“I will make them all PAY for this!” Is what she said, however, she thankfully had a little more intelligence about her. Prioritizing their health over immediate revenge, she called for an ambunbsp; She might have been pletely enraged with what she saw, but they still were more important to her.

  Waiting though was the worst feeling for her. She paced around the hospital hall for a while. Even though she was dressed as a normal high school student, the look she gave them all left everyone off banbsp; They ko keep their distance from her.

  Miyako took a break from the endless wandering knowing it was about as useful as screaming her vengeful words into the empty hall. ‘Damn it…I know most of them ’t be at risk, but Takayuki…as he was when I found him…’ She looked up towards the end of the hall to the Ibsp; Takayuki had been in there long past the time some of the others finally woke up. ‘…if he dies…if he dies…’ It was difficult to finish the thought, just left to repeat for her.

  The eime she waited, she saw no doctors or even nurses exit. She didn’t pn to miss if any of them exited. No one else would tell her anything about Takayuki's dition. They were either too scared to speak or really didn’t seem to know anything. His life hung in their hands.

  Afternoon long passed into night. She had fotten about time. She never knew when it was when she finally saw someone e out of those seemingly stuck doors. The unfortunate woman didn’t know what was about to happen.

  Upon her in an instant, Miyako ered the woman before she could even make it half way down the hall. Whatever her destination, it had ged. “Tell me everything.”

  “Huh?” the woman asked, looking like she wao crush her body into the wall to escape Miyako's dark gaze.

  Smming her hand up against the wall, Miyako had little patience for false ignoranbsp; “Don’t give me that! I want answers!”

  Sg the woman till she nearly pissed herself was hardly a smart approabsp; All it mao do was shut her down further. She couldn’t utter a word pletely entrapped by fear.

  Miyako rammed her fist into the wall only timeters away from the woman. “If you don’t start talking, things will start being more unpleasant than they are now!” The iy in her eyes increased trying to force speech from a mute.

  As if a real mute, such things were impossible. Miyako got nothing out of her. The woman was just too terrified to respond. She likely had never seen ah such a look of wonton violend even if she had, nothing stacked up. It was a natural human response.

  Creaking hinges from the door alerted Miyako, finding two more exiting, a man and a woman. The sed before she acted, they were discussing somethiweewo of them with a grave tone. None of it registered to her.

  “What the hell is happening here?” the woman asked just moments before Miyako pinned both of them up against the wall.

  A bit of crity in Miyako realized that the woman had more of a spihan the man or the other woman. So she targeted her for questions. “I’ll be asking the questions! I want to know everything right now! How is he doing?”

  Put off a bit by Miyako, but clearly not paralyzed, she mao keep her wits about her. “Just like a child to threaten. You’re not family, we’ve got nothing to tell you even if you did bring him in.” The woman actually seemed to be doing it to spite Miyako more than anything from the look in her eyes.

  Unfortunately, that didn’t work for Miyako. Swiping her leg out from uhe man and dropping him painfully to the tiled ground, she pinned him under her shoe. “You dare to provoke me?” Miyako took both hands to the woman’s top. “You want to see how childish I be?”

  The woman surprisingly remained calm during the whole situatioe being pletely disadvantaged. “You thiy threats are going to ge anything?”

  “I make her threats y ones,” roared Miyako, tightening her hold on the woman.

  Most would have sidered it poor timing, but giving the situation it was actually perfect timing. Otherwise, Miyako would have delivered on her promise, she didn’t make threats. Another person stepped out, a middle-aged man pletely fused by the situation of a teenage girl manhandling the hospital staff. “What’s going on here?”

  “They jes keep in’” Part of her speech started to slip as she lost more trol of herself.

  The man on the ground mao pull himself out of his fear to answer. “She’s the girl that found all of those wounded boys. She’s demandiell her the dition of the teen in the ICU.”

  “I see that,” he remarked from uanding the se better. Coughing partly out of need, he found himself the one pying peacemaking to prevent the o treat anyone else. “While she might not be family…judging from her as she seems to know them. It’s not my business why a girl like you knows a bun the wrong side of a gang war, but I say the boy is still alive.”

  “He is?” She lowered the woman a up her grip, finally getting answers. “And he’ll stay alive?”

  “It’s out of any of our hands now. We’ve done all we , it’ll be up to him if he lives through the night.”

  “What do you mean?” Miyako turo face the man directly, as he seemed to have all the answers.

  Getting a full view of her intense fury made the man choke back a little before he responded. “He has a punctured lung and stomad severe blood loss. Had you found him any ter and he would have died. He seems to have a strong will to live despite his injuries. If he makes it through the night, then it’s likely he’ll recover.

  “Takayuki’s strong! He’ll live, that’s a promise!”

  “The few hours will be the most important.”

  “ I see him?”

  “No, we’re still heavily monit him for any signs.” Poor timing reared its ugly head. A ringing came through the hall. All of them looked back at the doors questioning what might have happened. “Damn…” He turned around and ran through the doors followed up quickly by the rest of the staff.

  The ringing seemed to drain Miyako. She just stared pletely lost at what was happening. She didn’t feel it when more staff ran past her, alerted to the arm. ‘…Takayuki…’

  Chapter 304 – Repayment

  Miyako didn’t know wheurned home. It was all just a blur. She never saw the doctors or nurses again. She wasn’t sure what she saw anymore. Everything just seemed numb. She didn’t care about school in the m or even breakfast. She took a short whole loaf with her and just walked out.

  Absent-mindedly, she carried through the streets with no dire. Her feet took her somewhere, but she wasn’t aware of it. Nor was she aware of the stares she got. It wasn’t her bnk expression. Rather the fact that she still wore yesterday’s uniform soaked with blood. She had the look of uhing herself out of a war zone. Most just kept a wide clearance of her path.

  Bad luck tinued, but delivered to someone else this time. By happenstance, Miyako blindly ran into four familiar faces. She didn’t know it at that moment, but would soon enough.

  “The hell?” barked Jiro. While in a fight two days ago, they all looked in good shape.

  Junichi stepped up as the wall to get into the face of the ohat made the mistake of entering their path. “Watch where yer goin!”

  “Hey, Junichi wait,” interrupted Shigeru. He poked out around the wide Junichi. “Isn’t this the girl that tried to start something with you and had to get her men to fight for her?”

  “Huh? Oh yeah! It is her!” Junichi leaned in trying to get a rea out of her, but she did nothing. He didn’t pick up on her dition, finding it to be insulting. “She starts a fight with us and then sends others to do her work. She’s got guts, especially after we dealt with her little weaklings.”

  Yasuo stayed baot too ied in the girl. It was more Junichi that had a beef with her and others already dealt with her men, the ohat actually did something. She was just a small fry, especially a girl. “Hey, wasn’t she supposed to be dealt with yesterday? Did the boys miss her?”

  It took Jiro a moment, but he recalled what he had overheard. “I heard Masuzoe’s group was taken out.”

  “Before they got to her? What gang made that mistake?”

  “I don’t know, just what I heard. But si seems she never received what she was owed f to stop us, we’ve got the ow. Luck is on our side, I wao wipe that smug look off her face the moment I saw her.”

  “Bad luck, girlie,” echoed Junichi, in agreement. He grabbed her by the colr of her uniform’s jacket. Dragged off the street, no one seemed to notice or wao notice.

  O of sight, they threw her up against the wall of a nearby building. It was ay alley only used for pick-ups, but no one was around. So it erfect pce to teach her who had the right and who was in the wrong.

  Yasuo leaned up against the building watg the alley. He had the least amount of i iing up a defenseless girl. “Orders are orders and she crossed us, but there’s nothing fun in teag a defenseless girl.”

  “They’re the boss’ orders,” Jiro reminded Yasuo, “You follow his orders or you receive punishment. It’s the way things work.”

  “Which is why I’m watg the alley while you take care of the order. I know what happens to those that are punished.”

  Eager to start the teag, Junichi cracked his knuckles. “Then I get the first lesson.” Without any warning, he wound up a pund smashed Miyako’s fato the building’s bribsp; Blood quickly started to paint the wall.

  “Just remember, lessons are only remembered when still alive.”

  “I know, Jiro! I won’t kill her!”

  “I only say that because you hit like a train and this is just a girl. She’s not going to take the same sort of beating as her boys did.”

  “I know, I know! But I’m still making her remember not to stop me from a lesson!”

  “Fieacher.” Jiro picked Miyako back up after the sed punch from Junichi left her face down irash. He picked off the soaked bag stuck to her face to give Junichi a shot.

  Blood dripped from cuts along her cheek, lips and nose. Yet Miyako’s eyes still seemed pletely out of it. She felt none of the punches. She didn’t know what was happening to her. The whole world pletely disappeared to her. All she could hear was the repeat of the night before.

  None of the staff came out of the hospital hall from what she remembered. They just kept running in. A lot of them. She had lost t. They could have been cramming them all in until there was not even air for room for all she knew. They just seemed to have an endless supply.

  The ringing opped.

  She couldn’t stop it.

  It was deafening still.

  Deafening.

  A l suddenly pletely overshadowed the noise. It was pletely different from the ohat bsted her mind for more than half a day. It was familiar. She k. It drowned out the other sound. Suddenly, she realized what she was doing. She was wastiime.

  Her eyes opened for real and saw the puning in with enough time to dodge it. Junichi’s fist painfully cracked up against the bribsp; Miyako blirying to figure out what was going on. But the ringing came back, the ring of her cell phone. “A call?” She pletely ighe current situation.

  Digging out her phone from her skirt pocket, she didn’t know the number, yet its name came up as the hospital. “Takayuki!” She immediately answered the phohout ahought. “Yes?”

  “Is this Miyako Ibuka? The girl that brought in those boys yesterday.”

  “Yes. What is it?” An unfortable feeling started te up in her body. It was fear. The fear that she knew what the call was about. Her mind immediately went for the worst possible oute rather than the hopeful one. It was hard not to think that way.

  “It’s about boy akayuki Kano. I’m sorry to inform you that he has passed away.”

  “…I see…” Miyako’s hand dropped to her side. The voi the phoried to reach her, but failed. Miyako stopped listening. ‘Dead…dead…dead…DEAD!’

  “Doh your phone call?” Jiro interjected, stepping in for a rec Junichi.

  Miyako, unfortunately for them, was still awake rather than falling bato the void. She saw all of them. “You…YOU!” her voice roared as her body came alive pletely ign whatever injuries she sustained from Junichi. She seemed pletely healthy the way she moved. “You won’t be enough! But it is a good pce to start! You’ll regret this war!”