Takemitchi was close to sleeping with his eyes open due to the amount of information that was being drilled into his head by Naoto. But above everything else, this was better than yesterday when he saw the Akashi Takeomi and Kira Hitomiko.

"Give it back," her voice was seething, like everything was going to pour out all at once. "Give the dog tag back."

"Hey, are you even listening?" Naoto snaps his fingers in front of Takemitchi and his train of thoughts go back. "Right... yeah, I'm listening," He reassures, letting out a quiet yawn.

Naoto gives him a skeptical look, then he just sighs. "Here," He uses the mouse to make the cursor click on one of the files. "You can find details about the Tokyo Manji Gang's actions that has yet to be disclosed to the public in that report." He tells Takemitchi as he scrolls down, and he stops when he sees a picture of a half body that was all bloody. "My predecessor risked his life to investigate it."

Takemitchi covered his mouth, retching. "The one in that last picture is him," Naoto says. "His cover was blown during the investigation and they killed him. His eyes..." He looks down at his coffee mug. "Were scooped open. And a device that recorded the entire thing was found inside his eye socket."

Disturbed was not the right word for the information that Takemitchi received.

"After countless requests, I was able to be left in charge of this investigation half a year ago. The police decided to keep this a secret since this also involved two people that were said to be in the Tokyo Manji Gang." Naoto added. "You know about Kira Hitomiko, do you?"

Takemitchi wanted to forget about yesterday, but considering about a sudden involvement, he just nodded. "Y-Yeah, what about her specifically?"

"Her engagement with Akashi Takeomi garnered negative reactions, but they disappeared after a few days." Naoto clicks onto another file. "Go and read it for yourself."

A picture of Takeomi was shown on the screen as Takemitchi reads the article. Though every time he scrolled down, his eyes begin to widen. Not only was this man a co-founder of probably one of the most popular technology-based companies in Japan, engaged to one of the wealthiest people in Tokyo, and is a sponsor of luxury brands; The man had a dark past that he was hiding. And the people who gave the negative reactions knew about this.

His heart dropped when he read the final sentences on the file.

It has been rumored that Akashi Takeomi is part of the Tokyo Manji Gang, and that the Kira Company has been compiling with the denial of every allegation that as been said and rumored by the public eye.

Meaning that the Kira Company has, quote unquote, "eliminated the competition", as the ones who spread the allegations about Akashi Takeomi were business rivals with the Kira Company.

"Even before all of this, the Tokyo Manji Gang is primarily led by Kisaki Tetta." Naoto added. "And about your time leaping ability, I have my own hypothesis on that," He clears his throat and he begins to write something on the whiteboard. "First of all, you time leapt from July 4th, 2017 to July 4th, 2005." He circles both dates. "In other words, I'm sure that your ability is to return to the 'same day' twelve years in the past."

"But... that was just your hypothesis, wasn't it?" Takemitchi asks. While this was technically true... there was no way that he could time leap again, right? "First of all, how would I be able to do that again? That was just... timing. Heck, I even saw a shinigami..." He mumbled the last part under his breath. "Shaking hands might do it," Naoto says and clasps his hands together. "Remember our handshake ten years ago? At that moment, your essence disappeared. Well, your future essence."

Takemitchi looks at his hand, then his face scrunches as he looks at Naoto. "No way."

"Your mission is to return to high school and stop these two people from meeting." Naoto goes to where is board is, and on that board are newspaper articles and printed out pictures. "Sano  Manjiro," He points to one of the pictures. Sano Manjiro had long, blond hair with a dragon tattoo on his neck and black-colored eyes. "And Kisaki Tetta." He points to another picture. Kisaki Tetta had short, brown hair that was slicked back and wore glasses. 

"Scary." Takemitchi muttered.

"And you have to stop them from meeting." Naoto added. "If these two hadn't met, then the current Tokyo Manji Gang wouldn't exist."

Takemitchi looks at the photos, before deciding the obvious.

He stood up, and tried making his way to the door. "I'm going home."

"What? What!? Hey, come back here!" Naoto grabs him by the waist as Takemitchi struggles to get out of his grip. Out of frustration, Naoto just throws him onto the ground. "I can't do it!" Takemitchi tells him as he sits up, looking distraught. "What do you expect from a loser like me!?"

Naoto, looking just as frustrated, goes down to Takemitchi's level and he grabs him by the shirt. "I believed in you ten years ago! It's your turn to believe in me!"

Takemitchi just looks away as Naoto lets go of him, standing up. "So..." Takemitchi starts, and he looks at him. "If I return to my middle school days, and stop those two from meeting... then Toman wouldn't exist?" He asks.

Naoto had a confident expression on his face. "I believe that my sister will be alive once you time leap back."

There was silence.

"Tachibana Hinata..." Takemitchi mumbled quietly. "Alive..."

"I saw you yesterday, I saw you today, and I'll see you tomorrow. So don't start saying that so suddenly. I'm your girlfriend, you know?"

Naoto holds his hand out. "Once you've completed your mission... just shake my hand. Well, my past self's hand."

Takemitchi was still thinking about it. He had the option to just... not do it. Maybe the whole time leaping thing was a flashback. He could just leave the room, ignore Naoto, and just live his life like normal.

Or... maybe he didn't have to live like that anymore.

Always apologizing and messing up. That's what his life was.

Did he still want that?

"Are you ready?"

Takemitchi looks up at Naoto, then he stands up. "I still don't think I can do it," He says with a weak laugh. 

"Takemitchi," Naoto's expression didn't change. "You can change destiny."

There was hesitance, but Takemitchi already made up his mind. With a deep breath, he closes hs eyes and quickly grips onto Naoto's hand. He was expecting a shockwave of some kind, or maybe just something electrocuting him.

But nothing.

Takemitchi opened his eyes and saw that everything around him was black and white, frozen. "What the heck is this...?"

"Your friend wasn't wrong on his hypothesis, you know?" A voice says from behind and Takemitchi turns around in a panic, seeing a man in a suit with a large hat and a kiseru in hand. "Though, he only has the ability because you had it first. You just transferred it to him." The man says casually and takes off his hat. "Oh, I'm Reaper. It's nice to meet you."

Takemitchi recognized him from the other day.

He was the shinigami he saw before suddenly going back to the past.

"Now then," Reaper transforms his kiseru into a scythe. "Time to bring your soul back to the past."

"Wait-!"

Takemitchi could feel his body freezing, but somehow something else was moving. Something was sucking him in and for a brief moment, he sees a film strip circling around before blacking out completely.

The body was still there, now frozen. Reaper looks into the reflection of his scythe, seeing that it was glowing. "Mhm. It worked."

Reaper lets out a yawn, transforming his scythe back into his kiseru. "It's impossible to never let them meet... but maybe..." He looks at the reflection of himself in Takemitchi's eyes. They were blue, much like the night sky. 

"...nah," He chuckles to himself. "Oh well, it's up to him now...~"