After a long and fruitful day out in the human world, Chie and Fumio had finally called it a quits and returned back to the Seireitei. Once the both of them had made it back, Fumio had dropped Chie off at Squad Three but decided to leave and make his way back to Squad Eight alone.
Fumio stuffed his hands into his pockets as he walked, looking a little tense while mauling things over within his head. Chie had pulled out some tricks which he just couldn't ignore when he tried leaving her. Still, the thought of breaking up with Chie and forgetting her was present in his mind, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to actually do it.... His recent attempt was proof. 'Heh... Looks like Ursula didn't do a good job.... fuck, why would I even want her to? This should be a good thing...' He shook his head while gritting his teeth lightly. Fumio wanted to leave, but he was unable to, however instead of being happy that Chie still wanted to remember him, he felt complicated. 'I've had enough of thinking about this, it's not important. What is important is... wait, where's Souta?' Stepping within the Squad Eight barracks, Fumio became puzzled. Usually Souta's spiritual energy would be the first thing he'd feel when walking into the barracks, but for some reason he wasn't here. Although generally Fumio wouldn't of been bothered by this and would just shrug while going about his own business, with what happened last time he couldn't sense Souta, Fumio couldn't help but grow a little worried while trying to find his energy. It wasn't too far away actually so he managed to pick up on it within a few seconds. 'Ahh, good, he's still here' Loosening up, Fumio smirked before looking down and continuing to walk to his room.
After making himself a cup of tea, Fumio lent his back against his kitchen counter, holding the cup in his right hand while loosely gripping the edge of the counter with his left. The main thing that was on his mind at the moment was the showdown that was scheduled to happen within a week. He wasn't worried about it at all since whether or not Ursula was stronger, Fumio wouldn't stop until she was dead, just like how he wouldn't stop whenever he fought another Hari Clan member; even if they begged for mercy or forgiveness or tried to speak to the more saner side of him and remind him of the old days when everyone was close... He'd still kill them without remorse. That thought gave him a bit of closure as despite his failure in trying to forget about one person, his emotions were still the same as usual when it came to fighting; non-existent. All of a sudden, Fumio began chuckling, something sinister behind his eyes as he did. "Oh boy I hope Ursula begs for me~ Or better yet one of the other two drawing the curtain on her life in an utterly brutal way~ Heheh, Patrika thinks she safe and secure, little does she know that I know what she's been up to~ As if I'm really going to let her go free after what she did to Huerona~ Hahaha! She deserves what's coming to her~ Whether it'd be by me or Ursula~ I just hope I get to be there and watch atleast~" Continuing to chuckle, Fumio sipped more of his tea, feeling better for now. He was almost excited, knowing that he had a chance of being killed thrilled him also, mainly because of the fact that it would of been by one of his own; another Hari. However, Fumio had already decided, if he was going to die, Souta would be the one to kill him whether the guy liked it or not. That was how Fumio wanted to die, it was his only wish and therefore he'd make it happen himself if he had to.
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