Erayu's notebook ~

[Erayu]

The final step, you invite and welcome death
Pay homage to me with your last breath

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Kirai just kept walking, not paying attention to all of the people trying to start a conversation with him with some lame, random questions. He really didn't like the total randomness that people would approach him with. And he'd probably ignore “Kirai-san, are you alright?” as well, if not the fact that he felt someone touching his shoulder. Great, now all people would start to touch him to get his attention? How freaking annoying.

He raised his eyebrow when she reasoned her question and sighed quietly. She had good eyes... Oh right, eyes. If she was planning to follow him around he might as well check this girl out. As he turned his head around to look at her, he didn't really recall her face. In the other hand, everyone in this school would know about him so it was nothing new for someone random to come up to him and start a conversation, gathering all of their courage. But he didn't really mind, as it was jus normal.

His eyes widened for few milliseconds when he saw her eyes, though. Dark... Not as black as his, because they had some color in them, but in a right light they were almost as dark as his. He bit his lower lip and stopped staring at her like that. No, he had to act normal after all. Kirai smiled gently and shrugged.

“Thank you for worrying about me, ma bell femme, but I assure you I'm completely fine.”

Kirai mixed some French inside of his sentence. It would always work. He tried not to think about her eyes. Now he just had to figure out who she was, as it was pretty rude not to know who you're talking with. What was that girl's name and from what section she was... Now that he thought about it, her face seemed to be familiar, but she was probably the type who stood far away and occasionally congratulate him. Her name, name, name... Sumiko. Yeah, he got it right. Isao Sumiko from... Criminology. Oh, god damn it. Wasn't her family in Police as well? Kirai sighed and frowned to himself for a second. It's getting annoying.

“Holidays? They were perfectly fine. I might even be forced to call them boring.”

He smiled politely, standing in one place as he didn't really want to go any further. His foot would refuse to do so as well. She stood next to him, well, now he at least could look at her more carefully. She was kind of cute, but really, he wasn't interested in such things. The only thing that was important in her were her eyes, even though he started to question her normality after thousand of normal, boring question would fall onto him from her side. Oh well, he was used to such stuff, though. Most of people would ask him that. At least he had all of the answers ready, but it's not like he ever had any problems with thinking about stuff on the place.

“My day, eh? I think it's good so far, although waking up so early again can be quite annoying, don't you think?”

Kirai shrugged and wondered about her next words. Class? Let's skip that question. Class sucked as always, as they wouldn't really say anything interesting. Besides, it was first class this year, no information, just some welcoming stuff. He never liked that. Such a waste of time. It wasn't even worth being lied about.

“Biology.”

When she said Criminology he just sighed. Why did it have to be so complicated? If she'd suddenly disappear it would cause an unbelievably big shitstorm, because it was quite obvious that if her family were detectives, all of their friends would care much more as well. It was risky, and yet... He wanted them. Her eyes. He wanted to steal her soul, open the gates to it...

“Oh... alright, see you later, then.”

Piano room? Playing the piano wasn't anything special for him, as he was taken as a perfect kid and he had to know how to play it as well. His mother was teaching him... Meh, he was thinking about her again. Not good. Somehow, today the vision of his parents would come back to him pretty often, and really, it wasn't anything nice nor worth thinking about. He just got it out of his head and smiled at the girls, waving to them and turning around. He had to attend biology after all, but seeing a big group of girls running in his direction he decided to take different route.


~*~


Biology was something he enjoyed. Oh, obviously he would. It was pretty obvious that he was studying medicine. Just think about all these possibilities when he will be done with the university... Yeah, being a doctor would open a lot of new gates for him. Normal ones and the soul ones as well. He was 21 already and he had 2 years of medicine left to go, but honestly, he didn't mind. Then... 3 years of specialization? Something like that. But still.

The class passed pretty quickly though as he didn't even pay attention to the time. While everyone was leaving the classroom, he already knew where should he head right now. Piano room, huh? Yeah. Getting closer to that girl would help if he wanted to steal her eyes. And although risky, it had some pros as well. For example, if he could get her to fall for him completely, he would have an opportunity to look into some detective's work, although he had few “friends” at the Police station as well.

He entered the room slowly, looking at this girl playing. Kirai closed the doors quietly and hoping that she didn't realize that he's here yet he walked over to her, standing behind this girl and looking at her fingers, dancing on the piano keys. The music wasn't bad, although she could work on her technique... Why not “help” her, then? He smiled and leaned down, laying his palms on her hands, his head almost laying on her shoulder.

“You're pretty good, ma bell femme, although your hands should be more like... this.”

He spoke to her quietly, fixing her hands' position to a more straight one. Just like his mother used to correct him. Oh, how ******** nostalgic. He walked over to the side of piano, leaning against it in a casual position and looking at her carefully.

He actually tried not to think about her eyes being almost like his. Kirai was actually still wondering if it was worth the bother to get further involved with this girl. She could be his disaster. If she'd ever find out who he is, he'd probably be doomed, unless she was already in love with him. Well, would that even help? He could be with any girl in this school, and yet, he didn't have a girlfriend. Wasn't it weird?

Now that he thought about it - it certainly was. People surely were talking about it, although no one was brave... or stupid enough to bother him with such stuff. No one knew what he's up to after school as well. To be honest, all of his friends knew nothing about him, while they thought that he's like an open book. A smart, handsome and polite young man with who everyone wanted to spend their time with. And yet, no one could, because he didn't get close with any of these people.

He didn't bother to think about it for too much, though. Instead, he just looked at this girl with a fake interest. Fake emotions... No one was ever able to tell that he's not being honest with them, and well, better for him. It would be too annoying.


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I never believed that Devil was real
But God couldn't make someone as filthy as me

[Erayu]

Turn away don't show your facexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Forget your future is lostxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Consumed by rage, eyes full of hatexxxxxxxxxxx
I pray for holocaustxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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While she was complaining and screaming like she would be his old wife, he just ignored most of it, acting like he had to focus on the driving so much and he couldn't listen to her.

“Blah, blah, blah. You didn't pee in your pants, did you? No one would recognize you, my job is usually kept as a secret. Also, no one would dare to touch my things.”

He explained, forcing a calm tone. Really, were all girls here so loud? Because if they were, Lyr will make sure to bring a sticky tape with him everywhere, just in case they'd want to speak too much. Somehow, Italian girls were a bit... more silent. At least when they were around him. Perhaps these just needed to learn their place, that's all. Also, yeah, things. Because what was she? She was as good as dead anyway, why should he respect her or something? She was a kind of troublesome thing though - too loud. Perhaps he should stop by some shop for perverts and get something funny to stick in her mouth, so she'd be forced to go around like that? Lyr chuckled quietly. If not the leash and collar, such a thing... Man, he was starting to become a weirdo around her.

When she asked about the papers he bit his lip, not sure what to answer. Oh well, he might as well jus respond with something random or something that wasn't exactly true, couldn't he?

“I need those for my work, because you know, unlike some people I can't take money from my daddy's credit card.”

Lyr replied rather coldly, not getting into any details. He couldn't possibly tell her that there's a letter from her family, right? And also that he had to kill her classmate... Man, this city was screwed.

“By the way, do you know that Takahawa Kasumi girl?”

He asked, faking the I-don't-care tone. Well, wait. He didn't care. It wast just another person who had to die probably because she was rich and someone didn't like it. These aristocratic kids would get what they deserved anyway. Yeah, it was quite obvious that Lyr didn't like them. Didn't like? It was a true hatred. He was more than happy to kill another one. Cleaning this world up from trash was a good thing after all, and even if his hands were so bloodstained, he honestly didn't mind. Someone had to do it, right? It was all their fault that his parents were in such a debt anyway. If these people wouldn't be so greedy, perhaps... His life could be more normal? Well, nevermind. At least now he's doing something useful.

When he heard where she wants to go he raised his eyebrow. Library, library... It was that place with books, right? Ah, how embarrassing. Of course it was. But honestly, Lyr would never bother to read a book unless he absolutely had to.

“It's not my fault I don't know anything about such stuff.”

He just mumbled in response, kind of embarrassed, as he turned the GPS on and located the main library. Besides, normal life was definitely not for him. He didn't even know why he's bothering to drive her around. What did he suddenly become? Her driver or what? Pff, yeah, maybe their roles changed? Heh, please. He still was in charge here... right? It didn't really matter that he obeyed her wish completely. Oh, god damn it. Well, it was his fault anyway, as he had no better idea where to go, right? And besides, he heard that libraries were quiet, so when she will read her books or something like that he'll be able to read this letter.

He parked his car in front of a big, classic-looking building. He bit his lower lip, not sure what to do now. To be perfectly honest, that was his first time being in such a place. Yeah, kinda embarrassing, but he couldn't help it, could he? His whole life, since his early years, was spinning around city, streets, violence and Mafia. He grabbed the letter from the back of his car and stuffed it into his pocket, as he got out of the car and looked around.

“Okay, get out.”

He looked down at Erin and closed the car doors. When she finally got her a** out of the Lamborghini as well he made sure it's properly closed and grabbed her arm, pushing her so she'd walk in front of him. She was better at this stuff after all, right? When they got in Lyr looked around carefully. Damn, this place sure was big. And full of freaking books. Seriously, what the hell...

“Well, I guess you're free to do anything you want to do here. Just don't do anything stupid.”

He mumbled and just left her at the entrance. If she'd try to escape, he had the gun anyway, right? Instead of spying on her like a stalker, he walked away, taking a seat by the table nearby and getting the letter out of his pocket. Skipping first few words, as they were just a mere, lame and so-called polite words of introduction, he proceed to read the second paragraph. “We'd like to request another assassination...” Oh, so they were aiming at eliminating their whole family? In that case, Lyr could just wait to get a letter asking him to kill Erin. Ah, well. “High security systems...” Danger? Well, that's something that Lyr wouldn't refuse to. Finally more interesting job, probably. “We're ready to pay 10 millions of U.S dollars.”

“What the hell?!”

Okay, Lyr couldn't help but stand up, staring at the piece of paper. These people... They were crazy. Paying that much just to kill some two old farts with few bodyguards running around their mansion?

“Shh, this is library, you have to be quiet!”

He noticed that the woman who probably lent out the books looked at him like he'd commit the worst crime on the world and Lyr automatically calmed down, blushing slightly and turning his head around. Yeah, he had no idea about the fact that he had to be quiet in libraries. He heard that libraries were peaceful places, but he didn't know that he couldn't make any sounds at all. It was probably the first time in few years that he actually... blushed. Yeah, being scolded always sucked, and especially when some older women were actually doing this. Hey, it wasn't his fault, right?

Instead of standing here like an idiot he stuffed the letter back into his pocket and decided to check what Erin is doing. Honestly, he hoped that she didn't see the situation that happened right now. Well, she'd probably heard that someone was screaming, but he turned his head too fast and didn't even pay attention to anyone around. Oh well... Lyr started to walk between the shelves, staring at the books with an idiotic facial expression. There was a lot of this s**t... Really, did people bother to read such big books about nothing at all?

He passed through the historical section and went into the novel one. Oh, great. Harlequins everywhere. Lyr frowned, feeling that this section was definitely not for him. He just started to walk forward, looking around with a childish interest in his eyes. It was quite obvious that it was his first time in the library, because his eyes were surely telling it all.

A childish spark appeared in his red eyes as he found a book about weapons. Yeah, that could be called something for him. He took it off the shelve carefully, wondering if he was allowed to. But in the other hand, all of these people were doing it, so why wouldn't he? He totally forgot about the fact that he had to watch over Erin, as he started to look at the pages of this book, looking for something that could interest him a bit. No new information were attached, as his knowledge about such stuff was great, but it was always nice to remind himself some random, small stuff, wasn't it?

And well, it was nice and quiet over here. Besides, Erin wasn't as stupid, was she? And if she was... Lyr could catch her easily and, for example, shoot in her knees so she wouldn't be able to walk by herself ever again. Yeah, perhaps if she would be stuck on a wheelchair she wouldn't be such a pain in the a** at times.

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Shut the gates to hell and lock the doorxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Throw away the key and say no morexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
As time slips into the oceanxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
It won't come back with an act of devotionxxxxxxxxxx

[Erayu]

Let's play a game of two
I'll play God and you'll play you
Let's play a game tonight
I'll play Dark and you'll play Light

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He just smiled and shrugged, staring at her carefully. Yeah, she could see caution in his eyes, but it was just normal - he was always looking at people like that. Asked why he was doing it, he was replying that since his parents got killed he has to be more aware of his surroundings. Because yeah, it did sound reasonable, didn't it? And said by Kirai, it was reaching a whole new level of making sense.

“No problem.”

He replied smoothly, smiling politely and looking up at the ceiling. Ah, what a ******** up day. He actually managed to spot someone with such eyes and for now, he couldn't get them for himself. Tapping his fingers on the piano slowly, he bit his lip again and looked down at her, as he realized that she's actually embarrassed by his nickname. Oh well, too bad.

“But I'm only telling the truth, and true nicknames aren't something you should be embarrassed about, ma bell femme.”

Kirai smiled gently and chuckled few seconds later.

“I'm sorry, I'm just teasing you. I'll stop if you feel uncomfortable with it, Sumiko-san.”

Yeah, he would stop. Anything to please others, eh? Such a perfect guy. He was the one that all these girls' mothers would tell them to marry. Ah, too bad they would never do it and too bad he was in fact a psychopathic, serial killer. But nothing could be perfect, right?

As light hit her posture he couldn't help but sigh, looking at the darkness he stood in right now. Oh, how ******** ironic. He could even probably laugh, but he held himself from showing any emotions linked to their current position. There was no need to pay attention to such thing, right? If she'd only knew about everything, she'd surely find it ironic as well.

She surely wouldn't laugh, though.

“Oh? Well, it's nice to change your usual routine sometimes.”

He just shrugged. Seriously, people were always so surprised when he actually fulfilled their wishes, but he was doing it pretty often, actually. He was almost eating from their hands, being enslaved by all of the people around. He was doing anything to please them, and yet they saw him as a person who couldn't be predicted. When he was at his mansion - yes, he was just an unpredictable psychopath here, but at school? Come on. His acting skills were perfect. Okay, maybe he didn't exactly fulfill every wish of people around him, but the ones that could be easily done... why not? It was pleasing people and making them like him more, and more... And thus, their vision was totally blurred by his perfect posture. How naive.

When she spoke to him again he just frowned, his eyes looking at her with a disappointment in them. So she didn't want to be around him? Well, now she was kind of confusing. Perhaps she was denying herself? If so, he probably needs to show her that he's not nagging and make her realize that she in fact wants to be around him.

“Okay, very well, then. I don't want to bother you anymore.”

He just forced a small smile and turned around on his foot, starting to walk away. And then, his cellphone rang. Was it better to pick up here or a noisy corridor? Well, the answer was quite obvious, at least for him. He got his cellphone out of his pocket and checked who's calling. Ah, yeah, this one surely wasn't a pointless call. He pressed the green button and got the cellphone up to his ear.

“What's up?”

“I-- I found that girl! You know, the one with golden eyes.”

He could hear this guy's proud voice, as his eyes widened and sparked with excitement. Oh, ******** yes... Also, good thing his back faced Sumiko now. And he stood at least few meters away from her, trying to speak quietly.

“Any r's for me?”

Yeah, he wouldn't say requests for organs, right? Especially with that girl around. R was such a nice shortcut.

“Yep, one for a heart. But I brought her to the mansion anyway. She was strugglin' and y'know...”

“It's okay, it's okay. Just wait for me.”

And he hang up. Golden eyes... Yeah, his new victim was such a pretty, blonde-haired girl. But it didn't really matter. The only thing that had any importance for Kirai were eyes and only them. Nothing else.

He couldn't possibly stay in school now. He wouldn't even think about anything else than his new victim. And that's exactly why he just waved shortly at Sumiko and went out of the room, running down the corridors to finally get out on the parking and get into his car as fast as he could do it. Oh, how he loved his Bugatti. It could go on such speeds, and he wouldn't hold himself back now. Few seconds later, he was on his way already.

Parking his car in front of the mansion, the gate closed after him automatically and he ran up the stairs, entering his sanctuary, making sure the doors are locked. As he went to the salon, he saw a pale, black-haired guy with glasses on his nose, sitting with a blonde girl on the couch. She was obviously unconscious, and he was stroking her hair gently. Oh yeah, he was just a pretty insane “friend” of Kirai. But, instead of eyes, he liked to collect... hair. How weird could they possibly get? Not much more than they are right now, that's for sure.

“Go to the dungeons, I'll get changed and join you.”

He ordered the guy around and Matsuhito just shrugged, going away with this girl, as he was carrying her. Kir decided to wear some old clothes and ran after him, entering the dark corridor and closing the doors after him carefully. The smell hit him directly in the face, but honestly, he didn't even mind anymore. Touching the slightly wet wall, he proceed to go deeper into the welcoming darkness. Kirai spotted the right doors fastly and entered the room, looking at the single lamp hanging off the ceiling. It was enough, though. The room was kind of dirty itself, but the lamp gave perfect light.

His “friend” was standing next to the table on which the girl was laying, still unconscious, as he was staring at her face.

“Should we wake her up before we'll actually do anything?”

Kirai just shrugged, not really interested. Instead, he started to tie the girl up, so she wouldn't struggle too much if they'd actually wake her up. And Matsuhito looked like he wanted to do it.

“Okay, okay, wake her up.”

He shrugged again and took the rubber gloves on his hands and threw a pair to Matsuhito as well. That was surely a dirty job.

“Aaaalright. Man, I'd eat something.”

Matsuhito proceed to wake the girl up slowly, as Kirai scratched his head, kind of amused.

“Good job thinking about food in such moment.”

They both chuckled and as they heard the first moan of the girl, Kir shrugged and started to take her eyeballs out, as Matsuhito cut her chest apart.

Few screams and lots of blood later the heart was safe and ready to be delivered as fast as it was possible. Matsuhito changed his clothes instantly and ran with it outside, because well, he couldn't afford to be late. Hearts had a pretty big value. Kirai didn't care about it at the moment though, as he stared at the bloody corpse and then at her eyes in his hand. So pretty... He smiled to himself and went out of the room, planning to add these to his beautiful collection. He'd take care of the corpse later. As in, he'd just throw it to the last room in this corridor, where they'd hide everything.

Every room in this place was protected by the high-tech security systems, even though they looked pretty old. But it was just that they both liked the atmosphere. Like in a horror movie. He had to wait for Matsuhito to come back with the money anyway, and well, his “friend” probably wanted to cut her hair off as well, so in the end it would be Matsuhito who'd take care of the corpse.


•••



I never believed that Devil was real
But God couldn't make someone as filthy as me

[Erayu]

Let's play a game of two
I'll play God and you'll play you
Let's play a game tonight
I'll play Dark and you'll play Light

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After everything was done, Kirai went to shower and wash his clothes. Changed, clean and absolutely satisfied he went back to the salon, just to see Matsuhito sitting on his couch and munching on a bun. Looking at how everything went back from crazy to normal, he just sighed and made himself a tea, sitting next to this guy and starting to count the money that were laying in a big, silver case on the table. After few minutes of silence, he just nodded.

“Yep, two millions. So that makes...”

He started to count the money to 500,000 and then gave it to Matsuhito. Some might ask why he got such a small amount compared to Kirai, but guess it was just all of this boy's charisma. Of course it wouldn't be 50/50. It was his dungeon after all, the risk he took on himself and such. Oh, and obviously protection.

“M'mkay. I'll take my leave, then.”

And he was alone again. Alone, not counting one fresh corpse down. But guess it wouldn't really talk with him, would it? He rubbed his tired eyes and decided to take a nap, with 1,5 million of U.S dollars laying on the table in front of him.

His cellphone ringing was the first thing he heard after waking up and probably the thing that woke him up. Well, ******** it. He rarely got any extra sleep that would be peaceful. He rarely slept good anyway. But calls were important, no matter how you looked at it. Especially when he saw who's calling.

“What's up?”

“And what can I say? They're on the move again, and to be honest they're moving quickly. You may want to strengthen your defense again. By the way, I've sent you new passes for the Police Database, they forced everyone to change it again.”

“So basically, they're on the move and what about it? They were since few years, you know. And I'm still safe.”

“There's this new, weird girl and along with the chef they are moving fast, that's what. I might be wrong but you're already on the suspect list, because at first, they're taking rich people. You'll see everything when you'll log on my account, though. Be careful with proxy.”

“Name of the girl?”

“Ugh, let's see... Sumiko Isao. The case got basically picked up again when she joined, because they were left clueless after the last time.”

“Sumiko Isao? Man, you almost got me scared here. I'll check everything though and if that's necessary, I'll start pulling the right strings.”

“What? You know her?”

“I'm pretty sure she's crushing on me.”

“Ah. Somehow, it didn't manage to surprise me. Well, catch up on the situation, I'll wait for the orders.”

“Yep, yep. You'll receive them soon.”

He hung up. On the move, eh? Well, problems weren't something that Kirai wasn't used to. Taking out his laptop he sat on the couch again and opened it, waiting patiently till it will finally start. He opened the mail and memorized all of the numbers instantly, deleting it soon after and copying it from his memory to a safe file. It wasn't good enough, though, so few hidden copies sent to his emails would do the thing. He remembered it, but why struggle when he'd accidentally forget? Even though it was rather impossible.

Typing the I.D and password in, he logged into Police's Department database, making sure he's using the right proxy. Yawning without any special interest, he started to read about his case. Blah, blah, nothing really new, except... Shortlist and tips? Medical history, rich enough to soundproof rooms, isolated property... Kir frowned and bit on his lower lip. It might actually be kind of troublesome, as he fit into these perfectly. Perhaps Ryu wasn't lying and he's really suspected now? Well, what would be troublesome. He couldn't possibly let anyone except his trusted people into the mansion, and if Police would come... Dungeons were sealed and closed to any strangers, and he could always say that there's no way to open them. The doors were strong and they wouldn't give in even to an explosion, but then, they looked old and it would be suspicious why such old doors are so strong. The secret was lying inside, though, as the security system was working there. Yeah, he needed to strengthen his defenses. Very well.

Another day in school, another silly conversations with people and this sweet, polite smile on his face. He was trying to avoid that Sumiko girl, though. He shouldn't really get involved with her, and let's be honest here - her words yesterday could be taken as a refusal to spend her time with him. And funny how she was one of his main enemies right now. Keep friends close but enemies closer, eh? Well, whatever. He perhaps didn't have any supernatural powers in his hand that would help him to get out of the current situation, but he had contacts, influence and money. He could as well get into the government right now - but why? Manipulating Police from here would be clever, but these people couldn't be trusted. No one could, to be honest, although Kirai had more fun playing with people from underground part of the city. They were useful, loyal like dogs and some of them could be called blood-bound to him already. No, it wasn't his family, but it was his family's influence. His parents died long time ago, but he made sure to keep it like that.

Approaching his classmates with a natural smile on his face, he sat with them in cafeteria, which wasn't normal. He usually sat alone, although people were joining him anyway. But he needed to be in group right now. Keep himself covered, even.

“Ahh, Kirai-kun! You should totally go with us on this band's concert tomorrow. It will be fun~”

Some girl's voice woke him up from thinking and he looked up at her, wondering. Tomorrow? Sounds fair enough. If he'll go out with them, they won't bother to visit him, as he hated to have guests. When someone came over to him he usually just walked out of the mansion and stood here, talking with them or proposing to go somewhere for a coffee. Or saying that he's busy. Or not opening at all. Well, one of these. No one really knew what he's up to after school, and when he actually decided to go out with someone, it was really rare.

“I think I'll find some time for you, guys.”

Kirai smiled politely and everyone started to thank him. Ugh, how pathetic. Well, their moods seemed to went from normal to unbelievably happy in this one moment, so whatever. He didn't even know what band it was, but probably some popular one, as everyone seemed to be overly excited with it. Kirai didn't really wanted to go, but once in a while he could make an exception.

“Yay! You know, they're...”

And when she ranted about how awesome that band was, he kind of spaced out again. He wasn't really worrying, he was just... thinking about a perfect plan for the current situation. Of course it would be clever to stop killing for now, but that's not really the point, is it? He didn't really want to go to jail, although he had quite a few buddies in here. In the other hand, if he'd for example, help them escape, they would cause quite a chaos and would be on his side. Then again, if police would figure out that they're on his side, they could just assume that that was the killer's point to turn their attention away from him and that he has quite a power, thus it would make the shortlist smaller... Ah, damn it. Well, at least he knew who he's against. He looked at Sumiko for few seconds, and then stood up.

“Okay, I'm done with my lunch. See you in class, people.”

He smiled cheerfully and walked out of the cafeteria, leaving his plate at the counter. And only a few people managed to see that he didn't eat anything before it got trashed by the woman working here.

The classes passed quickly and he went out of the university. He couldn't drive home yet, though. Today he had a very important meeting arranged... well, probably arranged, if only Matsuhito took care of everything. He got into his car and closed the doors after him, getting his cellphone out and picking the right number.

Beep, beep, beep...

“Everything is set. Main church in Tokyo, you have one hour. ”

“Main church? That idiot. There will be a lot of people...”

“Actually, it will be guarded from every side. People will think it's just some celebrity attending a private mass or something. Get a hoodie, though, because somehow you'll need to walk in. While walking out I'm sure you'll be covered.”

“Bleh, fine.”

He hung up and started to drive in the direction of his house just to grab a black hoodie and switch to a car he particularly never used. Silver Audi r8 v10. It was surely a pretty one, but he liked his Bugatti way more. He used this one... maybe once or twice. Main church, eh? That could be expected.

He arrived too early, although some people gathered around already. Kirai parked behind the church and got the hood on, sneaking inside by the back entrance. He looked around - it was surely empty. He just shrugged and sat on the altar nonchalantly, one leg on another. Now he just had to wait, right?

When the doors opened he realized that around the church there's a lot of black cars and men in suits. Oh, how ironic. Doors closed, causing the darkness to come back, as young man proceed to walk though the church, standing around 10 meters from the altar.

“If I were you I'd get down on my knees and pray.”

Kirai smirked lazily, as he realized that the young boy standing in front of him is kneeling.


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I never believed that Devil was real
But God couldn't make someone as filthy as me