An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
You’ve never seen the branches like Akane, so you couldn’t know, that at least 9 times out of 10 you will let the urge pass. Submit to the powerlessness, bury each thought and keep up your facade ‘til it kills you. Play dumb and play nice with Gentarou Hongou, and he’ll stab you in the back the moment you reach the stairs. There are exceptions to every rule. You let something snap. /// The Kurashikis painstakingly construct a path over nearly a decade. In a single moment, all of it is rendered unsalvagable, and they are left alone with the man who did this to them in the first place. What is there left to lose? A lot, as it turns out.















