▷⊜◁With the Tornado Roidmude’s case ending safely, and more and more information was coming to light, somehow Shinnosuke could feel the end nearing. Yet, even so, the officer found himself going home that day with a light heart. He couldn’t help it, while everything wasn’t quite over yet, a case closed was still a case closed. With that, he entered the confines of his home in a tired yet lighthearted state before drifting off into sleep.
◎ As Gou approached the sleeping figure of Shinnosuke, the lights on his belt flickered on with the noise Gou was making, a distressed face appeared on the surface of his screen. “What is all this racket?! Gou?” Krim inquired of the teen, not understanding the other’s fears. ”Did something happen?”
It would be moments later, that the officer would waken, being violently shaken by the said teen. Soft drowsy noises escaped his lips, brows furrowed with his rude awakening. He raised his hand to rub at his eyes at an attempt to wake himself up a bit.
Recognizing the voice that had been yelling his name since before he spoke, “H-huh? W-what’s going on…? Gou? I don’t think I ever told you were I lived… Did you ask Kiriko?” Unaware of the situation they were in, Shinnosuke asked and wondered what the teen could have been in such a hurry to waken him for, and how he had managed to get inside in the first place.
★ "Krim! W-what's going on?! What’s--"
Gou was ready to fire a barrage of questions at the scientist--what do you mean “did something happen”?!-- but all the things he wanted to ask disappeared, as the older man he had been shaking began to stir.
The grip he had on his lapels grew slack, ad his eyes were wide.
Alive, breathing, albeit apparently disoriented-- his eyes were bleary, but full of life. Gou couldn’t even make sense of what the older man was saying. He could only stare.
He’s...he’s alive. He’s back. He’s okay.
Then that means...the formula worked, right? It means all this was not in vain, right? They were able to revive him! He’s alive! He... he’s back.
He’s okay, and now his sister can smile again, and, and--
Then.... everything was okay...!
Everything....everything’s okay again...
His hands were trembling and all other things he could say was wiped out of his mind as relief washed over every other emotion he had felt, and all he could do was stare wordlessly at the older man who was regaining his bearings.
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