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Tachihara had always thought that if given the opportunity to avenge his brother he would have shot without problem. In the end he hadn’t been able to shoot, when he had the terrorist Yosano Akiko at his feet waiting for him to shoot he couldn’t do it. The ride back to headquarters had been calm and quiet except for Jounou’s and Tecchou’s occasional bickering. Tachihara had to admit it felt weird to be back at headquarters, he had grown accustomed to the dark and eerie atmosphere of the Mafia headquarters and the everyday routine he followed with Hirotsu and Gin as members of the Black Lizard. Not that he wasn’t a loyal member of the Hunting Dogs, he would never betray them for the Port Mafia. As he entered the building he saw Yosano Akiko get taken to a cell where she would be kept before getting interrogated and tortured. He saw Jouno and Teruko leading her away and he felt the urge to go after them, knowing that they would probably be the ones doing the torture.
“Jouno, Teruko wait!” he said, rushing after them.
“What is it, Tachihara?” Teruko asked annoyed.
“Um..can I go with you?” he asked nervously.
“Wow, Tachihara I didn’t think you had the guts for torturing people.” Jouno said cheerfully, to annoy him.
“Uhh..no..I just wanted to watch.”Tachihara answered.
At that Teruko just nodded and kept walking. Eventually they reached a white room with a single desk and chair, there was also a big glass panel that separated the interrogation/torture room from the observation room. After chaining Yosano to the desk Jouno, Tachihara and Teruko made their way to the observation room. Tachihara having infiltrated the Mafia and being a Hunting Dog was no stranger to torture, but he had to admit he didn’t feel good about it regardless. Jouno headed over to where the computer controlling the lights, temperature and noises of the room was and typed something on the keyboard. Immediately a repeating audio could be heard from the other room. Tachihara thought that sensory tortures were the worst because they could last for days and days without a break. As he observed the terrorist he felt sick to his stomach, he couldn’t understand how Jouno or Teruko might enjoy this. He couldn’t keep watching, he excused himself and left the room quickly.