Ploy?

Two months later

Takahashi Mito was quietly staring at the ceiling of the small restuarant that he lived in.

Two months have passed and many things happened.

The police came to ask him about the disappearance of the restuarant owner since his relatives couldn't connect to him.

The lady still continued to come to his restaurant to ask of her daughter.

She seemed to have lost weight and her eyes felt lifeless.

Some neighbours and others reported him to the police for being suspicious.

Nothing happened to him as there was no proof.

Some strange but everyday happenings were reported on the news.

Darkseid attacked last week.

Joker killed 45 people in the Gotham. He was sent to the prison by Batman and his sidekicks.

Lex corporation launched some new products and also acquired some company.

And some weird kidnappings were happening in the whole of United States.

And he, Takahashi Mito, was living a normal (neet) life.

Nearly three months have passed since he came to his new world and he still hasn't transformed to fight the mirror monsters.

He was living a normal but boring shut in life.

Takahashi Mito was staring at the ceiling.

The ceiling fan was making creaking noises. It was pretty old.

{This is Daily Planet. 16 more people have gone missing the past week in the Central City and no one has a clue to how they went missing. Flash and other heroes are still searching for the missing.}

{For the past month, more than 200 people have suddenly disappeared and the people are questioning the authorities. [zzszss] (weird noises)]

{Breaking news}

{Breaking news from our reporters, they have caught a live footage of the strange abduction of the people that is happening all over United States.}

The restuarant was empty as usual.

Takahashi Mito was sitting at the restuarant, the TV was tuned to Daily Planet as he liked to the see the host. She was beautiful.

He looked at the time on the clock. It was time for the woman to show up.

He had been answering her for the past two months and he was becoming tired of it.

She wasn't tired though. She came to his shop every day at the same time to ask the same question and return with the same answer.

"So who is more tired, me who has been just standing here and doing nothing or she, who has been coming to this restuarant everyday? Why is she so stubborn? Was I like that too?"

*Hmph*

Takahashi Mito sneered.

He looked at the road through his glasses, the silhouette of the lady was visible.

She looked feeble, as if a simple gust of wind will be her end, yet she was still walking, persevering.

Walking to a place where even she knew that all hopes are lost but her heart didn't want to accept that.

Takahashi Mito looked at her. He had been seeing her come by that road for nearly two months and...

*creak*

He got up from his chair and went to switch of the TV.

The beautiful host was already replaced by some buff dude who was reporting the breaking news. There was nothing for him to watch.

"Hmm, live footage? I will see it later. It's not like they would not be showing this for the next two to three days..."

"Hearing the news from that female host feels far pleasant."

{... Here is the footage and we can see some weird creatures suddenly coming out of the mirror and dragging an old man and his dog inside it.}

Takahashi Mito's hand stopped in midair as he stared at the TV.

On it, a mirror monster who came out of the mirror and dragged the old man and his dog to the mirror world was seen.

It was a short video of about 9 secs and it wasn't that clear yet Mito was sure that it was a mirror monster.

He... was not able to tell what was happening for the mean time. His mind just went blank. No thoughts, no ideas, just pure blank.

*Jingle*

It was the sound of the door bell that took him out of his stupor.

He looked at the woman who came again. His eyes then peered through the mirror and all the mirror monsters that were surrounding his store.

The woman didn't saw the change of expression on his face and asked the question that she had asked for the past two months.

"Have you gotten any news of your uncle or my daughter?"

Her voice was low, almost inaudible. She looked sick and tired. She was sick and tired.

Takahashi Mito didn't answer her words. He was still looking at the mirror monsters that were outside his store. Myriads of thoughts flashing by his sight. He felt it.

The woman looked at Mito yet his eyes blanky looked past her.

On not getting any answers from Mito, she turned her back and went out of the restaurant, disappointed and tired.

Takahashi Mito didn't pay her any attention. He was looking at the mirror monsters, remembering what happened in the past. He knew he felt it.

"Did I make a mistake again?"

He mouthed.

His attention finally went towards the lady who was walking by the road.

A part of him wanted to dash out of the store and stop her. To tell her everything, to let her be in peace and to be in peace himself.

Yet another part of him was afraid. Afraid that his words would end her life.

"What is better- to live while suffering or to know and accept it? Will she be able to though?"

This was the question that always stopped him.

"Who am I to decide how she wants her life to be?"

Takahashi Mito gritted his teeth while saying that.

[Flashback]

Two months ago.

The day when Takahashi Mito lost his unattained inheritance.

Takahashi Mito was quietly walking on the footpath with his head down.

Half an hour ago, Dr Eric's actual relatives- his wife and two kids, took the inheritance as theirs while he was left with nothing.

He looked at the hundred dollar bills in his hands.

"Thankfully I 'took' some of 'my' money from the safe. Thankfully, the safe was registered with my fingerprint."

"If not for the fact that I only have a single pocket to hide money, I would have taken more money. Alas, fantasy is fantasy and reality is garbage."

"I should be able to last a month with this. Two months if I spent it wisely."

Takahashi Mito came to a stop at the bus stop.

He sat on the metal bench and waited for any bus that could take him to the countryside area.

He wanted to go to some rural areas with low amount of mirrors like some barn or village.

That way, he would be in lesser contact with the mirror world and mirror monsters.

A sweet voice broke his chain of thoughts when Takahashi Mito was deep in his thought about his future in an extremely rural area.

"Are you sad, big bro?"

He looked at the direction of the voice and a small head came into his sight.

It was a small girl.

'Suspicious. A little girl who suddenly came to me and to ask such a question out of all the people present in the bus stop. Extremely suspicious. Is it a ploy from the God?'

Takahashi Mito looked above the girls head.

It read- Innocent.

'So she isn't?'

Takahashi Mito raised an eyebrow. He wasn't sure if he should trust the power of the God to check the trick of the God.

'What if it's a big scandal? Results nepotism?'

Takahashi Mito stared above the girl's head, lost in thought.

Let's look at the situation from another angle.

A little girl was hoping down the street to reach the bus stop.

She saw young man with his head down.

She as a stupid kid, felt sad and inquired.

"Are you sad, big bro?"

The man looked at her and then above her head.

The little girl was visibly confused. She thought the big bro was weird.

She gave him a candy and got on her school bus and disappeared from the man's sight.

[Angel Change=TP POV]

Takahashi Mito looked at the candy on the footpath.

When the girl was giving him the candy, he was a little slow and the girl just threw it and got on her bus without looking back.

"Should I pick it up or not?"

"Why did she it give to me?"

"Whatever."

Takahashi Mito picked up the candy and threw it at the dustbin.

"Trash should be properly thrown in the trashcan."

Fifteen minutes later.

Takahashi Mito was still sitting at the bus stop waiting for the bus to come.

He was feeling hungry.

"I haven't eaten properly since I came here."

He asked some people on the bus stop for an eatery to eat.

A few minutes later and he was in front of a restuarant with an owner who had a kind smile.

Except the words above his head were glaring red- Evil Soul.

"What does evil even represent? Petty crimes like adulteration, pick pocketing or is it like murder and that level of crimes."

"Dr Eric also had one above his head as well. Adding to the fact that I have encountered more than 10 people with that word is not that great of an estimation."

Takahashi Mito mumbled and went to search for a different restuarant.

As for reporting the person with the Evil Soul and all, he didn't care.

He was him and they were them. No contact means no relationship to each other meaning whatever the other do he didn't care.

Four hours later

Takahashi Mito was still sitting at the bus stop waiting for his bus.

He would have already been sitting on one if he hadn't missed it due to the not finding a good place to eat.

"I already haven't eaten for a whole day, why couldn't I wait a few more hours? Stupid."

"Why do the buses for countryside only runs once every six hours?"