on Sunday. Hard to believe that so many years have passed since we all saw each other for the last time," said Anna and Yo got up with a hissing "That's enough" and was about to go to the gate when Anna jumped up irritated and forced him to stop, grabbing his wrist.
"What!", Yo crunched a little indignantly and Anna looked at him in shock before she found her composure again.
"Yo please ... you can't go on like this. Please stop punishing yourself," Anna said pleadingly, undeniably true to the truth, and let Yo look at the ground with a growl.
"I have no idea what you are talking about Anna!", Yo said angrily in a suppressed voice, but this did not prevent Anna from being able to understand every word.
"And as you know that, Yo. You're still blaming yourself for killing Hao and breaking your promise. Yo ... he would have killed us otherwise!" Anna said and slowly began to cry.Why did she not understand herself and put it on the stress of pregnancy. But Yo referred it to himself and, not being able to withstand this feeling of guilt, tore herself out of Anna's grasp, which made Anna winced again.
"That's not the point," said Yo angrily, looking down on the floor and walking a few steps backwards from Anna, whose tears he didn't want to see.
"Then what about Yo? Tell me, I can't look into your head anymore," said Anna, waking up in Yo the memory of Hao's gift of being able to read minds. Anna noticed this when Yo looked up at her angrily, unable to hold back the pain inside. But when he saw how this scared Anna, he immediately felt new guilt feelings and he lowered his eyes ashamed that he was not in control of his pregnant wife.
"Yo is okay, but I ask you ... it won't do anybody, especially your brother, if you start to mess yourself up. There are others who need you and who have accepted your help," said Anna calmly , walked slowly up to Yo and again carefully grabbed his wrist when he wanted to take further steps away from her. The brown-haired man winced briefly at the touch, but made no further move to escape with a rueful look at Anna's baby bump. Gratefully, Anna went to him feeling this and snuggled up against him, pleading that it should finally stop. Yoh should finally understand that he couldn't change the past. Not allowed to break because of his feelings of guilt, as it had torn apart his brother with his hatred of everything and everyone.

Yo himself said nothing and didn't react to anything else, but Anna didn't really care. When Yo looked at her so angrily, she couldn't judge him anymore, because emotions like anger, sadness or even hate were so rare at Yo.Even in the fight against Hao, Anna was sure that Yo hadn't just acted out of anger, but that a completely different feeling of powerlessness was at the fore. But which one she had never been able to find out, just as little as she understood why Yo had just got so angry ... he threatened to become like his brother in his hatred of himself.
But not because the others wanted to come, Anna suspected, but did not want to risk destroying the moment of the short rest by looking up at Yoh. So they stayed for a long time and both enjoyed one of the rare moments of mutual acceptance of personal closeness. Anna leaned her head against Yo's chest and Yo leaned his head on hers, which caused the blond-haired man to slide one heat shower after the other down her back. Anna immediately gripped him a little tighter and Yo also wrapped his arms around her waist, which made the younger one breathe a sigh of relief, overjoyed that Yo hadn't completely closed himself off from her. Standing at the entrance to the courtyard and enjoying the little light of the soon to be full moon, the younger one almost thought it was time to let her grief run free.
"Sorry Anna," said Yo so suddenly and quietly that Anna had to look up to understand him. She quickly shook her head with a smile and snuggled up against him again, before Yo would change his mind and flee from everything and everyone as usual.
"All right ... but shouldn't we ... rather go back into the house ...? I won't ask you any further questions, just please ..." promised Anna and Yo had to smile with a smile, because he somehow thought about Anna's warm smile felt relieved. To their disappointment, however, Yo shook his head and immediately released the hug before she could finish her sentence and just look at him questioningly.
"Go ahead, I'll come to Anna.I just want to do some training to clear my head, "said Yo and fled through the courtyard entrance before Anna could really be aware of his words. What remained was a confused wife who looked after him sadly and whimpered her arms tightly around hers Upper body twisted.
Work out? … in the dark! Yo, why are you lying to us and above all to yourself? She asked herself and watched Yo walking towards the cemetery before she turned around, barely able to suppress a sob, and went back into the house.

Manta, who had been able to watch everything from the window, was silent as Anna walked in the hallway without a word and without looking up past the kitchen towards the stairs to the bedroom. He didn't know whether she just wanted to be left alone or hadn't thought of him at all. With both, Manta knew only too well, it was better to leave Itako alone and so he preferred to put the rest of the dishes away than to say something about the situation. If something should happen he could still scream for Yo, because if his friend just couldn't, at least he wanted to take care of the expectant mother as his friend until the father could do it himself.

He had meanwhile stopped in the cemetery, leaned against a tree and tried desperately to calm down. Tears threatened to break out of the young shaman and the constricting larynx robbed him of the additional oxygen, for which his body was now even more demanding due to the excitement and running.
Leaning back against the tree's head as far back as possible to breathe more oxygen, Yo grabbed his chest with one of his free hands and felt his heart pound up to his throat. As a result, nausea spread throughout his body, which Yo simply ignored, since he saw this as a joke compared to what his brother must have felt when he had killed him.He who had brought back death to his own twin brother instead of hope like the others. He, as Hao's twin, the only one with a bond with the older man, hadn't listened to him completely, hadn't understood his silent statements. He, who made a promise before a friend sacrificed himself for him and his wife, couldn't at least keep that.
He just believed he'd failed at absolutely everything he'd started, whether it was Hao or Anna and her upcoming child. He could have seen it when they connected. See and even feel it yourself. A pain of loneliness, anger and so much more that he would never forget for a lifetime. A call in the heart of his brother, from which Yoh no longer wanted to feel how much search for just a little recognition of himself had been in it. That was why Anna's words from earlier had hurt him so much.
Keep you warm. Of course he wanted that, but what about his brother? Had someone warmed him up, just hugged him and maybe said that he accepted his existence ... at least a human? Definitely not and yet it could have changed so much! Tell her what bothered him. There was so much that he did not know himself and why confide in someone when no one was willing to want to understand his brother. Don't punish yourself, what else did he deserve? Hadn't been able to keep his promise to a dying friend, Anna couldn't give what she needed, couldn't save his own brother and what guaranteed that nobody would do that soon after him. But just as if everyone came tomorrow. How could you celebrate someone else's death? A person who ended up like them if he hadn't shown them that at least someone who understands, thought Yoh, only hurt by this thought and bit his lower lip more bitterly than ever to keep his tears in the fence.His brother himself wasn't angry, he had sensed that. Only evil was what the thousand-year-long journey of his soul and the suffering that had happened to him had done to him. That a thousand years ago no one had thought of it just to see what was behind his behavior ... just shook hands with him or just offered him a little bit of security. His brother was a prisoner of himself by being reborn over and over with all his memories of previous lives. So he was reminded of his old hatred over and over again and therefore didn't even have the opportunity, and didn't even get the chance from others to lead a new, different life. Without anyone seeing it or, even better, without anyone caring!
Worst of all ... he had known and attacked him anyway. This probably strengthened him even more in his madness that everyone only wished him death instead of how he had tried to get his brother to talk with overstimulation, to break his hatred, his protective wall. Did the devil know what had ridden him back then not to have acted as calmly and without attack as with everyone else. All these negative feelings that he had felt in his brother, whether all this anger and conflict about the fact that nobody understood him had been too much for him. Or his little silent desire for children for a big, protective brother, with the truth that he had had this whole time, only Hao was so exactly different as his hopes were too burdensome. He only blamed himself for it, because was it an excuse for killing someone, even his own brother?
In the eyes of others, maybe yes, but not in his. He had killed him, that was the truth and that, although it had made no sense to kill Hao, because he would be reborn and, to make matters worse, even stronger and with even more anger and hatred for him for those who had seen, failed to understand, and killed his suffering.So the last bit of hope that he had still felt on the edge would be extinguished. He should have tried to