Beginning of the Chapter
After the team had settled on their convictions, they sat in silence, contemplating their reality. The air was thick with mystery.
Kuroyama Renji, eyes closed, placed one hand over the other and rested them on his chest, as though carrying the weight of the world's thoughts, holding his breath in deep silence.
Suddenly, the voice of Takada Jinzo cut through, laced with mockery sharp as arrows:
> "Don't think of us as saints of virtue. We're here only to repay a debt to Tami… nothing more."
A faint laugh slipped from Tami's lips, like a gentle breeze carrying hidden sweetness and depth:
> "Don't be harsh. Words can wound more than they heal."
Then the deep, harsh voice of Ushida Goro rose, tinged with buried sorrow:
> "A day may come when we part ways, and each of us follows his own path… In this life, there is no way to remain united forever."
Sudo Haruto laughed with a mocking tone as he lay on the ground, burying his hands in the dirt behind him, as though defying reality itself:
> "I didn't know the path you walk is only a borrowed one."
Ushida Goro, eyes closed and head lowered as though pressed by the weight of life, spoke in a voice that seemed to rise from the depths of his soul:
> "Every person in this world carries a burden. There is no mind free of darkness."
Sudo Haruto raised his head, his eyes glowing with dignity as he accepted the truth of pain and burdens:
> "You're right. Each of us bears a sorrow that follows him, embracing him even in the darkest moments."
Kazuma pointed toward Kuroyama Renji, curiosity clear in his tone:
> "Everyone has spoken. Why are you silent?"
Ren's face was painted with worry and slight embarrassment, as though holding a secret she didn't want to share:
> "Leave him. Maybe he just doesn't like to talk…"
Tami's laugh returned, like a breeze scented with old memories:
> "He never likes to talk about his past… Let's leave him in his solitude."
Then his gaze shifted carefully toward Ten, his eyes steady, deep, and filled with determination:
> "Now, I have a new goal."
Ten's brows rose in surprise, as though fate had suddenly confronted him:
> "What is it?"
Tami answered in a calm, serious tone:
> "Your uncle is still alive. I will search for him with everything I have."
A heavy silence spread before Ten burst out in shock, his eyes widening:
> "Are you serious? How would you even know?"
Tami replied firmly, his confidence rooted in experience:
> "Your uncle once told me that if he ever died, he would send me a message to let me know."
Ten drew a deep breath and looked toward the far horizon, as if gathering strength:
> "Where do you think he is?"
Tami answered with quiet mystery:
> "I don't know. Perhaps in some hidden place. But don't worry… I'll keep searching until the end."
Harry spoke, his eyes sharp enough to pierce through the darkness:
> "From what you're saying, the Nelson family is the hidden evil within the village…"
Tami stared at his soldiers with a piercing gaze, as though planting sparks of vigilance in their hearts:
> "Yes. We must stop them before it's too late."
Ten pulled out an old blade from his left pocket—the last remnant of his uncle. He raised his head with unshakable resolve and said:
> "This is all that remains of my uncle… When I return to the village, I'll open the box."
Then, in a firm tone:
> "But I will never let Nelson have it. I'll lie, say anything, but the box will never reach him."
Tami, with a sad smile that carried the weight of cherished moments they had shared, spoke:
> "We've had good times, and we've stood together for the sake of the village."
The camera slowly drifted across the faces of the members—calm, yet heavy with thoughts and worries—as if tracing the streets of time their souls had walked.
Tami concluded with unwavering conviction:
> "We'll meet again. But now… the Scorpion Gang will dissolve, and each of us will walk his own path."
Then he turned to Ten, his gaze filled with deep trust:
> "Now, the village is in your hands… You are the protector. You are the hope."
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Cinematic Scene and Effects
The sky hung heavy with gray clouds, a light wind carrying the scent of coming rain. The lighting was dim, reflecting the tension of the moment and the depth of the conversation, while faces faded in and out of shifting shadows between the glow of sunset and the stillness of the surrounding forest.
The camera drew slowly closer to Kuroyama Renji, eyes closed, focusing on the details of one hand resting upon the other. The sound of wind rose, like whispers of the past.
When Takada Jinzo spoke with mockery, the frame sharpened on his expression, the camera moving dynamically to let the weight of his words sink in.
When Tami laughed, faint flashes of light surrounded him, expressing the warmth in his heart despite the darkness around them.
The moment Tami revealed his new goal, the camera froze on Ten's shocked face, the music's pulse quickening to match the weight of the revelation.
When Ten pulled the blade from his pocket, the frame lingered slowly on the metallic shine, faint light effects making it appear like a frozen heartbeat in time.
Their farewell was accompanied by the distant caw of a crow—a symbol of an ending… and the beginning of another chapter.
The intense music pushed viewers into suspense, signaling that endings always lead to new beginnings.
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