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Durarara!! Epitome of Eighteen Histories Chapter 6
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Durarara!! Epitome of Eighteen Histories Chapter 6

Awakusu Akane Episode

This is a story of the future.
A story of twisted future.

On the spring of Awakusu Akane’s first year of high school.

She was about to go out to bask in the sunlight filtering through the spring trees, when suddenly a shadow cut in front of her, and she realised that a girl was standing in front of her.

Akane startled at the girl’s somewhat provocative tone.

His son Awakusu Mikiya, Akane’s father, was the Young Head, making it a two-generation family business.

“I was able to hold back till now, but today I can’t, so listen up.”

Rather than becoming offended or sad, it seemed Akane’s curiosity about the girl had won out, for she only tilted her head and stared at the girl’s face.
The girl was glaring at her, and did not look away.

One minute.

Two minutes.

When three minutes passed, she whimpered, and, flushing, said,

Akane had no memory of glaring whatsoever.

Akane became even more puzzled as the girl’s face began to wobble and she grew teary.

This was what Akane thought.

It was possibly the product of learning bōjutsu at Rakuei Gym, which she attended even now.

And so from her perspective, her categorisation of this girl, who had picked a fight for no reason and proceeded to cry for no reason, was in fact, ‘That’s kind of cute.’

“Whatever you’re going to say, I won’t listen!”

The other students present were equally puzzled, but none reacted strangely to Akane; perhaps they were not well-acquainted with the Awakusu-kai, or were pretending not to know because they were fearful or being sensitive towards Akane.
Akane eventually came back to herself fully, and wondered,

“Who on earth… was that?”

A few days later.

“Hey, always butting into things, acting all high and mighty, it’s gross, do you even realise?”

The victim was a girl with her black hair tied back —the same girl who had suddenly approached Akane a few days prior.

Her words bespoke bravado, but already she looked close to tears.

The gyaru threw the softball in her hand towards the girl’s body.

The girl curled her body in pain.

“Huh? Why? We’re just having softball training.”

As they said this, the other girls began throwing softballs as well.

“What are you doing?”

She could not pretend she never saw anything.

Of course in her elementary school days her voice would be shaking with the effort of mustering all of her courage, but now she had trained both mind and body she was able to speak unwaveringly.

From the point of view of the gyaru’s, a seemingly timid girl had stepped in by herself to interfere with them.

Without warning, one of their number threw a softball at her.

Akane caught the ball bare-handed.

The girls gaped for a moment, but probably thinking that leaving things as they were would cause them to lose face, they began to throw the softballs scattered on the floor at her.

To her, an exercise like this was a daily routine at her dojo.

“…tch! We’re going! What a downer.”

After spitting at Akane the completely incongruous insult of ‘baldy’, they tsked and left.

“…Are you okay?”

The girl about to thank Akane saw her face, and suddenly realised who it was.

“I didn’t ask for h… elp…?”

“L, let go. I don’t need help from the Awakusu-kai!”

Akane said, quiet but intense.

Akane, remembering how her instructor had said this, had decided to start by asking this.

“Huh…? Tell you… tell you what?”

“…!”

Akane asked troubledly. The girl with the ponytail stiffened—

“I, I don’t know, how would I… I wouldn’t… know…”

A few minutes later.

What she learnt as a result—was that apparently, the girl had heard rumours about Akane from a middle school classmate who had attended the same elementary school as Akane.

After hearing the full story, Akane sighed deeply.

In fact, she was just a little happy.

That was why Akane chose to speak of it.

From way back, when she first stopped that case of bullying—to when she discovered her family’s true line of work, and even about how, afterwards, her relationship with her family had grown strained for a time.

The girl with the ponytail listened on quietly, her frame shaking like she had undergone a great shock.

—It’s like there’s an endless well.

The girl, sobbing, started apologising to Akane so profusely it seemed she might go down on her knees any moment.

After yet another few minutes of pacifying.

“I’m really sorry… You… must hate me. I attacked you on a misunderstanding, and when you helped me I lashed out again…”

Akane tried to be encouraging. But the girl looked into the distance, and whispered softly,

After some thought, Akane took her smartphone out from her bag, and showed the girl the project gallery of a magazine’s mobile site.

‘Kinomiya Kazane’s World Wonders Challenge!’, said the words on the screen. It seemed this person investigated urban legends from across the world: visiting old castles where ghosts were said to appear, going all the way to an island north of Germany in search of vampires, then all the way to New York following a rumoured gang of immortals, interviewing the illegal denizens of the abandoned construction Etsusa Bridge, and essentially actively involving herself in a gamut of things that looked terrifying.

“…I don’t know.”

As she was saying this, they saw a group of seven, girls and boys, heading towards them.

“Hey, is it them? The ones you said don’t know their place?”

Unlike back when it was known as Raijin High, Raira Academy had in recent years grown a reputation for being a rich kids’ school. As such, even the delinquents of the school were not very intimidating.

“Yeah, Satoshi~. These girls don’t know their place, scare them a little for us?”

Likely they intended to gang up and beat them up.

—It’s not scary.

The memory of being kidnapped and forced onto a truck came back to her.

—These people… compared to Shizuo-san’s strength, they’re nothing.

Clueless to the mental comparison going on about them, the delinquents smirked evilly.

In the time it took for the boy to thrust his bat at them and start talking, Akane was already moving.

Making the most of it, Akane spun her body while drawing the bat towards herself with her arm, and wrenching on the thick end of the bat, effectively repossessed the bat.

The momentum caused the boy, still shocked, to fall over.

“Uboahh?!”

Akane, having halted the bat right before it hit his nose, smiled sweetly, and said to the students before her,

At the sight of Akane’s angelic smile, the seven students blanched and fled.

“Wow… How did you do that?”

“You want to know?”

“Then I’ll teach you. I can introduce you to my teacher too.”

The girl, finally recovering her smile, extended her hand towards Akane, and wiping away her tears, smiled.
“I’m… Kuzuhara Tōka. Please take care of me.”

In the days to come, they would grow to be best friends in spite of their family backgrounds, and this relationship would cause one another to be involved in trouble numerous times—but that is another story.
And no matter how many times they were embroiled in chaos, their friendship would endure—Tōka would afterwards overcome her timidity, and become feared alongside Akane as ‘The Demon Staff-Users, STICK WITCHES‘—but that is another story.

On an unrelated note, when the seven boys and girls were shadowing Akane for a chance to take their revenge:

“Oi, kids over there? Come with us and let’s talk about what you were going to do to that girl, huh?”

But that too is another story.

This is a twisted story.
The story of a twisted future.

****EPISODE END****


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