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Chapter Twenty-Four: Daisuke:

August 1st, 1988. Daisuke sat at the desk that Kato let him use in his room. He had just hit stop on the tape recorder after recording another journal entry. The twenty-three-year-old sat lost in his thoughts. He held a small silver charm bracelet in his hands. It had been so long…

Daisuke came back to earth when he heard the door slide open. He looked up and saw little Anna in the doorway. She stared on at him in silent wonder. Daisuke stared at her likewise.

May 2009. While the Shinigami and demons were all talking about the case at hand, Anna played another tape of her dad’s.

Tape #211:

Daisuke:

August 1st, 1988. My name is Kimoto Daisuke. I am twenty-three years old and a single father. Summer is here. That means Anna-chan’s out of school now. Uh-oh, guess I’ll have to keep that little bit busy for the whole break. Laughs This will be another good summer. I hadn’t had this much fun since the 70’s. Great times! Now… Pause All I have is the memories. I see them in my Anna-chan. Seeing her little face reminds me that life can be okay at times. Anna-chan… My little soldier… She’s become my motivation to survive my bloodline. My little solder…

End of Tape #211

Anna sat quiet in the dark for a moment. His little soldier. That’s what Daisuke called her. That’s how he saw her. Anna asked him why he called her that the day before he died. Daisuke gave her a kind, little smile.

“Because you keep me sane,” he reasoned. “You manage to keep me together when everything looks bleak. When I see your face, I slowly raise out of my black hole of self-pity. That’s what makes you my little soldier.”

Anna lied back onto her futon. She held her left wrist in her vision. A silver charm bracelet hung around it loosely. The Kanji for long life was in tiny blocks all around. Tine chains held the blocks together. Anna narrowed her eyes on the bracelet on her slim wrist. “/Papa…/” she thought as she drifted back to that summer night in ’88.

Flashback

Little Anna stood in the doorway of Daisuke’s room. Her papa stared back at her.

“Daddy,” the little girl said. “What are you doing?” Daisuke gave her a little smile as he completely turned around to her.

“Anna-chan, could you do something for me?” he asked. The little girl looked at him slightly odd.

“What is it?” she asked. Her father sat there bravely. Could he do this with her? Seemed like a huge request for such a small child. But yet… Anna seemed so strong! She could take this! He knew that she could. Daisuke drew in a deep breath.

“Can you be daddy’s little soldier?” he asked boldly. Little Anna looked at him oddly.

“Huh?” she asked. “What do you mean?” Daisuke gave her a little smile.

“I need you to take care of something for me,” he said. Little Anna looked on at her dad.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Come here and hold out your left wrist,” Daisuke said calmly. Anna smiled at him, cheerfully.

“Okay,” she said. Then, the girl held her left arm forward and walked over to her father. Daisuke drew out the silver bracelet. When his daughter got close enough, he clasped the bracelet around her tiny wrist and fit to a smaller size. Anna watched him do so. Daisuke sat back, smiling.

“Now Anna-chan,” he said. “The bracelet belonged to someone very to dear to me. Can I trust you to be my little soldier and take good care of it for me?” Anna stared on surprised at first. Her dad just gave her a valuable treasure and wanted her to take care of it? This was /big/! Anna nodded at him with a smile.

“Yes daddy!” she chirped. “I’ll be your little soldier!” Her father smiled at her, relived.

“Very good, Anna-chan!” he said. He lightly patted his daughter on the head. Anna only smiled at him upbeat. She began her duty as daddy’s little soldier from that point onwards.

Present Day

Anna slowly shut her eyes as she stared at her bracelet still. “/His little soldier…/” she thought, tired. “/Papa…/” Anna would have gone to sleep if she hadn’t heard the doorbell ring. The woman quickly woke back up. She sat up in the same manner. Tsuzuki already checked on her for the night. Rihoko had a night class tonight. Yoko-chan and Seita were in their rooms for the night. (Sleeping, maybe; she didn’t look.) Maybe the killer? A cautious check was needed.

So, Anna went into the kitchen and got the broom. Can’t be too careful anymore. She couldn’t after she and Daisuke got killed. Once armed, Anna slowly made her way to the front door. She waited and listened for any moments. At first, Anna heard nothing. She didn’t change her guard. The woman listened closer. Then, she heard a shuffle outside. There it was. The possible killer was at her door. Anna prepared to attack and opened the door.

She looked around and saw… nothing. Anna looked puzzled and kept up her guard all at once. The killer could have found another way to break into the manor. The woman looked around closely. “/Where did that bastard go?/” she thought. Anna clutched the boom handle tightly.

Suddenly, she felt a tight pressure on her neck in the dark. Anna dropped the broom and tried to fight off her attacker in vain. The last thing she could remember was sinking into a colder darkness.

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