Chapter 192 - Good and bad

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Sometimes she wonders what sort of criteria others use to divide people into good and evil. As much as she disliked the ways of the military police, there are those who think differently than her. Those who will think positively of the ways of the force. What sort of criteria do people use? What sort of parameters? In the end, which theory is right and which is wrong? The reality is, there is no right and wrong answer.

Even those who control the laws of the world, cannot determine what is right and wrong. There is no fixed answer for anything. Because peoples opinions are subjected to constant change daily.

People will always have conflicting opinions, that's what makes us humans. What one person thinks is wrong, what they think is right will differ from another person. Hardly any people share the same opinion as each other. Even those who belong to the same groups, they will have a slightly different belief and faith.

The military police ways, some will agree with it. Still, Setsura found it hard to believe that anybody would accept their current methods. Hiding the investigation findings from the public is one thing. There are certain laws that must be upheld, and certain regulations. However, do the general public know that the threat of drug cases remain? With the police focusing their attention on the murders. What about the people suffering from the drug related crimes?

"Akito, can we..."

Akito nodded, "Don't worry. Even though the main police force neglect these cases. My team doesn't."

She raised her eyebrows at this, "They don't?"

"Mmmm, those guys are a bit unusual. They don't like the police but they have a sense of justice as you would call it. Each of them specialize in different things. But, when it comes to drug related cases, those guys actually work together as a group."

Setsura nodded, she supposes there are some people out there with a sense of justice then. Justice itself is overrated, even the most righteous person has their flaws. However, that's fine. At least they are still paying attention to it. If Akito noticed right away, then that would explain why he wandered of, like that.

"Before we get into more details about this Akito. What about that girl?"

"You saw her?"

"Yes."

He isn't going to hide it from her is he? There is no need for him to do that. If he hides it, she will start thinking strange things again. What felt like forever but was only seconds - Akito nodded. "Yeah she was there, apparently the people who raised her before are good friends with the host."

"I see."

She didn't think he would be honest.

How stupid, shouldn't this make her happy? It seems like she is more insecure than she thought so originally. These ugly and twisted feelings of jealousy. She hates this side of herself. However, these emotions are normal aren't they? Since she arrived in the Meiji era, she's become more human hasn't she?

Setsura thought back to what happened the other day.

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Even though she and Akito took such great lengths to avoid them. In the end, her gaze fell on the members of the mafia who surrounded Akito. They weren't fighting with him and seemed to have a proper conversation. Still, it's hard to believe that they still got caught despite everything. Then again, with the amount of bad luck they've had lately. News like this shouldn't be new.

Her gaze fell on her feet, and a deep sigh passed her lips. So much for those heels. She knew it was a bad idea from the start. However, she can't wear no heels for a formal dress party. Due to the sore feeling, and pain. Setsura opted to remove her shoes and now her feet remain bare.

Still, she doesn't regret it at all. Her gaze fell on Akito who turned to look at her. His signature loop side grin on his face. Truly, what an idiot. She recalled how moments ago he appeared before her like some sort of hero. But started blushing after she teased him.

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It reminded her of something that happened in the future. Though the scenario is completely different.

Setsura could still remember quite clearly that time she went out to karaoke with the others. When she noticed that the food had gotten onto his sleeve she had immediately reached out for his arm. Only to have him blushing madly and pulling away. A somewhat too pure person. A completely fresh reaction in contrast to the one she had grown so accustomed too. It made her so happy, that even someone like her could make someone smile so brightly.

When she met him again after some time had passed she was relieved in a sense to see that he hadn't changed. So she started going out with him without being hesitant and they naturally became lovers. ' It's my first time, I'm also nervous.'

She said that with what sort of tone she doesn't remember it now.

Only a kiss, and a little bit of caressing and hugging. At first Setsura was unsure whether it was love. She was just merely his subject of interest at the time, someone who could easily be thrown away and replaced.

Despite knowing that she had gone along with his pace. Something like that wasn't love so when he held her in his arms. She could just close her eyes and forget it all. That guy always put what he felt into words no matter how embarrassing it was. Right after their first time he was so cheerful, ' I can die of happiness right now. There are pink hearts everywhere.'

Setsura remembered thinking how much of a moron he was and yet it was nice. It was different. Whenever she was together with him, she would often think about how he saw the world. If that guy saw a world filled with colours. Colours she could not see then -- her thoughts broke of when Akito grabbed hold of her hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Setsura, look at me."

It's then Setsura realizes, that she hadn't been looking at him. How long? Since when did she stop looking at him properly?

Getting moved and getting happy over everything.

He tries to express all of it and she wants to receive all of it.

Did the simple and straight forward love song move him? Even though she wanted to know so badly in order to be able to connect with him. But, she couldn't find it no matter how many times she listened. Her gaze fell on Akito, and this time she looked at him properly. His gaze had never left hers. He's always watching her isn't he?

"I think I should apologize," Setsura murmured.

Akito smiled, "About what?"

She doesn't treat him as well as he treats her. Setsura wanted to apologize for that, but she knew with the way Akito looked at her. An apology would be useless, he won't let her say sorry. In Akito's eyes she hasn't done anything wrong, even though she has. That's how much he loves her.

She needs to treat him better.

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