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「𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲 ⇀ 𝑪. 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒐」

── ❝𝗜𝗧 𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗧' 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗘           𝗧𝗢 𝗥𝗢𝗟𝗘 𝗜𝗧 𝗢𝗨𝗧           𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗘           𝗧𝗢 𝗥𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛❞

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𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦

𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝟎𝟎𝟏

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✧ Osomatsu - Deal

𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭!𝘖𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

You stared at the worn paper in your hands with a raised brow.

'Why did she give me this?' It was given to you quite suddenly, but Totoko wouldn't accept no for an answer. She wouldn't even give you an explanation as to what it was.

Reading over the paper's contents again, you couldn't make heads or tails of it. There was just a lot of jumbled writing in a script you had never seen before. It looked ancient. But why would Totoko even have something like this? It wasn't cute at all.

At the top of the paper, there was a symbol of some kind. It looked like a pine tree. Was it instructions on how to grow a tree?

With a roll of your eyes, you left the paper on the table in front of you. Grabbing the tv remote, you flicked over to the series you were in the middle of watching, aiming to forget about the weird and probably useless piece of paper.

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The only thing that made being a guinea pig for Dekapan even remotely worth it was the amount of money you were given. Even working for a single hour in one day gave you enough money to last the entire week.

Now, though, you were starting to wonder if you should even be helping him anymore.

Laying on your bed, with blankets thrown onto the floor and your legs clamped together, you hissed curses at the crazed old man.

"Damn you Dekapan..." a shudder ran through you at the slight movement of your body. Temporary, mild side effects, he said. Nothing too serious, he said. He knew all that, but forgot to tell you that the disgusting concoction of a drink he had made was basically viagra.

What were you supposed to do? Touching yourself wasn't helping — you needed something inside you that would satisfy you. In the back of your mind you wished you had taken your friend's advice and gotten some toys. Your cheeks burned at the thought.

Gritting your teeth, you slowly sat up on your bed, panting heavily as each movement of your body sent heat straight down to your core. You didn't know what you were planning to do, but you had to get your phone. You vaguely remembered it falling onto the floor in your living room.

It was then that you saw the paper on your bedside table. How did that get there?

You were drawn to it instantly. A shaky hand reached out to it, clutching it tightly in your fingers and bringing it close to you. You still couldn't understand what it was. But something was telling you that you needed it. For what, though? How could a piece of scrap paper help you?

"It's not the paper that's gonna help you, babe."

You gasped, hurriedly scrambling off of the bed as you turned to the unfamiliar voice, your shaky legs causing you to collapse to the ground. You bit back a whimper as a needy jolt ran up your spine, and you could just about ignore it so that you could focus on... whatever was in front of you.

It was a man, with a set of dark horns on top of his brown mop of hair and a pitch black wiry tale protruding from the back of his blue suit. He hovered over your bed with a cheeky grin on his lips, the small bat-like wings fluttering gently behind him to keep him up.

"How cute!" He cooed at the bewildered expression on your face. "Don't freak out, doll, I'm just here to help. That's why you summoned me, right?"

"Wha— Who..?" You were sure you had gone insane, a possible side effect of the drink. Who was this guy? What was he? And where did he come from?

The man raised a brow at your stuttering questions, eventually lowering himself to sit casually on your bed. He rested his chin in his hand as he glanced you over, staring at your legs for a moment too long before he chuckled.

"You humans are so weird!" He began. "You summon me, but you don't even know who I am? I should probably punish you for that, but I'm feeling extra generous today. Especially since I haven't been called for a job like this in ages," he dragged out the word, spreading his arm wide over his head for emphasis. He then pointed a thumb at himself, his smug smile revealing a pair of sharpened fangs.

"You can call me Osomatsu. Others know me as the Devil himself. You can call me master, too, if you want. I'm not that picky." He chortled at his own joke, rubbing a finger under his nose. He then continued.

"That piece of paper in your hands is a little summoning spell. Although, the one you've got right now is usually only used by witches — since they're, y'know, pros at that sort of thing. I'm really curious as to how it got into your hands.." he trailed off for a moment before shaking his head.

"Anyway, long story short: you summoned me for something. Whether it was on purpose or by accident, it doesn't matter. I'm here now, se let's get down to business." He grinned mischievously, sitting up straight as his legs hung over the side of the bed, facing you.

"...I-I don't even know why I summoned you.." you mumbled truthfully. You were still unsure about what was going on, but if this was the effect of the drink, then there was no use fighting it. It would all wear off later, right? No harm done.

"Seriously? I mean it's kinda obvious.." Osomatsu moved off of the bed to kneel before you. His pale hand came up to run along your exposed calf, trailing higher and higher until he reached the bottom of your shorts. He played with the material, looking you straight in the eyes. You could see speckles of red in his dark gaze. It mesmerised you. So much so that you didn't notice the same hand move your leg far away from the other, and you yelped as a finger pressed against your clothed bud.

"I can feel the heat coming off of you like fire." He watched in amusement as you practically became putty in his hands when he barely moved his finger over the same area, bucking into him and whining. "So desperate..."

You felt him scoop you up off the floor and into his arms, laying you back onto the bed onto your back.

"Poor thing.." His words were teasing, but the deep rumble in his voice sent shivers up your spine violently. "You summoned me to help you, didn't you? Don't worry.. I'll take very good care of you.."

In a flash your clothes were stripped off of you, leaving you bare on top of the bed sheets, your skin covered in goosebumps from the sudden chill of air. Osomatsu grabbed a hold of your thighs, pushing them apart to take a good look at your pussy, and he licked his lips at the sight of your entrance already drenched.

His fingers returned to fondle at your outer folds, never quite touching your clit. Tears pricked your eyes as the swelling heat inside of you burned your body, the need for him to touch you becoming too much. You tried bucking your hips into his hand, but he only pinned them down with a strength you didn't think could exist, making your squirming uselessly.

"Patience, sweetheart," he leaned over you to plant firm kisses at your neck and under your jaw, his fangs pressing into your skin. His hand slowly dragged itself down towards your entrance, prodding at the wet skin before slipping two fingers inside easily.

You moaned loudly, hands coming up to clutch at the back of his suit in a tight grip. You were already so close, you needed just a little bit more.

"Please.." you begged into his ear, your walls clenching around his thicker fingers. Osomatsu hummed against you, grin widening as he nipped at your earlobe.

"You want more? Isn't this enough for you?" He began pumping his fingers in and out of you at a quick pace, curling them against your warm walls relentlessly, watching you writhe underneath him in pleasure.

"I need more..! Please, please I need more!" You cried. Tears streaked down your cheeks as your orgasm began to build up inside of you, threatening to burst. It was painful, how much you wanted to cum, but he wasn't letting you.

He immediately removed his fingers from you, sitting up to lick at the essence sticking to his fingers. You watched in embarrassment, cheeks ablaze as his gaze bore into your own, his tongue wrapping around his fingers as he took in every last drop. Your thighs were quaking, and your cunt throbbed with pleasure. If possible, you would have came then and there.

Once he was done, he shuffled back away from you, just enough to be able to bend down and place his face between your legs. His hot breath fanning over your sensitive mound caused more of your wetness to drop out of you. His smug grin returned to his face after seeing the effect he had on you.

Without warning, he licked a stripe up the length of your cunt, holding your squirming body still as he did it again. Your mouth hung open as you moaned lewdly at every move he made against you. You almost screamed with ecstasy as he pinched your clit between his teeth, making you see stars.

He continued to suckle at the bundle of nerves before he pushed your lower body upwards, easily accessing your entrance and slipping his tongue inside. He ate you out thoroughly, not once slowing down as you twitched in his hold, bucking against him and forcing him to go deeper, his nose pushing against your clit with force.

Your orgasm was sudden, crashing down on you heavily as you clenched at the sheets beneath you. You panted and gasped wordlessly, legs spreading further apart as you attempted to ride out the waves of pleasure.

Slowly, Osomatsu removed himself from you, catching the few drops of wetness on his moist lips. He stared at your panting form before huffing a laugh.

The heat was still there.

"You humans are so greedy nowadays.." he sighed. He began unbuckling his belt, unzipping his slacks and pulling his boxers down just enough so that his cock was able to spring out, erect and stiff. Your eyes widened at his length and girth, the image of him filling you up making your pussy clench tightly.

Grabbing a hold of your waist, he easily flipped you over onto your stomach, raising your hips into the air as he pressed his tip at your overstimulated entrance. He leaned his chest against your back, his mouth coming close to your ear.

You shuddered, feeling him all around you, encasing you in euphoria. Your mind was fogged with pleasure, focused solely on wanting to reach that high again and again. You didn't want this to stop.

"Y'know.." Osomatsu slipped his head into you, inching his way in at an agonising pace.

"These favours are a two way street. I do something for you, and you do something for me." He paused once he was sheathed inside of you; the feeling of your tight, burning walls constricting around him was a sensation he hadn't felt in a long time. He had forgotten just how good it felt. You had never felt so full.

"You want me to take care of you, right?" He murmured, his voice lowering a few octaves. You nodded quickly, eyes squeezed shut as you felt him twitch heavily inside of you.

"Then be mine and please me. Agree to these conditions, and I'll give you what you so desperately need for as long as you need it."

His simple offer made your skin tingle with excitement. Your hazy mind quickly came to a decision for you.

"Yes, yes please, I— I want this so much, I want you, please," You drooled, begging and needy as you turned your head to look at him through teary eyes. His eyes were no longer dark, they had been overtaken completely by a glowing crimson, bleeding into your own coloured orbs.

As soon as the words left your lips, he pulled his length out of you before pushing into you again in one movement, his swelling length stretching your walls. You cried out as your whole body moved along with him, his hands grasping tightly at your breasts to use them as some kind of handle as he thrusted into you quick and hard.

His hips slapped against your ass as he ploughed into you, your face shoved deeper into the mattress whilst his cock impaled you without mercy. The coil in your abdomen came undone suddenly once more, a white screen covering your vision as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm, triggering another one to follow soon after.

You came over and over again, the sound of your wetness slipping in and out of you with his cock only spurring you on as he took you from behind. You were no longer forming words, only moans and whimpers escaping your throat with each jostle of your body.

You felt Osomatsu's hand clasp around your throat as he groaned, finally stilling as a new warmth filled your insides, coating your already white walls in a new layer of cum. Strings of semen were unloaded into you heavily, seeping out of you and down your slick thighs as he pulled out with a wet pop.

He turned you over, and you suddenly found yourself looking at a ceiling that wasn't your own. It was a deep red, just like the bedsheets underneath you. You faintly furrowed your brows in confusion, your tired mind beginning to wonder where you were until you were picked up from the bed.

You mewled quietly as you were placed into Osomatsu's lap, his arms pulling you into his chest. He grinned down at you, the glow in his eyes still present as he ground your hips against he hardened rod.

"Our agreement starts now, babe. Show me how good you can be, and maybe I'll give you a reward."

Your hands quickly settled against his shoulders as you lowered yourself onto him, sighing as you felt your walls stretching once more.

The effects of that drink wouldn't be disappearing anytime soon.

♔ | 𝐗𝐕𝐈

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Ozo returned to find you kneeling in front of the oven, thick mittens held in your hands as you stared at the cupcakes on the other side of the door.

He watched you for a moment, admiring the way the golden glow of the oven's light stretched over your face, illuminating your eyes with a gentle fire and cheeks with a sweet honeydew.

He shook his head slightly. If he continued to stare at you, he'd probably have to go back into the bathroom again. His easy grin slipped back onto his mouth as he approached from behind, placing his arms around your shoulders and resting his cheek on the side of your head. You jumped at the sudden contact, hands catching his forearms for balance.

"How's it lookin' so far?" His voice lowered so as not to hurt your ears, the vibrations of his words running down your neck.

"Uh.. It'll take a while for them to, y'know, start rising properly, but they look good right now," you stumbled over your words. He hummed in reply, a silence falling over the both of you as you watched the oven with mild interest. The sudden thought of how domestic this whole scenario felt ran through your mind.

"Hey, [Y/N]?" Ozo began slowly. The elephant in the room was going to stomp all over him and kill him if he didn't address it soon. You gave a sound of acknowledgment, your body slightly relaxing into his hold.

"I just... I'm sorry about what happened before with the flour. And leaving you on the floor like... like you were. That was stupid of me. So.. sorry."

He cringed at how lame that whole apology was. He wouldn't be surprised if you didn't accept it and ended up hating him forever.

...Wait. He didn't want that. Maybe he should try again.

"Well, what I mean to say is—"

"It's okay, Ozo."

"I know it isn't, and that's why I wanted to— wait, huh?"

He moved his head back to stare at you, eyes full of bewilderment. Your cheeks were ablaze, but you looked him in the eye nonetheless, fully intending on discussing further.

"What happened earlier.. It's okay. I don't mind it. It was just us playing around, and then the rest was.. an accident. You didn't mean it," you smiled at him timidly, and once again, Ozo's eyes were locked to your pinkish skin.

"..And what if it wasn't an accident?"

Your eyes widened, breath stolen from you for a brief second. He was looking at you like that again. Like when he first saw you. Like when he played with your hair yesterday. Like when he sat beside you at the café. And when he first greeted you this morning...

You didn't register your body moving at first as it spun around on the ground to face him properly, but once you did, you made no move to stop yourself. All hesitancy was gone as you kneeled in front of him, hands clasping onto his shoulders as you raised your upper body to meet his.

The brush of your lips against one another felt electric, your heartbeat speeding up considerably, and even more so when you felt his own thud beneath your fingers.

And then, finally, your lips met in a sweet kiss.

It wasn't like any you had felt before. It just felt so good. Ozo's small whimper of surprise melted into a cute moan, his hands finally taking their place on your hips and pulling you onto his lap as you sat on the ground, lips moving sensually against each other.

He was inexperienced, you could tell that much, so you placed a hand on his cheek, tilting his head to one side as you took the reigns, guiding him to copy your actions.

A warm tingle ran up your spine as his thumbs rubbed circles on your hips, pressing harder as you took his lower lip between your teeth, nibbling at it gently before pulling away, the both of you panting heavily.

He looked gorgeous beneath you, with those cherry cheeks and half-lidded eyes, his hair askew and shirt opened to reveal his smooth neck and collar bones. And you looked just as beautiful as you always did, with those swollen parted lips and eyes staring at him, and only him.

"So.." Ozo spoke first, a grin slowly etching onto his face, "Does this mean you've made a decision?"

You scoffed in amusement, fingers reaching to the back of his head to twirl the smaller locks of hair around them.

"I don't know, you tell me." With a teasing smile — that still shook at the edges — you dove back in for another kiss, pressing a lot harder this time.

You tugged his head back as you prodded your tongue against him desperately, sighing a breathy groan as he easily allowed you access. Your tongue swirled around his immediately, suckling at his wet muscle and revelling in his raspy whines that emitted from his throat.

However, with a swift buck of his hips into you, Ozo gained control, figuring out what to do and instead pushing his tongue into your mouth, eagerly exploring your hot cavern. He wrapped his mouth around your tongue, tugging at it harshly before returning it and continuing to ravish your mouth.

You pressed your chest into his, your breasts pushing upwards and threatening to burst out of the top of the dress, whilst your hips squirmed against his.

Ozo gasped at the movement, suddenly pulling away from you, the thin string of saliva breaking as he moved back.

"W-Wait..." He panted, covering his mouth with the back of his palm. He appeared to be bashful, an expression that you secretly found adorable. "If you do that, then I'll have to leave you here again.. And I don't really wanna do that right now.."

Not entirely understanding what he meant, you nodded anyway. You needed a breather too from the sudden make-out, and opted to rest your forehead against his shoulder, tightening your hold around him as you hugged him. He returned the gesture, his fingers running along the upper hem of your dress, grazing along your skin.

"Are we.. together now?" Ozo murmured. Despite all this, he was still unsure. All of this was new to him, especially being in a relationship with the prettiest girl he had ever seen. And kissing you like that? As much as he enjoyed it, he was still hoping that this would turn into something more. Into something he had yet to experience.

You giggled quietly, massaging his scalp gently.

"Yes, we are. Do you want us to be together?"

"Oh god, yes," he breathed, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck and inhaling deeply. You smelt so nice, felt so amazing, you were just so stunning. He didn't want to let you go, his grip increasing around you.

You snuggled back into his arms, relaxing completely as you smiled. Sure, this all had moved a lot quicker than you had ever thought it would, but it just felt right. Your smile widened as you remembered Dayoko.

She was right. Maybe this was meant to be.

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𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦

𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙮 - 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙯 ı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ıı𝗹ı ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ 𝟬:𝟬𝟭 ─●──────── 𝟯:𝟮𝟵 ◁          𝗜𝗜          ▷

꒷⏝꒦⏝꒷⏝꒦⏝꒷꒷⏝꒦⏝꒷⏝꒷

𝙲𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘 -𝘈𝘒𝘈- 𝗖𝗘𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗨𝗡𝗚 ❝𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒚,

𝙾𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘 -𝘈𝘒𝘈- 𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗖𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝑻𝒓𝒚𝒏𝒂' 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆.

𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘 -𝘈𝘒𝘈- 𝗟𝗔𝗔𝗠𝗖𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒆,

𝙸𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘 -𝘈𝘒𝘈- 𝗭𝗜𝗖𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝑻𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒐.

𝙹𝚢𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘 -𝘈𝘒𝘈- 𝗪𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗖𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝑮𝒓𝒂𝒃 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒈,

𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘 -𝘈𝘒𝘈- 𝗧𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓.

[𝐘/𝐍] [𝐋/𝐍]

𝑰𝒕 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉.❞

❛𝑨 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈_𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔❜ 月

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

❝𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜.❞

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[𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒏, 𝒔𝒐 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒕!]

【𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞!】

✐𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘋𝘔 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯!

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐬

✨[𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍]✨

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬:  ✧

↳ 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 [𝘦.𝘨 𝘖𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘟 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘧!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳] 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 :3

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒:↴

↳𝐍𝐨 𝐁𝐋𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮/𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭

↳𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐔𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞!

↳𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝟏𝟖

↳𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐱𝐦! 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲!

↳𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 (𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧)

«𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶! 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨!»

𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 𝟎𝟎𝟏

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A thick stack of files and papers fell heavily onto the table top, the furniture squeaking dangerously under the sudden weight.

The chair behind it scraped as it was pulled away from the table. The seat was then taken, the figure covered in shadows. Crossing one leg over the other, the tip of his brown leather shoe was the only item that could be seen in the dim lighting of the interrogation room.

"I've brought all these papers, but I doubt that you will need to look through them, zansu."

A woman hummed softly in agreement from the opposite end of the room. Her hands gripped tightly at her exposed upper arms; whether it was from nerves or the coldness of the room, the detective couldn't tell.

He placed a tape recorder onto the table, clicking a few of its switches before he cleared his throat. He glanced at his phone as he read out the date, sitting up straighter in his seat.

"This is Detective Iyami, and in front of me now, I have [Y/N] [L/N]. Now, you've already sworn the oath, correct?"

She nodded, a hushed 'yes' falling from her lips as her eyes focused on the few scattered pictures on the table in front of her. They were in black and white, but she remembered all the vivid colours the day those were taken.

"Then let's just jump into it. I need you to recount to me every single detail — from the minute you woke up to the minute you were brought here, to this room. Everything is crucial in this investigation. Especially if you wanna save their lives, okay, zansu?"

[Y/N] nodded again. The memories of what had happened over the past few months were swirling in her mind, images of their faces popping up in quick succession. One in particular seemed to linger before her eyes. Her heart stung for that brief moment.

"Well," taking a deep breath, she settled herself into her seat a little more comfortably, her heeled foot dangling over her knee. "The day this all started, I remember waking up in a dark room..."

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𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 — 𝟎𝟎𝟏 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆'

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