"Akame." Tatsumi said, stepping from the shadows of the shadowy forest. Akame looked over her shoulder, slightly surprised to see him. "You shouldn't have followed me. Go home." She said, turning her head to look over the extensive countryside from the ledge. "Akame... the war is over. The Prime Minister is dead. We can finally live in peace. Isn't that what you want? Peace?" Akame turned around and faced Tatsumi, the fury evident in her red eyes.

"Peace? You call this peace? The Empire is in unrest. Hundreds die every day due to bandit raids. Najenda promised me she'd keep it under control... She promised me. That's why we took all of the Revolutionary Armies crimes upon our own shoulders, damn it!" She dropped to her knees, Murasame falling from her grasp. She looked up to Tatsumi with tear rimmed eyes, seeming to plead to him. "Were all of their deaths for nothing? Leone? Bulat? Sheele? KUROME!?" She pounded the earth in front of her, distraught. "Their deaths... They're all dead, only for a new threat to arise. What happened, Tatsumi? Where did we go wrong?"

She opened her eyes in surprise as she felt Tatsumi embrace her. "We didn't do anything wrong, Akame. Come on... stop crying. This isn't like you. If the new emperor is deemed a threat... then we will assassinate him, too. Just give it time. The raids will end. The Emperor will prove his worth. The people will be happy. I understand your fear... I feel it, too. But there's no use worrying about it, is there?" Akame brought her eyes up to meet Tatsumi's. She cracked a partial smile, then said "Thank you, Tatsumi. You're my best, and only friend." With that, she returned the embrace. "Come on... it's almost midnight. We need some rest if we're traveling to the capital tomorrow." He then broke the embrace and stood up, offering a hand to his fellow assassin. She gratefully took it, wiped her eyes once more, then followed Tatsumi to the secluded cabin they called home.