Reina's POV
I went back to my room after taking that refreshing shower, only to see that Ichiro-san, a psycho ninja assassin of Gen, was there in my room. "Oh, morning," I greeted. I entered, grabbed my new set of clothes, and went to a changing area which have a blocking wall for changing in new clothes.
"Morning, Reina-kun," Ichiro responded, having no idea what Gen and I had been doing last night. "How are you now?"
I changed into my new clothes and came out. "I am feeling much better now. Thanks."
"Ah, okay, I am happy to hear that, kid."
I still remembered how our friendship started…
[Flashback to that day when I killed Gen and regretted it so badly afterwards…]
On that day, I was crying and grieving on my regret of what I had done to Gen while blaming and condemning myself for that when he, Hamada Ichiro, came. He was covered in blood, probably from killing and sabotaging operation efforts of the military.
"Hey…" he said to me while being concerned for me, "…are you okay, kid?"
Upon hearing that, I looked at him, and my mind started to race fast as an F1 when I saw his blood state.
And then, I started to imagine being killed by him as a punishment for murdering and cursing Gen for killing my parents.
"I…I'm sorry, sir…" I sobbed at him, before burying my sight in the sleeves of my light grey and black hoodie.
And then, when I looked at him again, I saw that he was looking at his hands (or rather, his black gloves) being full of blood while muttering, "This is what happens when I became evil…Blood on me and…regretting what you had done to others…"
He then looked at me, and I felt so guilty that I didn't want to look at him at all. "Sorry…I was wrong to seek vengeance for my parents' deaths."
I still remembered how he had killed my mother while Gen killed my father on that night at my home.
"I forgave you and Gen-san for what you two did to my parents…" I sobbed harder and harder, "…but I can't forgive myself for I did to Gen-san…!"
I cried bitterly more and more.
But, Ichiro stroked my forehead gently and said softly, "It's okay, kid. I am sorry, too."
Hearing that, I was stunned at his words, and when I looked at him for the third-tres time, he was tearing up for everything he had done to everyone else. "Sorry, too, kid…for what I did to everyone else…I won't be evil again. I had ruined my own life as well."
Hearing his cries and regrets, I was relieved on the inside and not on the outside.
And on that day, our friendship was established, and Ichiro promised to make up for his crime against my parents by taking good care of me. I, in my part, promised to do anything to atone for my sins, even if it means being under his care for life.