That day their paths truly crossed. Forever. It was long overdue to talk, without haste, without lies, without the rain that had already been flooding Tokyo for the third week, as if it wanted to wash away all this rot. But something always got in the way.
Kaoru leaned back in the old chair. A cigarette smoldered between her fingers, as if it had a life of its own. She exhaled the smoke slowly sometimes in a thin stream through her nostrils, sometimes in a heavy cloud through her slightly parted lips. Her eyes were half-closed. Either from fatigue or from exhaustion. The room smelled of mold, an old carpet, and something sweetly rotten, like a forgotten corpse in the basement. The floor creaked under her feet when she finally stood up. Dust rose in a light cloud and settled back down, as if it didn't want to leave.
The phone lay on the table. She stared at it for a long time and finally decided.
At school, Genzo sat staring at the wall. The teacher was saying something, but his voice was just background noise, like the rumble of thunder outside the window. Renji leaned closer and yawned.
"Genzo, are you going to the station today? We need to stamp the cargo."
Genzo didn't answer. His thoughts dragged heavily, like wet snow stuck to his boots.
Renji, you've been by my side for so many years. You learned to notice the little things. And yet you don't see how your grandfather raped women, traded people, and poisoned them with shit. How he killed Hoku Mizuno's mother. First they raped her. Then the infection set in. She rotted alive. Blood, pus, organs failing. Her arms and legs stopped obeying her. And you… you just stayed silent all these years.
"Hey," Renji nudged him with his elbow. "Are you even here?"
Genzo blinked and came back.
"Yeah. Of course I'm going. I just zoned out."
He stood up. The rain outside was disgusting, thick. His shoes were already soaked when he left the school. Genzo changed at home into a simple hoodie and headed to Shibuya. The elevator descended into the underground. The registration office was supposed to be somewhere down there, among the pipes and dim lamps. Mom said to come back quickly, otherwise the rain would get heavier and he'd get completely soaked.
And suddenly he stopped.
Right in front of him, in the semi-darkness, stood a completely naked girl. Her skin was pale, almost glowing. Wet hair stuck to her shoulders. Her eyes were blue. How to describe them so it wouldn't be cliché, Genzo thought for a second. She slowly bent forward and beckoned him with her finger.
Genzo felt something inside him snap.
"Fuck off," he exhaled hoarsely.
He turned around and walked back toward the exit. The rain hit him in the face. His heart was pounding.
This isn't here. This can't be here.
Whatever. Tomorrow I'll calmly go to training, then to the registry office. Maybe I didn't get enough sleep and it was just my imagination.
Kaoru was already dialing the number. Her movements were lazy, regal. The world narrowed.
"I've waited so long," she whispered into the empty room. "I can still kill. I can still rape souls. I can still destroy worlds. I still can."
The phone beeped.
"Kim. You're late."
"We're already on our way. I grabbed one. Kidnapped her, to be precise."
"Perfect. I'm waiting."
"Oota and Mina are with us. They've already… fucked her properly. From behind."
Kaoru smiled with the corner of her mouth.
"Excellent. Hurry up."
She opened the closet. The old Makarov gleamed coldly. One shot, and bone turns to dust.
A dark car crawled along the outskirts. Rain lashed the roof. Muffled screams and the gurgling of blood came from the back seat. Kim drove in silence. Oota and Mina grinned at their phones.
"Kiiiim, when are we there already?" Mina whined.
"Soon. Hold on."
The house outside the city stood dark like a crypt. The smell of rotten food and death greeted them as soon as they opened the door. Kim dragged the girl out of the trunk, she was tied up, missing one arm, the entire trunk covered in blood. He threw her onto the floor like a bag of garbage.
The girl screamed through the duct tape. Tears mixed with the dirt on her cheeks. She didn't understand where she was or who these people were. She didn't care. The only thing that mattered was the pain.
Kaoru sat in the chair. Black eyes, bottomless. Not red. Not white. Just an abyss. It was banal, but in these eyes it wasn't just the color black, the black color was merely the shell of this shit.
"Do you know why we're here?" she asked calmly.
Oota: "I don't know, you know best yourself."
Mina: "I'm not interested."
Kim: "To rape this whore, just say yes."
All three shrugged.
Kaoru: "No… Not for that."
"To put an end to it," she answered for them. "To the one who started all this rot. I want to hear it from you yourselves. Whether it's moral or not, decide for yourselves. I don't care."
Rain drummed on the roof. The girl on the floor sobbed. The stump of her arm was still bleeding.
Kim stood up first. He approached. Looked down at her from above. The same look he had in the car.
"And I'll put an end to it my own way."
He dropped to his knees. Roughly flipped the girl face down and pressed her against the dirty floor. She twitched, but her body no longer obeyed. Kim unzipped his fly, pulled out his hard cock and thrust in sharply, without preparation, all the way to the hilt.
The girl arched. Her eyes bulged out of their sockets. The pain was so intense that the world narrowed to a single wet slap after another. She tried to scream, but the duct tape choked her. Blood from the stump smeared across the floor and his knees. He grabbed her by the hair, yanked her head back so he could see the tears, snot, and fear.
The girl lifted her head and looked at Kaoru. What is this? What is this feeling, terror and fear of hopelessness, or something else? These aren't monsters, these aren't evil schoolkids, these are killers with temperament and without morality. The girl lowered her head again.
"Quiet, bitch," he whispered in her ear and started pounding harder. Deeper. Rougher. The floor creaked. Her body clenched with every thrust, trembled, tried to resist. He growled, feeling her break from the inside. Hot blood dripped onto his skin. He didn't stop. He drove into her again and again, as if he wanted to turn her inside out.
Oota and Mina watched in silence. So did Kaoru. Not a word. Only heavy breathing and wet slaps.
Kim came sharply, with a low growl, burying himself to the balls and staying there for a long time. Hot cum mixed with blood on the floor. He slowly pulled out his cock, wiped it on her thigh and zipped up. Kim leaned down and said to the girl:
Kim: "You know why I love raping people?"
Girl: "W-what? Why would you tell me your story? It's obviously banal, you just like it, right?"
Kim: "No, no, the pleasure is only temporary. I remember the smell of my dead father. My own mother locked him in prison, and they brought him back already rotting. He died, and my mother took the money for herself. That's the kind of people they are, ready to tear each other apart for money, even if it's their own relative, or even their own son. You know, it's absurd that evil doesn't need justification, because evil doesn't even exist. People just do things, and whether it's evil or not no longer matters. Alright, fuck, I got into philosophy or something. That's unnecessary."
Girl: "A-and what did you do?"
Kim: "I killed her and burned her."
The girl gasped and started crying again.
The girl lay motionless. Only her shoulders trembled slightly.
Kaoru leaned forward. "Fuuuh, kill her."
"Now we've really put an end to it."
She stood up, took the Makarov from the table and calmly, almost tenderly, pulled back the slide.
Kaoru asked one last time. The girl only tried to wave it off, but the pistol barrel was already under her chin.
Kaoru: "Before the end of this circus, tell the truth, was it fun like in childhood?"
The girl only smiled softly, with tears in blood and cum.
Girl: "Yes. Yes. Yes. Those were the best minutes of my life. Unforgettable emotions. You showed me all the rot of the human soul. I don't regret it."
Kaoru: "Well, there you go. You got what you wanted all your life. Now it's too late to regret."
Outside the window darkness.