No need to argue about whether Mu Xiaoxiao was a good person. He didn't think he was one. In this world, good people didn't survive.
Only the wicked lived happily. He'd accepted that from the moment he targeted Chisato.
But Serizawa Yukiha—innocent, simple—was different. They'd known each other briefly. She'd initially resented his library activities. Yet she still thought Mu Xiaoxiao was a good person.
No matter what Tsubakihara Yuna said, her impression didn't change.
Splash—
Under the hot sun, cold water splashed her face. Refreshing after track practice. Tsubakihara Yuna glanced at Serizawa's innocent face.
Her figure was incredible. A true beauty.
The kind that aroused men's desires. Pure yet tempting. Water droplets sparkling on her skin.
"That guy's definitely after you. Your body." Yuna sighed. "Serizawa, you're too naive. Bad people will take advantage."
"But..."
"She's right, Serizawa. You trust too easily. Easy target."
'Who?'
Yuna tensed, thinking it was Mu Xiaoxiao. She turned—a stranger in work clothes approached. Relaxed.
'Not him. Scared me.'
Masami Kito's eyes, hidden beneath his hat, greedily devoured Serizawa's figure. Her sportswear barely contained her. A stunner. A woman who could drive men to crime.
He imagined pushing her down. Playing roughly. Venting on her delicate body. Making her his toy.
But he hid his thoughts. Even Yuna didn't notice.
"Don't know that boy, but there are many villains. People are unpredictable. Be careful."
"Right, Serizawa. A little rabbit like you will get eaten."
Seeing the stranger agree, Yuna found him agreeable.
Masami glanced at the other girl. Another beauty. 'Many here. Maybe a threesome today.'
"Enough. I trust Mu-kun..."
Yuna gave up. Masami didn't mind. Serizawa's innocence suited his plans.
He wanted to stain her purity.
"Enough talk. Hot day. Sweating. Want to rest in my lounge? Tea?"
"Wouldn't that be trouble?"
"Of course not. Staff lounge. Private. Your friend can come too."
Normally, Yuna would be wary. She wasn't sociable like her sister. But this man had defended her. She trusted him.
She followed.
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In the corridor, the janitor lifted his hat. A crazed smile. Excited.
The girl he'd watched for days—beautiful, innocent Serizawa—would soon be beneath him. His to use.
The other was a bonus. Three-way fun.
Click—
"Sit. I'll get water."
Back turned, he added his prepared drug. Handed them the glasses.
They drank without suspicion. His heart pounded. Excitement spread.
"Staff lounge? Spacious." Serizawa set down her glass. "Uncle? What are you doing?"
Masami grinned, closing curtains. "Privacy..."
'What?'
Yuna's face paled. "You—what did you do?!"
"Kicking in already?" He removed his hat. Stubbled face. Lecherous. Greedy. His hidden desires unleashed.
Burning. Unimaginable.
"Wh-why..."
Shock. Horror. Flames consumed them. Yuna tried to stand—collapsed.
Bang—!
Chairs overturned. They lay on the ground, shaking.
"Aphrodisiac. Told you—bad people exist. Too naive, Serizawa."
"Woo—"
Tears. Fear. The approaching man. Her body betraying her.
Even knowing it was the drug...
"No! Don't come near!!"
"Afraid? Won't hurt you. Make you feel good." He grinned. "Beautiful. Young. Full of life. Never dared before. Now... playthings."
Their writhing forms made him throb.
"Sick of this life. No money. No women. Low-level worker. Cleaner. No future. But now—"
He swallowed. "Two beauties. Play with. Then make money. Rent you out. Top-tier girls like you—rare. Good money, right?"
Already planned.
"First, a few kids. Milk you while you're young. Before beauty fades."
"Disgusting!!"
Despair. Tears. Yuna glared. They wanted to flee, resist. But weakness and desire tortured them.
'If that guy takes me... better than this stinking man...'
'Huh? Seeing him? Hallucinating? When I think of him, why does he appear? Shouldn't I hope for Yuji?'
'Why him?'
'No way!'
Eyes widened. "You—!"
The door opened. Mu Xiaoxiao walked in, smiling.
'Not a hallucination?!'
Yuna froze.
The janitor, excited moments ago, stood frozen. Face twisted. "Why... impossible! What did you do to me?!"
"Mu-kun?"
Panting, Serizawa struggled to open her eyes. A familiar figure.
'Mu-kun?'
Her heart skipped. Cheeks flushed. From him or the drug?
'He really is a good person...'