The girl gave Shiro a small wave. Hearing more footsteps she spun around to see Chiko and Zane. Still half hidden behind her doll she nodded in agreement to Zane’s comment. It had been a while, she wasn’t sure when the last time was, but she knew it had been a long time. Ayumu smiled when Zane picked her up, placing a kiss on her temple. Once back on the ground her gaze moved between the three others. “Hi, hi Chiko and Zane.”

Something in her gut told her that Kira was up to no good again and they would be forced to do things they didn’t want to again. Quietly she listened to Chiko. Her instincts had been correct from what the older girl was telling them. Ayumu didn’t want to kill anyone, but she didn’t want to stop existing either. The petite little girl shivered at the thought of going against Kira and disappearing, which was only intensified by the blood curdling scream that echoed through the hallways. Again she clung tightly to Hotaru while trying to hide behind Shiro and Zane. “Make it stop,” she whispered to her doll.

Ayumu was the youngest of the group. She probably seemed rather pathetic to everyone else because of how easily things scared her sometimes and how terrified she was of Kira. If only they knew the truth of how she ended up one of his victims. The little girl refused to talk about what happened to anyone so they were left to guess. Probably the only one who had any idea of what might have happened to her before her death was Victoria. Another person she was afraid of.

Looking up at the two males there was a hint of apology in her eyes even though she was afraid. “Sorry,” the words were barely a whisper as she spoke them to the other three. Her shivering had stopped finally and she somewhat relaxed again.