Fateless.

Act IV. Part IV.

Toshiko rode out of his family estate in one of the many black limousines his family-owned, with a bandage wrapped across his neck with a distasteful expression and a very irritable mood. He blankly stared at the brewing storm clouds.

Toshiko all the sudden had a sudden change in expression, “Stop the car!”

He shouted before he jumped out of the car and started to look around in a panic. He didn’t know what he was looking for but he just felt like he had to. He then felt a sharp pain in his neck and staggered.

“Young master!” Shouted the driver who ran to his side.

“Don’t worry, I just felt a bit light-headed,” Toshiko responded as he grit his teeth.

“Are you okay?” He said with a worried expression as he held Toshiko.

“Yes, just take me back to the car,” He said with a faint smile