

"Just telling me you love me and our occasional kissing means you love me? That's what lovers do, Yoshino. What I want is a husband, not a lover."

Teka spat out the second half of her words to the man.

"Be honest, Yoshino. When did you say you loved me by looking me in the eyes?

Few words were more valuable in this world than "I love you". A mother could say this to her child, no matter how old, and save him/her no matter what. A man could make his girlfriend very happy by telling her that. A grandchild could brighten his day by saying that to his grandfather.

"I love you" was a simple yet powerful word. It was the embodiment of love, a sign that the other person loved and cared for them.

But even these words had different meanings. It was one thing to say "I love you" by looking into the person's eyes and expressing your emotions, it was quite another to say "I love you" carelessly and dismissively.

And according to Yoshino, his words "I love you" entered the first, while for Teka the second.

Yoshino stopped and began to think.

A minute passed, two minutes, ten minutes passed, and half an hour passed. He thought crazy, but no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't think of any memory of doing such a thing.

And 45 minutes passed...

"!!!!!!" Yoshino stared at him with widened eyes, his pupils trembling. Nothing... he had found nothing. He couldn't remember telling her that ''ı love you'', except for his first ten years. Even in their passionate moments, instead of looking at her, he focused on the sensuality and pleasure she brought.

"Heh, you couldn't find it, did I?" Teka chuckled inappropriately. It was the saddest chuckle the world had ever seen. With a smile that wasn't a smile, she watched Yoshino flutter.

Everything in Yoshino's vision lost color. All he saw was his wife and the dinner table, who was looking at him with a smile that wasn't a smile, giggling with sadness. For some reason, his chair was tilting back.

Blow!!

He felt himself falling into a dark ocean. It was hard for him to even breathe because of the emotions he was wrestling with. At Teka's words, he was gradually falling into the depths of the black ocean. But Desperately he was reaching up and trying to reach Teka, who was watching him from there.

A glimmer of hope... he was looking for a rope to get him out of this swamp of emotion. Otherwise, he could break.

Teka took a deep breath before continuing her words. She was going to say one last thing and get this done.

She raised her eyes and stared blankly at Yoshino, who was watching him. A wry smile bloomed on her face. She could empathize with him. She had fallen into that ocean of agonizing despair many times, and even spent most of her time there.

That's why she wouldn't pity him.

"We promised to be there for each other in good times and bad in our marriage. However, you were not there for me on my bad days or my good days. You weren't there when you should have been, you always thought of yourself and never thought of me.''

"That doesn't mean it's not my fault. As you said that day, I suppressed you a lot and became a burden to you. Also as an immoral woman, I have been with another man and even now I have a place in my heart for him. That's why I'm wrong too."

"N-No, you're not a bad woman. It's not your fault." Yoshino spoke with his unfocused eyes. He didn't even know what he was saying anymore. He was like a doll who only said what was in his heart.

''I am. I don't need you to convince me. I am a bad woman and I will continue to be divorced from you. There is no need to continue this bitter relationship anymore. I'm tired of carrying this relationship on my own. It's not going to work for either of us and besides…" Teka's lips curved upward, showing a rare, bright smile she hadn't shown since the beginning of the conversation.

Seeing this, Yoshino's gaze cleared a bit. He wondered what had made him so happy. His journey to the bottom of the dark ocean of emotion stopped for a moment.

Teka didn't look at her anymore. She looked out of the window at the dark city, illuminated by bright lights. Her gaze went to the area of ​​Tartarasun in the middle of the night.

"There is someone who is patiently waiting for my answer. And for a long time." Her speech ended here. She got up from the couch, looked no further at Yoshino, and turned and headed for the exit.

Yoshino, watching the table decorated with hot food, did not react to his departure. The light in his eyes had disappeared, and a blank expression hung on his face.

Teka reached the door, reaching for the doorknob. She took one last look at Yoshino before walking out. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, and her willow-branch eyelashes twitched. She took a deep breath and walked out, closing the door behind her. She started walking down the hall, her hips curving left and right. Her steps were much lighter.

She walked non-stop to the outside of the hotel. She didn't care about people giving her strange looks. She reached the exit. She saw that the limo had arrived long ago and was waiting for her. Without hesitation, she headed for the limo door and opened the door, and stepped inside.

"Home, now."

''Yes.''

The vehicle has moved. It started walking on the road without making a sound. Turning in a semicircle, it headed for the house where House Blake was located.

''Telephone.''

''Roger.''

At her command, a piece of the arm part of the vehicle turned and a luxury phone appeared. There was a photo of Yoshino on the phone's screen. Teka ignored that, opened the numbers, and touched Nejire's number.

Dırı~~rı~~

"Moshi~~ Moshi~~" It didn't take long for the other side to open up. She heard Nejire's innocent voice. She smiled involuntarily, feeling as if the complex emotions and stress in her heart were gone in an instant.

She leaned back and, for the first time in her life, sat comfortably in the limo seat. She randomly spread an arm and legs. She was staring at the ceiling with her neck raised the entire time.

"Teka-nee-chan, are you coming? I want to see Blake. I need to renew my energy."

'When did your energy run out? Also, Blake is not a charger."

''No, he is. There's a lot of lightning in him. So when I hug him, my energy is renewed."

"Haha, so be it. I am coming soon. But I need something."

''What?''

"Something has happened and my face is bad right now. I wonder if you can put makeup on me?"