Reality

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...Returning to the present, Kyouya tried with all his strength to stop his father but, as always, he ended up being kicked in the belly while he tried to not vomit what he ate minutes ago.

"K..Kyouya...!"

Seeing her mom coming next to him, Kyouya shook his head as he coughed a few times before replying

"That's fine mom, let me deal with him."

Hearing his reply, his mother was about to stop him but, before she could, he was already in front of him.

"I won't let you lay a finger on her any more"

Laughing, he looked at him as he replied

"You can try, but you know how that will end up, right?"

Gritting his teeth, he knew he was right, but, without minding, he still tried his best to land a blow on him. Aiming for his face, Keiichi took his hit without even dodging as his smile didn't fade

"Ooh, that's all? Your punches are weak."

Returning a punch of his own, Kyouya felt the pain as he inhaled and exhaled a few times while his mother weakly tried to reach him, but..

Turning to look at her, he turned as he tried to smile at her while adding

"Mom..go to rest, I'll be fine"

Hearing his words, she knew she had to do so as her husband was staring at her. Apologizing to Kyouya in her mind, she went to her bedroom as Kyouya returned his focus on his father.

"Now that we are alone.."

Saying this, Keiichi sat on the sofa as he added

"You know that my words are right...Kyouya?"

Looking away, Kyouya felt his hate for his father growing second by second, as if it was filling his whole heart with black, making it impossible for any other colour to exist inside.

Seeing the expression he had on his face, Keiichi laughed as he added

"Look at your own expression! It's so funny to see who previously was such a peaceful kid who asked for dad's help, now a boy with such a level of hate. Aren't we now very similar?"

His words, brought Kyouya to approach him while taking him by the collar of his shirt.

"Don't compare me to such a scum like you. I will never, never consider you as my father. You are not. You are just a dead person to me."

Hearing his words, Keiichi nodded as he added

"It's been 10 years already from the day I understood I was already dead. I don't care if you think the same as well. Just don't think I'm really dead, I have to let that woman's life be a nightmare until she dies."

Tightening the grip on his collar, he shook his head as he added

"You shouldn't try to do this, you know what will happen if you don't stop immediately"

Knowing what will happen if he didn't do that, he released him as he didn't even spare him a second glance as he thought he could at least find comfort in anime. Three years ago, his father brought a computer for him as a present and, he obviously wanted to destroy the present immediately, but, he found himself unable to as he got himself into this hobby..that could make him stop thinking about his daily situation..

Moving further and further away from the real world, his feelings were also abandoning him. He no longer felt happy by going to school, he was no longer amused to try new games, all he wanted, was to close himself in the world that anime were able to create, where black was everything else other than the colour of his heart..