Inside – Safehouse
Souta had slipped one hand free.
She was timing Kairi's pacing. Watching every movement. Every blind spot.
If she missed her chance, she wouldn't get another.
She reached toward the leg of the table. A broken shard of porcelain—part of the tea set.
She held her breath.
Then—
Glass shattered.
The door exploded inward.
Ryouma tackled Kairi full-force, crowbar swinging like vengeance incarnate. It connected—hard—with her shoulder. Bone cracked.
Kairi screamed—not in pain, but rage. She fought back, stronger than he remembered—faster.
They crashed into the wall. Ryouma's ribs crunched. Blood filled his mouth.
But he kept swinging.
"Katarina's dead!" he screamed.
Kairi froze.
"What?"
"You fucking stabbed her like an animal."
Silence.
Her eyes trembled. Not with guilt—but with confusion.
"She wasn't supposed to—she wasn't—"
Ryouma spat blood in her face.
"You're never getting us back."
Sirens howled in the distance.
Kairi grabbed Ryouma by the throat—lifted him.
Souta screamed, now free, lunging forward with the porcelain shard.
It sank deep into Kairi's arm.
She dropped Ryouma.
Snarling. Eyes wild. Lips trembling.
And then—
She looked at them both.
Bloodied. Breathing. Together.
And for the first time—
Kairi hesitated.
Outside, flashlights cut through the trees.
Barking. Shouts. "경찰이다! 나와라!"
(This is the police! Come out now!)
She ran.
Like smoke.
Gone into the forest before the first gun was drawn.