“How do you sleep at night?”
Things to be sent anonymously (or not)!! – Accepting!!
A cold sort of humor flashed through his eyes. How did he sleep? Wasn’t that quite the question? No such answer existed. Though he was actually quite lazy, if one paid attention to what time of day he’d stumble out of bed when he wasn’t in a killing game. That was neither here nor there. A fact irrelevant to the question.
Did he sleep well?
Sometimes. Some nights.
Yet... bloodshed littered his dreams. Guilt lurked at the corners, particularly in the quiet of the night.
Amami’s lips curled upward into a half smile as he shrugged, “Could ask you the same thing, Saihara-kun.”












