"Take him from you? I think spending too much time in this world has sent your mind into a coma. You seem to do nothing but make ridiculous statements."
It knew his other self agreed with the assessment about his schoolmate. After all, he felt the same and he was Kouchisei. Now after everything he was being rejected. After all he'd done - it still wasn't enough?
The Shadow looked at Kouchisei. "I'm not throwing this hospital to that damn mutt. You're staying here."
Kouchisei interrupted. "Shut up."
"What?"
The real one had had enough. His eyes were narrowed, and his tone was low and dry.
"If I'm right, you're only here because I'm weak. The idea in itself is ridiculous. I appreciate the help, but I don't need you now. I'm more concerned about the fact these idiots might get hurt or killed... that's to be expected though. I'm human."
Kouchisei knew he'd put some emotions on his sleeve. He wanted to show them the one thing he felt for being made aware: respect. It was a difficult thing, admitting he was wrong. The last thing he had to show was weakness, he'd been taught; others would take advantage of it.If Reizo didn't like it, he didn't care. He wouldn't mind if Reizo suffered. He might learn something from it.
And then he felt the atmosphere change. It became heavier and more oppressive. He settled his gaze on his other self, whose frown had given way to a shark-toothed smile.
"I suppose now I have to teach you a lesson. Our mother always said the right path is beset on all sides by difficulty. I don't need something so useless as a cell phone to beat some sense into you! Nothing useless! Just competence!"
Soon as the monologue had finished, winds circled around the room. The red energy that followed it showed the path of shadows, which rammed themselves into the stronger Shadow's body, which expanded outwards and increased in height. A hand burst out of the floor, grabbing a mass of red fabric. That rose up to the Shadow's shoulders, except something seemed... odd. Kouchisei's eyes weren't moving and his body was made of the same material as the hospital puppets. Four large arms came from the back, grey-skinned with white markings. Each held a marionette string that moved some part of the body.