บท 107: The Masked Man — III

Mimi's final words, the information she was about to share, remained unspoken as she faded into nothingness, leaving Haru alone with her warnings.

The memory, though over, left a bitter taste in his mouth.

'Even if you didn't tell me… I think I now know what that weakness is… Even if you didn't tell me… I always knew!!' Haru thought bitterly as his body continued to sink deeper into the black water, the darkness pulling him in.

His heart pounded as he reflected on everything he had endured.

'Thrown into a cruel world for survival, betrayed, given hope only to be betrayed again…' Each memory cut deeper than the last, but at the core of every pivotal moment, there was her.

'Aki…' Her image flashed in his mind, clear and undeniable.

She was his weakness.