A sudden splash rang out, sending water flying and wetting the bathrobe that had been drying on the rock. The two people in the pool, however, had no time to care.
The moment he was pulled into the water, Masashi Yukimura instinctively fought back, but for some reason, his body suddenly lost all strength, and he crashed into the water, choking on several mouthfuls of water before finally standing up.
"Cough...cough cough..."
His usually neatly styled black hair was now disheveled and clung to his pale face. Caught off guard, his frameless glasses were completely soaked, blurring his vision. His white shirt was drenched, its sheer fabric outlining the curves of his muscles.
Masashi Yukimura reacted quickly by taking off his glasses. His eyes were slightly red, but his gaze was extremely calm as he stared intently at Vili, who was sitting leisurely on the other side. A katana had already appeared in his hand.
But the instant his eyes met Willy's, his hand suddenly lost its strength, and he almost dropped the knife into the water.
"Asami, you..."
"Yukimura Masashi-kun."
Vili interrupted him, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, but no real smile in his eyes.
"I'm telling you, you really are a coward."
"……What?"
"You keep saying 'I love you, I love you' in my ear, but in reality, you don't even dare to call me by my name?"
Masashi Yukimura's pupils suddenly contracted. He subconsciously took a step back, forgetting that he was in a hot spring, and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he managed to support himself with his hands at the last second, so as not to be too embarrassed in front of his beloved.
"...I don't know what you're talking about."
His voice trembled slightly, so softly that it was almost inaudible.
"Are you still going to deny it now?"
Vili looked at him.
Even though the other person was completely naked at that moment, in Vili's gaze, Yukimura Masashi felt as if he were being placed under a spotlight, his entire being riddled with flaws.
"You heard what those people were saying just now. They can hear each other's thoughts, and all the negative emotions hidden in their hearts are laid bare."
Upon hearing his words, a certain guess surfaced in his mind. Masashi Yukimura opened his mouth, but it was as if he had lost his voice, and he couldn't say anything.
"That's right, me too."
"To be honest, at first I thought it was that guy named Ryosuke, but based on what I heard..."
Thinking of this, Willy's expression became inexplicably complicated.
"I don't think he could have such deep feelings for me, having only met me once."
It's actually quite strange to say it's Yukimura Masashi, since the two of them haven't known each other for very long, have they?
"..."
Masashi Yukimura's chest rose and fell slightly as he remained silent.
"Most importantly, that voice called my name."
“I never introduced myself to that Ryosuke, he has no idea what my name is.”
"The only person in this entire hotel who knows my name—"
"It's just you."
Even when registering his identity information at the front desk, he only left his surname.
Seeing Yukimura Masashi's body tremble for a moment, Vili snorted coldly:
"That's why I said you're a coward."
"..."
Masashi Yukimura did not refute. He had already put his weapon away. Amidst the swirling mist, he quietly blinked his sore eyes, and a crystal-clear tear rolled down his cheek, splashing a tiny ripple.
"sorry."
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was dry.
"It's all my fault. I... won't go near you anymore."
"I can complete the task by myself."
He tried his best to keep his voice steady, but Vili could hear a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
"Tomorrow... I will discuss it with the driver from yesterday, and you can take his car to the station to go back to Tokyo."
"As for Mr. Tenkai, I will explain."
"..."
He didn't hear Willy's response, but he still didn't dare to look up.
After an unknown amount of time, the boy's lazy voice rang out.
"Then what?"
"……Then?"
Yukimura Masashi repeated his question, seemingly oblivious, swallowing back the barely suppressed tremor he felt.
He didn't get a reply from Willy for a long time. When he finally couldn't help but look up, he was shocked to see that the boy had been close to him at some point, their breaths mingling.
Masashi Yukimura instinctively tried to back away, only to find his back pressed against the edge of the narrow hot spring pool, with nowhere left to retreat.
As if he hadn't noticed his attempt to escape, Vili reached out and grabbed Yukimura Masashi's wrist.
He didn't use much force, but the latter seemed to have his vital point pressed down, unable to break free from the boy's soft palm.
Willy placed Yukimura Masashi's wrist in front of his eyes, then unbuttoned his shirt cuffs.
At this moment, Masashi Yukimura finally understood what he was going to do. His face turned pale, but before he could pull his wrist back, he met Willy's eyes.
He lost his strength and let the boy do as he pleased.
After the cufflinks were undone, what was revealed were hideous wounds that had turned white from being soaked in water, one after another, clearly... self-inflicted.
"..."
...Sigh, he knew it.
Willie didn't speak, but instead looked up and met Yukimura Masashi's gaze. At the same time, he pressed his fingers hard against the still-fresh-looking scar without any mercy.
Masashi Yukimura gasped for breath instinctively, his expression pained.
Vili let out a cold snort from his nose.
"I thought you didn't know pain."
"……sorry."
Ignoring his repeated apologies, Vili spoke up.
"People who choose self-harm usually have a variety of reasons."
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