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Hajime gets done with Gatekeeper's bullshit. Based on the Ra*bits/Fine tour. Written mid-event

Everything happened very fast.

Gatekeeper had turned his back to the shaken blue-haired boy, ignoring his pleas to tell where Tomoya and Nazuna could be found. It wasn't his interest to help any of those brats, so he just decided to leave and not waste more time.

However, one second later he felt his back hitting the cold hard floor, knocked down in one move. Something fluff and plush with a weird taste was blocking his mouth so he couldn't curse, and a strong, unpleasant flowery scent was taking over his sense of smell. But that wasn't the main issue.

Above him, cold violet eyes seemed to stare directly into his soul.

"Tell me."

The rabbit's voice was the same from before, but taken over by a sharpness impossible to convey from that delicate, pretty-featured body. Just like the unbelievable strength pinning him down, keeping the sachet in his mouth with one hand while the other was wrapped around his neck.

"Tell me, Gatekeeper-san. Where are Niichan and Tomoya-kun."

Despite the situation, Gatekeeper refused to believe it was seriously happening. He tried to protest, but wasn't able to move a inch under the boy's mercy - damn, he really needed some exercise to put up with those brats, didn't he....

"Did you know lavender can be poisonous in bigger quantities?" The monotonous voice asked, not an ounce of any feeling coming out of it. "The amount of this sachet isn't enough to kill, but it's not proper to ingestion either. Collateral effects are bound to happen. You sure would need a hospital. It's direct intoxication after all."

As in to reinforce his point, Hajime shoved the sachet a little further, making sure the other knew he had total control of it right now. Still too confused to react in any way, Gatekeeper just stared at him in disbelief. To think that even this boy was hiding darkness inside him... how troublesome.

"Don't look at me like this. I just asked a simple question. That's all I need." A pause, as if Hajime was gathering his own thoughts. "I don't like fighting. I don't like hurting anything... and I particularly don't like killing. But... even someone like me needs to kill, you know...?"

He leaned a bit closer to the man's face, blue locks brushing against his cheek and a calm breath warming his ear.

"If I want my garden to grow healthy and happy, I need to get rid of the pests. They aren't at fault and are still living beings... I don't feel good about it, but... it has to be done, you know?"

Even Gatekeeper couldn't hold back a shiver down his spine at that cold whisper along with the strong hands on his mouth and throat.

"... Since I absolutely can't afford to let a single leaf from my garden be hurt, that's a weight I'm willing to carry. Now, Gatekeeper-san... it's up to you."

He leaned back again, tilting head and calmly staring at the man.

"Are you a pest? Or aren't you? Depending on your answer to my question, that will be settled."

"Please choose wisely. For the best interest of us both."