“A world with no bloodshead is a world with no courage.”
I bit my lip in thought. "So bored..."I groaned. Shiru walked into my room. "Did you hear about Saito dying?"He asked, looking into my eyes. He had to know something if he specifically asked me. "No, he couldn't know could he?"I thought, gazing silently at the ground. "Well, i noticed you've been pretty edgy about Saito hanging out with that one person...Jealous maybe?"He asked. "How did he..?!"I thought, cut off. "Jealous enough to kill him?"He asked, each word peircing me like a knife. I looked up at him. "Yes..."I mumbled. Shiru was my brother, so we understood eachother quite well. When things went on, he knew about them. So it hadn't been suprised me when he confronted me. "And i'll suppose your next target is Ven?"He said emontionlessly. "You're going to stop me?"I asked.
"No,"He said taking out his knife. "I'll help you."Shiru said. I fell down suprisedly. "You two are good friends.." I started. "So you have something up your sleeve..."I said flatly. "I don't really. You're my sister and i want to help."He said.
Well, brothers and sisters do help eachother. For instance, when the sister needs help with homework they get their sibling to help. But murder? It doesn't mean the same as homework. I was sure, he and Ven planned something. And i didn't like it.
"Well then,"I said in reply. "Fine."I said. "Well then i must be going."Shiru said, walking off to his room. "Somethings up..."I mumbled.