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Seta Souji, the infamous magnificent bastard	By : Rago_Dragovian Category: +S through Z > Shin Megami Tensei: Persona (all) > Shin Megami Tensei: Persona (all) Views: 7342 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Nice to meet ya. I'm Adachi," spoke the young detective. "the guy who's been your dad's slave since spring."
"I can still work you harder, you know." replied Ryotaro, annoyed by the young detective's statement.
"Haha, good one, Sir! Ha... ha..." Adachi tried to laugh it off but Ryotaro merely gave him a stern look.
Nanako sat back down having got up when she heard the door open and seeing her father come through.
"Oh, I almost forgot! You're friends with Yukiko Amagi, right?" said Adachi, looking at Souji for the first time. Ryotaro switched his gaze at his nephew as well. "They found her, although she appeared rather beat-up. The police wanted her checked out at the hospital but it seems she was found running away hysterically in one of their doctor's closets. She and her famfily both denied receiving any medical treatment from the Inaba municipal hospital."
"What!" said Souji, sounding horrified. "That's terrible! Someone beat her up?"
"It seems that way. We couldn't confirm anything, the Amagi's, well... they're against her receiving a medical examination from the police medical facility since its located in the hospital, and the only warrant we could get was for the hospital, and after we did a thorough search we found a bo-"
And it was at that point that Ryotaro punched Adachi rather harshly in the face.
"Stop blabbering, dumbass!" shouted Ryotaro, looking even more annoyed than before.
Was... this... a common occurrence? Adachi had done this before when that dumbass Yosuke had nearly got them imprisoned when he brought sharp weapons out in public showing them off at Junes. It was a miracle Adachi hadn't been kicked out for letting everything secret from the police force leak.
"Ignore him." said Ryotaro,
Souji mentally shook his head
'Does Ryotaro just ignore Adachi's slip-ups?'
If this was as common as it appeared then Ryotaro was giving Adachi too much leniency. Any more professional of an individual would have fired Adachi by now.
'And how could Adachi not learn from his mistakes by now? Even a little? He was clearly speaking to what he should be viewing as two children, children talk a lot and spread rumors in school...it's like he wants to be fired...'
Souji didn't give it another thought. He would make note of Adachi's behavior though. The man was, if anything, a blabbermouth and simply couldn't be trusted with information by the looks of it. If Adachi slipped-up and in some way it hurt Ryotaro or even worse, Nanako, he would be sure to smash the idiot's face in.
Though... there could be advantages to having him around. But he appeared to be a double-edged sword from the looks of it.
Nanako continued eating her meal. Souji had long since learned to cook a good meal for himself and he and Nanako only had too much fun trading recipes and making something new from the cookbook Souji had bought for the mere fun of it, it was a good way to bond too so win-win as far as Souji was concerned.
"There are some leftovers in the fridge," Souji told them, preparing to feast upon his delicious meal again, "I could go and-"
"No," Ryotaro cut him off, "Just sit and enjoy your meal, I'll go get it. Adachi, you sit down too."
"Yes, sir" replied Adachi sitting from the opposite side of the couch. "So, you're how is your new life in Inaba, Souji? Must have been boring after living in the city, huh?"
"No," said Souji, Adachi appeared to look surprised for a moment, "I've found plenty to do and spending time with my family is always nice."
"Ha... well, that's always nice to hear. I can't say I'm not surprised." said Adachi, "Say... that hospital Yukiko Amagi was found in..., you work there, right?"
Souji almost dropped his fork.
'How the hell...? What base didn't I cover!'
"Yes," replied Souji, calmly. "Do you need me for something?"
"Well..." Adachi was cut off by Ryotaro's angry shout.
"ADACHI!" he yelled. "Come to the kitchen, you forgot to wash your dirty hands!"
Dinner had been decidedly more uncomfortable for Souji then.
The only thing that could have made the plan fail... had been Sayoko.

Souji panned the sheets he had just rolled out.
'Finally I'm done for the day.'
Souji had finally finished his duties at the hospital for the day. It had been particularly strenuous to get through; he had waited all day for this moment. Yukiko and Chie had been absent from school for the past two days. Yukiko for obvious reasons that Souji knew of and Chie because of some apparent injuries she had been dealt with. Chie was currently resting at home from the burns she had received, not to mention the injuries from the TV. The media was at a clear loss of which story was juicier to report. Rich girl resting at home afraid to go to the hospital due to being locked-up in a mad doctor's closet for a few days, and what with her family filing suit on the hospital, or thieving girl attempting to steal a very grand TV and end-up damaging the thing to an irreparable state while at the same time burning herself somehow.
Chie's family was now looked upon rather poorly in the eyes of Inaba, particularly because she tried to steal from the manager who had recently learned of his deceased son. It had been all over the tabloids for about one whole day. Yosuke's body had, unexpectedly for Souji, been found when the police ransacked the hospital. They had looked through everything that Dr. Masato had been doing for the past few years, even bodies he had recently deemed dead.
Souji had already tricked the doctor into signing a form for what on the outside appeared to be a sign for some medical supplies to be moved, had really been a death certificate, certifying that Masato had declared the metal panel Yosuke had been found in, to be deceased. Fortunately, the police, the media, and the general populace all thought Dr. Masato had been the one doing these crimes. No one in the police station had linked an accomplice just yet, to Souji's relief, Sayoko would likely have been the one to blame for that since they had fucked before Souji had taken hold over her. Fortunately the names listed for turning off the cameras in the hospital periodically at certain times late in the night were only Masato so the fears were unnecessary. Souji himself had been laughing his ass off at what he had done to that idiot.
He had been rather angry that Sayoko had been fucking the both of them without Souji's permission so he set Masato up for the fall. He could now fuck Sayoko all he wanted. Though, if Souji were honest with himself, and he was, Sayoko was nothing more than some good fucking fun, literally. She wasn't going to be anything long-term in his life and now that he had broken a rather rich young bitch like Yukiko Amagi, he planned to capitalize on that. Souji had also begun noticing a pattern in the killings, aside from the fact that all the victims had been women; they had all appeared on TV. Moreover, they only appeared on the midnight channel after a rainy day when the fog would set in. It wasn't much but he finally found a pattern.
'Ah finally...'
Sayoko had finally arrived in the room. She proceeded to lock the door and walk his way. She put the clipboard down on the table besides the bed as Souji took off his hat, shirt, and undershirt and lay on his stomach on the bed. He had already removed his shoes and socks before she arrived. She proceeded to remove her footwear as well and then massage his bare back.
Souji moaned in contentment. It wasn't as good as fucking, nowhere near blowjobs in fact, but it was still nice. Sayoko got on top of his waist for better performance but removed her hat, pink coat, and hair scrunch before doing so. She gave him a message for a good 5 minutes before beginning to kiss his neck, cheeks, then finally having a good mouth to mouth with him before breaking it and moving her lips close to his ears.
"So, how did the plan go?" Sayoko asked, curious to know what his uncle had said.
"Just about perfect. Masato's being blamed for everything as he should be... although..."
Souji went silent indicating Sayoko should move off him so he could tell her in a more proper manner. Sayoko backed off him by moving to down to the end of the bed as Souji got to his knees and then moved closer to her. He then proceeded to unbutton her shirt and lift it off her. She obliged by moving her arms up so he could take it off and threw it on the floor. He then moved his arms to her back and unhooked her bra discarding it to the floor as well. He then began playing with her breasts as she moaned in pleasure.
"Actually... it's nothing important." said Souji, looking at her body intently, "You on top this time."
He began suckling at her right tit as he moved back down to lay on the bed with her on top, pulling her with him, never stopping his ministrations for a moment. She moaned in pleasure. Never did she ever feel this good with a man. The teen was better than Masato could ever hope to be. Souji started taking his pants and underwear off and throwing them to the floor as Sayoko did the same with her panties.
Souji finally stopped suckling Sayoko's right tit and moved to her left.
"Oh...Sooujiiii!" moaned Sayoko, unable to stop herself, she really did enjoy this, it was what made her days in this shit town, a good fuck every now and then was good but Souji was just so much better than any she had before, Masato was a boy compared to this specimen beneath her. "Souji-kuuuuuun!"
Souji stopped suckling and smirked.
'Looks like I have two bitches now.'
Souji penetrated her walls with his member as she began to ride him like a horse, her eyes almost rolling back in pleasure. Souji held her pelvis firmly and pushed in and out. It felt so exhilarating, the sheer joy of a really good fuck. It was addicting to both of them. Though it was more so for Sayoko as she loved fucking him.
Pushing, in and out, faster, harder. Pushing faster and faster, harder and harder still. Increasing the ecstasy and the pleasure with every moment.
"Oh Goooooddd, OH YESSSS! PLEASE MORE, I WANT MORE!" Sayoko found herself hopelessly revealing it all, she wanted him, badly. She needed him now. He was her source of happiness even if only for a moment in a day.
Souji pushed in and out, harder, faster, increasing the speed.
"OHHHHH, YEESSSSS! YESSSS!"
They both came together as she fell on top of him.
Life was good.

"Hello Yukiko-san." said Souji, suavely, "How have you been? I was so concerned when I heard the news!"
Yukiko jumped turning around to find Souji sitting in the seat behind her in homeroom, she had previously been laying her head on her desk fatigued by all she had to memorize and do to help run her family's inn. The class was deserted except for just the two of them.
"Listen bitch..., if you don't act how I want you to act or you tell ANYONE about what this, well... need I continue?"
"I-I understand! Just please; please don't do anything to them! I... I couldn't bear it!"
"Whose bitch are you?"
"Wh-what!"
"I will not repeat myself."
"Y-yours!"
"For how long?"
"F-for as long as you say..!"
"Wrong."
"WHAT!"
"Oh, er-Souji-san! You..um, you scared me there for a moment." Said Yukiko, "Um, H-hello."
"Care to join me afterschool?" asked Souji, smiling, propping his chin to his hands, leaning his face closer to her, "Just the two of us?"
"O-oh, what's the occasion?" asked Yukiko, trying to remain relaxed, appearing well-mannered in class and working the inn had tired her out so much. "Ar-are...you asking me out on a date?"
"Duh," replied Souji, confidently "I said just the two of us, did I not?"
As they had conversed more and more students came in, some catcalls could be heard from some of the more open males and females, as the rest of the student body just laughed at the new kid's hopeless efforts to score a date with THE Yukiko Amagi, the untouchable heiress of Inaba's most wealthy establishment. The new kid had no chance trying to swoon her. While others felt sorry for the new kid as he had yet to understand he had no chance with Yukiko. Nobody did, she was in a castle above the stars that nobody could ever reach, and the new kid would only ever touch thin air even if he tried his best. Everybody was viewed equally in school; Yukiko Amagi was simply more equal than others.
The nice, shy, quiet fool had no chance; shy kids never really did in real life unlike what story book fairytales depicted. The kids all sat in their seats and watched, some openly laughed, while others looked at Souji with sympathy. He was going to come crashing down to reality, they all did.
"I'd love to, Souji-san!" said Yukiko, brightly, smiling at him in happiness, "I've actually been afraid of asking you out for some time now."
Ah, of course, the poor brave fool had tried his best but in the end... wait WHAT!
EVERYONE in the class stared with their mouths agape. It couldn't be possible! It just wasn't possible! There was no way! Now, the people who had laughed and the sympathizers all looked at Souji in envy. Souji just smiled, ignoring it all. The gall of this fool to have come here for less than a few months and simply sail away with Yukiko to make merry with her! It violated everything they believed in! Some murmurs began.
"She's just being nice...", "She's just pitying him.", "It won't last.", and of course, the one that always prevailed "What does he have that I don't!"
The murmurs went on. They couldn't accept what just happened. All of them ignoring Yukiko's statement about the asking.
But hey, even if you don't accept something, does that make the event any less true?
The bottomless pit holding the endless sea of excuses finally froze once Mooroka had come into the room and told the brats to shut the hell up.

He then moved past her and took the sword he had previously etched on the floor.
"Shut up with your sniveling and follow me. We're going to get out of here and then get your pretty little ass cleaned-up." He had said it in a tone of voice that left no room for argument.
Not that she would at this point. She was naked on the floor crying, a position she had been in already, she had been that way since first coming here, really..., just in a figurative manner against her own ego. Now, it was worse, now she was at the complete mercy of a total stranger who could kill her at any moment he wished. He could have even lied about there being a way back home..., what did it really matter? She was at his mercy no matter what. Her life was his for the taking and so long as that remained true, she would always be just what he told her she was. His bitch. His helpless little fuck toy that he could abuse whenever he wished as long as he wanted.
When had it come to this? When had she arrived here? What wrong had she committed? Why was this suddenly happening to her? How did it even come to this?
Over and over, Yukiko couldn't help but keep thinking those thoughts and other similar thoughts along those lines. She got up and made to follow him as he walked toward the giant doors. Suddenly, in a burst of speed, he swiftly turned around and pointed his sword at her. She flinched back and fell on her naked ass. He laughed at her.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself." He said simply, as if it was okay to do such a thing, he lowered his sword. "Hmm..., you know... I don't feel quite too right about this now..."
Her heart started pounding. Feel to right about what? What did he not feel right about? Taking her home, saving her from her the part of her that she denied? With violating her it was already too late, and she knew he had enjoyed himself thoroughly when he did it.
"Get up," He commanded, she did as she was told like a good bitch, "Hug me, put your head at the crook of my neck and then wrap your legs around my waist. I want you to tell me as passionately as you can muster how you love being my personal bitch. How it's always been your dream to be my bitch."
The tears started yet again for what seemed like the millionth time. Would the humiliation and violation never stop? Had she done something to this boy her age to make him hate her? Who was he? Why was he doing this? Why had he even bothered in coming her to get her? If he had been the serial killer talked about in the news, why could he not give her peace of mind and just kill her already and be done with it all?
Nevertheless, Yukiko made no complaints as she placed her head at the crook of his neck, hugged him from the shoulder up, and wrapped her legs around his waist. She knew she had to sound like she meant it, otherwise he would be mad, and likely do far worse to her if her performance did not please him. In this world, he was all that truly mattered in her life now, because he was the only one here, and had power over her very lifespan. She wanted so badly to be home, she didn't try to delude herself into thinking this was some nightmare, much as she wished, she had just been violated in some of the worst ways and knew that, as much as she begged herself to wish it was untrue, everything happening was truly real. She knew it when she first met her other self... she should never have denied it... perhaps then this boy wouldn't have been as angry and violated her? There was really no telling and it was useless to wonder since what was done had been done. Still, Yukiko wondered, what could have been... had it been Chie or anyone else coming to save her..., anyone except this boy she held here. She tried her best by being as seductively as possible near his ears... though she could no longer control her sobbing.
"Repeat it," He then whispered in her ear as he had just told her what she was to him. "And remember it."
"I'm your bitch, your fuck toy, your plaything, yours to do with." Every word Yukiko spoke, expressed her helplessness and sadness over her current predicament. "My life is yours."
"That's right, I'm the only one here that matters to you!" he laughed mockingly, "And I'm also the only shoulder you can cry on and the only one you can confide in."
He moved her body slightly further from him as she clung on with just her hands and legs. He re-etched his sword on the floor. He began playing with her breasts again, grasping them, rubbing them, and then licking them. He continually poked, prodded, and suckled her breasts as she couldn't stop her mouth from betraying her as moans of pleasure escaped her lips.
"Admit it, you enjoy this, you filthy little bitch of mine." said Souji, pausing his ministrations before continuing on. He then pressed her back to the nearest wall and began suckling more heavily on her right tit.
"Ah! Ahhhhh" Yukiko cried as tears began to trickle down her face while moans of pleasure escaped her lips.
It was too much. The mental stress was too much. He just didn't stop. He never would stop. The humiliation and the torture mixed with this sense of pleasure she got from it was just too much now. She really was just his dirty little whore if she was, even somewhat, enjoying the experience. It pained her even more now, his words, than it had before. She was in pain, she felt humiliated, she had been violated, she had cried endlessly, and she began to cry harder now as she kept thinking over and over...
He was right. She wasn't worth anything, she was just some bitch meant to be used like this. That's all she ever had been. A bitch meant to be used by people. Why was she even slightly enjoying this!
WHY! WHY! WHY!
Enjoying it...ever so slightly...
Enjoy this...
Enjoying this.
She was just a stupid dirty whore, her view of her own self-worth and self-image, while low before, had plummeted to an all new negative.
She was just a dirty bitch. She deserved this; it was the only thing she had ever been given praise for. The only thing in life she would ever be able to truly accomplish.
'Good, I've completely shattered her mentality' thought Souji, in triumph.
"You're mine, you live only for me now, understand?" said Souji simply.
She began trembling. She couldn't deny it, just look at her, naked in his arms, legs around his waist, him touching her in her most private places.
Dirty...filthy...disgusting...
Too much, too much, too much...!
Worthless bitch...
She fell unconscious; the mental stress had finally made her pass out.
He carried her beaten and mentally exhausted body through the castle without complaint. After all, why would he complain about a beautiful naked girl resting on his body, wrapped in on the front of his body. Particularly the feeling he got from where her legs were wrapped. OH GOD! Did he enjoy that feeling.
Bloody Izanagi took care of all the weak shadows that attempted to get in their way as Souji leisurely walked back. The fucking he had put her through had taken some energy, felt damn good though, he was truly proud of himself. He had taken this girl and broke her already defeated self-esteem. Now, he could just enjoy her body. He could simply impregnate her now if he wanted, but what would be the fun in that? He enjoyed hearing her moans, her screams were a little loud, and mostly pain and humiliation-filled, but her moans? They betrayed a part of her that liked the sex. It was only natural for to feel that way though. Sex was a natural part of life and as much as stupid religious idiots made it seem like a sin, it really wasn't. Sexual diseases were referred to as a reason for their sinfulness, yet those were simple contaminations from wild animals; moreover they had spread much after religion viewed sex by two unmarried couples as sinful. Souji remembered hearing a story of this one particular religious nutcase who had killed several couples to prevent them from sinfully having unmarried sex. Souji snorted at that thought. Religion, the government, and science all increments of control, all of which couldn't bind this world. Its very existence was too above what small minded fools who followed any of those paths would believe.
Souji was different, he was better than them all. Better than religion, the law, and science. Scientific reasoning was useless against a criminal who could move away to a time and a place that was viewed as impossible. That only "crazy" people could ever believe in. What fools! They were all stupid compared to Seta Souji. Souji smiled, and of course, Bloody Izanagi was better than them too. He could do anything...anyone here. Souji chuckled. The things he could do with his very own bitch!
He kissed her, silently casting Foolish whisper as his lips brushed hers, it would make her screams silent.
She was on all fours, completely naked. Tears gently flowing from her eyes as to what she had been reduced to.
His worthless bitch.
When Yukiko came to she immediately surveyed her surroundings, confused on what she was doing inside a hospital, completely naked.
"Thanks for getting him to take down the cameras, Sayoko." She heard a male voice, Whom was it? Why did it sound familiar?
"Think nothing of it. I'm surprised he could do something like that..." said a female voice, Sayoko, was it? "Frankly I was horrified he could do such horrible things to a girl, you sure he'll get caught this way? Do you think the girl is up to it? Putting her back in a situation like that?"
"Yes, this way, if we make it public, we can nail him for good." said the male voice, "She's agreed to cooperate, she wants him taken down and we'll be able to do so if the plan works."
"Right, all I have to do is stand there and watch the drama." The female chuckled. "Should be fun, I do feel kind of bad for her though. What was her name again?"
Drama? Fun? Were they talking about catching the man who had violated her. Yukiko had calmed down slightly, she was in a hospital. Doctors had found her, she was free from that terrible monster..., free from that world, she couldn't call it a dream though, she knew it had all been real, the bruises and her sore bottom and mouth were proof enough.
She felt utterly humiliated; she could just imagine the sorry state the doctors found her, when word got out that Yukiko Amagi had been victimized by some sexual predator, what would people say? What about her parents? Her mother in particular had been stressed when that reporter had been killed and located on the very roof top of their cherished Amagi inn. What could she do? She wasn't a strong person, much as she tried to be, she was just useless, not like Chie..
Chie!
"No!" Yukiko began to sob, "No, no, no!"
He had said if she were ever found out then Chie would be..!
It was at this point that the door opened and a nurse came in, followed by...
"AAHHHHHH!" Yukiko shrieked, utterly terrified of the boy who had just entered.
It was at this point that the vicious monster from before, his other self, manifested itself in front of her and put the sharp end of its weapon close to her neck. It slowly moved the blade forward closer to her as Yukiko backed away to the wall on her bed. It stopped only a few inches from her. Yukiko began crying hysterically.
"Sayoko! I told you this was a bad idea!" said Souji, berating the nurse, "She's still not use to the trauma that Masato-san put her through, I told you she would be afraid of people clad in hospital outfits."
Sayoko sighed in despair.
"You were right, alright, it's best if we do it your way, I'll be ready tomorrow, no worries," Sayoko looked at Yukiko, who was still huddled near the wall looking every which way in fear. "Good luck treating her, remember what I taught you."
Sayoko left through the door, locking it on her way out. Yukiko stared from Bloody Izanagi to Souji in terror. Sayoko's footsteps died away. Souji smiled, bringing even more fear to Yukiko.
"Good job." said Souji, confusing her. "Thanks for your help, your dependable as always."
"Wh-what..?" replied Yukiko, confused. She was afraid to say anything else though.
The fear had been beaten into her.
Bloody Izanagi nodded and disappeared like a vanishing ghost.
"Now then, Yukiko-chan." began Souji, Yukiko looked disgusted at the suffix, "Hm? Why the long face?"
Yukiko looked terrified, shaking her head, not wanting to upset him.
"Oh come now, speak your mind, Yukiko-chan."
Yukiko cried harder, holding her head in her hands and shaking her head, trying to think fast, he was just trying to find any excuse to punish her, not that he even needed to. Souji, for his part, simply wanted to beat any and all of her will of defiance out of her, even in a subconscious level.
"I... I..." Yukiko tried thinking of something fast, she couldn't take any more of this, at least not tonight, "N-never got your name."
It was the best she could think of. She looked up in fear, knowing he would pull her hair and hit her if she didn't.
"Oh." said Souji simply, "Really? I thought Chie would have told you already."
Yukiko then realized who he was. No wonder he had looked both familiar and unfamiliar.
"You're the new student..!" she said hurriedly, in shock, "You-you... hung out with Yosuke..., r-right..?"
She had forgotten herself for a moment, and even a moment was punishable. She was still somewhat relieved Chie had mentioned him once, otherwise she probably would have forgotten him among the thousands of men that introduced themselves to her. Yosuke had been one such subject, Chie cracked jokes about his stupid antics on occasion to make Yukiko feel more at ease when she was depressed. She tried to stop the tears now, she had this to deal with now, though she was worried for Yukiko's safety.
'Good' thought Souji, 'She IS learning.'
"You're not all that stupid, I'm surprised." Souji chuckled, Yukiko said nothing, she tried to make herself seem as passive outwardly as possible. "Well, I use to hang out with Yosuke... but he's kind of dead now."
"Wh-what!" She was horrified by what he just said. "Y-you killed him?"
"No, I just let his other self kill him." He replied simply. "Funny thing, Chie accused me of killing him, I dealt with her this morning though, no worries."
Yukiko's brain seemed to freeze, he had done something to Chie and Yukiko hadn't been there to help or comfort her? Chie could have been raped by him while Yukiko had been trapped in some otherworld wallowing in her own pity because she didn't have the confidence to face her own shadow!
Chie, was she dead!
Chie couldn't be dead!
Not when Yukiko still hadn't apologized for neglecting her! She couldn't be!
What if she had been victimized by him! No, that could never be possible, Chie was much stronger than her, a much better person too, she could never have allowed herself to give into this animal!
But what if he had threatened Chie by using Yukiko's life as a hostage?
No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No ,NO!
Yukiko ran at him, only noticing now that she was in hospital garments,
"WHA-!" she was immediately cut off, as a dark grip appeared from nowhere, holding her neck and lifting her in the air, the blade once again, close to her neck.
"Thanks, but I could have handled it." said Souji, "Still, it's nice knowing you care."
"Now then, as I was saying, I dealt with Chie, she's not dead though nor did I violate her ugly looking face."
Bloody Izanagi was holding her from the scruff of her neck as the blade was held at the front of her neck, he moved closer so Souji could look at her in the eyes with a measured gaze.
"Listen bitch...," began Souji, "If you don't act how I want you to act or you tell ANYONE this, well... need I continue?"
Yukiko remembered the threats, all of them, kill everything she loved and make her watch, rape her repeatedly, it went on and on, and even without that power of his, something told her that he could still pull it off.
"I-I understand!" begged Yukiko, "Just please; please don't do anything to them! I... I couldn't bear it!"
She was begging! He loved it! Souji chuckled loudly. He then held her chin with his right hand moving his face close to her. Yukiko became more and more uncomfortable even with being held by an apparition with a huge sword. To Yukiko, the man in front of her was far more scarier than his other self, even if he was going to use it to harm her family, it still hadn't violated her.
"Whose bitch are you?" Souji asked, so suddenly, Yukiko was caught off-guard by the suddenness.
"Wh-what!" was the intelligent reply from Yukiko.
Yukiko mentally hit herself, she needed to pay attention to him more to readily know what to say, she didn't want to be violated anymore than she could help it.
"I will not repeat myself." He said simply, a threat laced with his words.
"Y-yours!" she shouted quickly, she was terrified of him, yet again, at this point.
She did not want to be harmed if she could avoid it.
"For how long?" was the immediate response.
He was still staring at her intently. Still looking at her eyes, almost mirroring her other self and how she had looked down upon Yukiko.
"F-for as long as you say..!" It was honestly the best response she could think of.
What more was there? He now held power over her very life. He controlled it now. It wouldn't change until she had thoroughly pleased him, for now, all she was, was his dirty whore.
Souji backed up from her to look at the full view of her face, she could now do the same. She noticed he was shaking his head.
"Wrong." said Souji simply.
Yukiko looked at him shock.
"WHAT!" came a cry of surprise...of what could possibly be her last shred of hope left to escape this terrible nightmare and never speak or think of it again.
She was in the well-known position, by sex fanatics, of the doggy style, a style where she was one her hands and knees completely naked for the other person to screw up the ass and screw her Souji would. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, letting it down entirely this time along with his boxers. He still had his button up shirt and thin coat on.
He held her pelvis like last time and entered her ass with his pulsating member. She couldn't shout in pain or voice any protest, nothing came out as she screamed in pain as he had already cast foolish whisper on her, silencing her for as long as he liked. His very will literally dominating hers in this way.
He held her pelvis firmly as he entered and exited out of her, harder, faster, firmly holding her pelvis and moving it closer to his member for more of the feel. He did it again and again, and again, and again, and again, and again. Finally, he started pushing her ass away as he pulled out and then driving both his member and her ass closer in a more swift motion and repeating the pleasurable ministrations.
She would have cried in pain. Had someone seen they would have noticed her pain-filled face, tears falling as she screamed and cried, withering in pain. He had a look of insanity, of ecstasy, he merely enjoyed it all. It was mindblowingly enjoyable. Truly the greatest experience of his life. He had become addicted to sex and he would fuck his fuck toy and if anyone got in his way or in his face about it then he would hack them to pieces. Nothing would ever stop this, so long as he could do anything about it.
Souji smiled devilishly, a feeling of foreboding crashed over Yukiko as all fleeting hope left her, she just knew it would never be over now.
"Haven't I told you already? Now..." he paused for the effect so that she may remember this moment. "and forever."
Those simple words had Yukiko crying far more than before, surprising as that sounded. She cast her gaze downwards in despair. He had said it would never be over before, but for one fleeting moment, when she had not seen who was on the other side of the door, she had tried to force herself to believe the worst was over and that it would only be a one-night experience. She knew now, it was a fool's fleeting hope.
He tugged her shoulders, moving her upwards, as he grinded into her ass, her screams of pain would have reached hysterical levels. He pulled her so that her back was against his front and then crossed his arms over her chest, holding her breasts firmly in a crossed position. His left hand held her right breast and his right hand held her left breast. He began squeezing her tits and her entire breasts every which way while slamming his member into her even harder than before.
He moved his head back in ecstasy, she moved her head back screaming in the mix of pain and unwanted pleasure. Finally he climaxed in her, as her screams intensified. He pushed her to the floor after exiting his member out of her ass. He turned her over and began widening her legs. She shook her head sideways vigorously, holding her hands together pleadingly. Her crying intensified from before.
'Please' she mouthed, he could tell, 'Please don't, just not this, I beg of you, PLEASE!'
He snarled, flipping her over again and then putting his boxers and pants back on. He began slapping her ass repeatedly, each slap having more force than the previous one.
Bloody Izanagi let her go gently and shimmered out of existence. Yukiko was greatful for she could keep it out of her mind for the time being.
"Now, about the plan I've created." Yukiko rose her head up as Souji had said then."Do you remember what the nurse who came in looks like?"
"I... Well..." Yukiko shook her head, willing herself not to cry at this point, she was sick of crying, it didn't help her predicament and she had humiliated herself enough in front of this man. "No..."
Souji, instead of appearing mad, just smiled.
"Alright, guess we will have to do this the hard way." said Souji, simply. "Just remember that the woman with the pink outfit is the head nurse and she will be the one you have to run to so you can be safe."
Yukiko had fortunately paid careful attention this time but it still made no sense. She became apprehensive, what if she didn't get it right? What if she failed? Would she be punished? Would her family? HER FAMILY! She knew she couldn't tell them..., but how would they react to her sudden interest in this one boy? Could she stop him in interacting with them? And how could she please him with all the duties she would need to take care of as the heiress of the Amagi inn! What was she to do?
Souji noticed the varying degrees of uncertainty and apprehension on her face, he smiled.
"Don't worry," Yukiko rose her head up swiftly at this, "After this scandal I've concocted pulls through, you will deny the need for medical attention at this hospital, once the court case is settled, regardless of the winner, I will sit behind you in homeroom class at some day and ask you out, you WILL say yes."
He made that perfectly clear with her, she nodded in understanding as she was too afraid to say anything, suddenly she was recalling all she had been forced to do, the relief was gone, filled with anxiety, she had felt the same she did then, and while she knew the monster had been in the room during the time he violated her, she still felt only he had been there, violating her and making her feel like less than shit on someone's shoe.
"Then we will be an item and you will invite me to your hotel on one of the days you're not busy with being the new owner and manager of the inn."
Yukiko felt some of the burden fall off as she realized he had taken her predicament into account. It had been popularized in the media and he was smart enough to know what it meant for her. It scared her somewhat but she was more relieved as she had been worried about it.
"Wh-what will you be doing in the hotel?" Yukiko hesitantly asked. "I-I'll need to make arrangements depending on what you need a hotel room for.
"What I will be doing, Yukiko-chan." She couldn't help but flinch at the sweet way he used that suffix. "Is you."
Yukiko stared at him. Inside she was screaming and crying as he smiled at her so charmingly. Yukiko cast her eyes down, her palms forming into fists as she was shaking. He just smiled.
"Now, tomorrow, you'll be playing a fun little game for me, understand?" he began, "I'm going to lock you in a closet, when the closet opens, you will have ten whole seconds to get out and run away before my other self takes out his weapon and chops your neck off, if you survive, then we can dance and make merry together."
Souji shamelessly quoted her Shadow's words and she began to shake more. Souji moved closer to her, not minded by the shaking, and hugged her.
"Now, Yukiko-chan, go to sleep, you had a rough day, and you'll have a rough tomorrow, if you survive tomorrow you'll ensure that your friend and family are safe," Souji chuckled, "If you fail then I'll have fun messing with them all."
Yukiko cried again, she truly was nothing more than his bitch.
"Ah, I forgot, one last thing..." said Souji, she looked up tears overflowing, was he always going to put her into this state? "Make sure you don't forget this, because I won't ever repeat it to you a second time."
"My name is Seta Souji, as my bitch, you better be sure to remember it."

Yukiko awoke from her sleep, she had done as she was told and had fallen asleep at Souji's demand. It had been easy with all the cruelties she had to deal with now. They constantly hung over her head and even forgetting it for a moment was preferable to thinking over it. It was now a constant in her life, she had quickly been forced to acknowledge that. Souji Seta practically owned her like some item he bought from a store, he could break her in any fashion he desired. She tried to remember what it was she had to do... She was in a closet and she had to wait for... someone. And then...?
The closet suddenly burst open, Yukiko jumped covering her eyes as light flashed into the closet. A middle-aged man with grayish black hair wearing a doctor's uniform with a coat in his hands paused as he stared stupefied at Yukiko. Yukiko did the same. They both stared at each other awkwardly for a few seconds, Yukiko clad in just a patient's dress with nothing underneath and the Doctor, she presumed it was a doctor based on his attire, with a coat hanger being held loosely at his hand.
The doctor's eyes flashed with recognition just as Yukiko felt something bump into her slightly, moving her forward closer to the man, she turned around... to see the monster that Souji used flying slightly above her from behind with his weapon poised to chop her head off!
"You're-!" began Doctor Masato, before being suddenly pushed away as Yukiko practically launched herself at him screaming in horror at something behind her.
The coat rack with the coat attached fell loosely to the floor, as Yukiko practically ran on top of the man's face with her bare feet, she slammed open the door to the hallway running to her left, screaming in horror. Doctors and nurses came to see what was the noise only to find to everyone's surprise except Sayoko's a hysterical Amagi heiress running down the hallway wearing patient attire. Bloody Izanagi suddenly appeared in front of her as she ran the other way screaming harder as nurses and doctors from that side were shocked speechless and at a standstill at the events happening down the hallway.
Bloody Izanagi was closing in on her, flying lazily behind her, came out of his office looking around as his colleagues finally noticed the door Yukiko Amagi had come barreling out of from and began to give Masato looks of suspicion as a look of befuddlement adorned his features. He looked down to the right of the hallway noticing Yukiko running away in fear. He began running down the corridor to get some answers on how she got into his closet.
Yukiko crashed into Sayoko, barreling into her arms, crying helplessly as she turned around to find Bloody Izanagi getting closer still. She tried to run past Sayoko but was held tightly in place by Sayoko's firm grip. In complete desperation, Yukiko hollered:
"STOP HIM, PLEASE! HE'S GOING TO KILL ME!"
Turning back she cried in relief as Bloody Izanagi disappeared and then her eyes widened as she realized what she had done.
Everyone in the vicinity gave looks of disgust and horror as he stared in shock at what she just said. Dr. Masato looked up at Sayoko, frozen for a few seconds.
"S-sayoko, I..."
Sayoko merely gave him a look of disgust while shaking her head.
"Get this girl to a hospital bed now, and get this bastard into police custody!"
People began moving again as two of Masato's fellow doctors went to restrain him to bring him to security as the police was called.
From that day forward, Dr. Masato Kato, lost his job, his family, and was later tried and convicted for assault and torture on a minor.
'I should get a Motorbike' thought Souji, 'Motorbikes are cool.'
'Hell, if the media wasn't making such a fuck about every stupid thing that they can tell people is 'dangerous' I would totally be doing what they're showing on TV ...'
Souji looked to see his Uncle moving away his newspaper to take a look at the TV screen before looking at the TV again himself, witnessing the massive amount of noise the bikers were making just moving around the small area, they weren't even doing anything dangerous, just driving in circles enjoying, Souji presumed to be, their new bikes, if anything they could just be having fun testing them out and the media just grasped at straws to complain about the 'danger' just like everything else they said was 'dangerous'. Souji almost snorted, some day they would probably say birds flying around the area like they did every migration season would be dangerous. He was personally surprised they hadn't declared air a danger to public safety since there was a proven chance of getting cancer just by breathing.
'Actually fuck that, I'll just get a motorbike and drive it in a remote location, it's a fucking rural desert, who the fuck's gonna know? It doesn't even matter if I don't have a license; I KNOW how to get away with it.'
Even if the media tried forcing people into believing their viewpoint with an obviously biased news report, Souji just saw a fun activity to try out. Though, not around whomever that guy was.
"Mmm, well, I know him through work." said Ryotaro, answering Nanako's question. Souji decided to put his full attention on the discussion. "His name's Kanji Tatsumi... he's quite a handful. He's been crushing biker gangs in the area since middle school. But I thought he got into a high school and started attending class..."
'If he's in Inaba then there is only one high school he can attend...'
Souji frowned inwardly, what was he to do? The kid might make a scene if he were to ever ride a motorbike anywhere in Inaba. Pushing the kid in TV land, while fun, would just annoy him since he would have to go save the guy anyway, and Kanji wasn't a girl so he wouldn't fuck him. Girls were much easier to manhandle and overpower, if the kid had been in fights then, while Souji was fully confident dealing with monsters in a TV world would give him much more endurance and strength then beating up kids on motorbikes, he'd still get bruising and that would tip off his uncle that he had been in a scuffle. He could always use a weapon but that would leave footprints even if he were to throw away the weapon in the TV world to avoid fingerprints.
'Oh well, could have been fun, I probably wouldn't be able to hide a motorbike of all things from Ryotaro anyway.'
Trying to put a motorbike in a big-screen TV, while not impossible, would obviously attract attention when doing so in a hospital, which was already under extensive police investigation. Ryotaro, while having been at the initial scene, had to hand over the case to other detectives as his and Adachi's mystery murder spree case hadn't been solved as of yet.
Souji lucked out again in not having anything with the crime regarding Yukiko Amagi being tied to him but he was merely a part-time student employee and the police obviously wouldn't put much focus on him. Chie was now a liar and a thief as far as the public of Inaba was concerned, somehow being a thief went hand-in-hand with lying in the public's mind and so her story would only be seen as stupid lies at best and insanity at worst. She couldn't say anything about TV land for the mere fact she would be seen as crazy, not that she could do much in her physical condition. Souji had managed to snoop through and see her chart and laughed at all the third degree burns the idiot had suffered.
Yukiko's progress in becoming the permanent Innkeeper without the assistance of her parents and most of the working staff was going smoothly. She still needed help with some of the manager work but she was learning and they were all very proud of her. While normal tourists had decided to no longer make reservations at the inn, the Amagi's had found out that it hadn't mattered since the death of Yamano had attracted an unprecedented amount of poorly educated alien and ghost believer occults. The reservations were filled up for months to come, though Yukiko was easily able to keep a room exclusive for just Souji. It's where Souji would take her along to fuck her senseless whenever she had a day off. He held off impregnating her until after her position as innkeeper had come to a more permanent state. He had been hasty before on their first excursion at the inn but he knew that almost nothing could jeopardize Yukiko's chances now that her fame and her career success had skyrocketed since getting kidnapped.
Customers at the inn would bog her with questions about what had happened to her, and Yukiko's answers, whether about the TV world of shadows or not, didn't mean shit to normal people or the police when she was speaking to stupid conspiracy and out-of-this-world fanatics. Nobody ever gave a damn what they said, simple as that. Paranoia and fear went far but with excessive occults such as that present in the area it was more than likely going to look humorous and stupid to think such things. They would attract attention, no question, but they would not be looked upon as truthful from the police. Yukiko appeared to people as the troubled girl whom loved her family so much she was willing to take the position during dire times and deal with fanatics after being mysteriously kidnapped and assaulted by some psychopath doctor. Her telling stories to those fanatics was more seen as an act to appease the customers so her family's cherished inn could still stay afloat during the hard times the family appeared to face with both the media and Yukiko's personal tragedy of being kidnapped. The people of Inaba were against talking ill of her or her family for the most part. Having significant influence in a town's yearly net income and prestige did that.
Souji smiled, things were going just swimmingly. While Souji held the veiled threat of a murderous phantom over her head, Yukiko drowned out her problems in her work and had she been more open about things she probably would have started smoking, like Souji now did from time to time, to keep herself happy during those stressful times but alas, she was closed off most of her life and had believed all that bullshit her family told her about how smoking would kill you after the second try or whatever nonsense people were making-up now. The irony was that while Yukiko kept her mind off things through her work at the inn, it built stress for her; as such she was ripe for the sex since most of, if not all her free time was spent with Souji. It suited Souji just perfectly. Once he broke her hymen there would be no way she could ever break away from him, he had her just where he wanted her.
Souji's finances had soared thanks to Yukiko as well, he didn't demand much money from Yukiko, just a couple hundred from her pay check at the inn was enough for him. He didn't want to tip off their accountant about any embezzlement and Yukiko needed the money to pay her employees and take care of her sick mother, not to mention the house, other such family needs, and inn commodities. Souji laughed at the irony, thanks to him, Yukiko spent as much time at work and with her family, helping with anything and everything, trying her all in pleasing everyone and didn't react as much when he became a bit aggressive in the anal sex. He had, in a way, pushed her to adapt and overcome her inner fears and concerns and she was doing astoundingly well. Her family and employees now had a new found respect for her and she had Souji to thank for the motivation. He even told her as much, telling her she would never be anything had she not become his bitch. The best part though was that it was the truth.
There was just one little tick that needed to be nipped in the bud, aside from finding the asshole that used TV's to murder people.

"Wh-what...!" said Chie, as tears started streaming down her face, "You... you're not serious, right? I..."
It had been an absolutely painful month for Chie. She had been under the hospital's extensive care for two whole weeks after the TV incident at Junes and another two weeks at her home recuperating since her parents couldn't possibly finish paying all her medical expenses even during her two week stay at the Inaba municipal hospital.
She had been lucky when the EMT's got to her in Junes, they had found her in a state of cardiac arrest and she had been rushed to the hospital. From there they had miraculously been able to get her heart to beat and get her to the hospital for her various third degree burns all over her body. They had tried hard to keep her sterile for two weeks time while her parents had to pay off the damages to Junes and her medical expenses.
When Chie had been moved home for a personal doctor appointed from an arrangement her parents had made, a wealthy family had offered to pay the Satonaka's medical fees for their daughter's injuries so long as they cooperated with certain circumstances regarding their daughter's treatment, financially they had no choice, they had been edgy about it at first but concluded it was the right move to make when the news of one of the hospital staff having kidnapped Yukiko Amagi and held her in a closet. Chie had been worried for Yukiko and then shamed and confused when she had been found locked in a hospital since she had told her parents Yukiko had been trapped in a world inside the TV.
Chie didn't hold it against Yukiko for not visiting her since she had been busy with the inn and dealing with her own trauma, Chie had presumed. Chie felt surprised when she learned that Yosuke's dead body had been found in the hospital and felt further shame for blaming the new kid, Seta Souji, at school for killing him of all things. Chie had learned quickly how the public thought of her now once she returned to school with a crutch for her right leg, which was wound-up in a cast, and a cast on her left arm. The third degree burns in those areas hadn't healed yet. Chie was happy that the small amounts of damage to her back, her face, and the extensive damage to her abdomen had healed well enough.
The abdomen still hurt from time to time but it was nothing too serious. Having returned to school, finally, Chie had expected people to treat her with looks of sympathy, for everyone to at least be nice to her, but people ignored her, she heard from the gossip mongers what they thought she had done and she felt shame... and hateful. Nobody would believe her, after all. What was she to say? She tried going inside a TV world? It had been so ridiculous when Yosuke had went 'missing' that she hadn't told the police about it then when they came to her home to question her due to the ridiculousness of the explanation and she knew it was even more ridiculous now. They would probably think her brain went mush from the accident. She was looked upon as a thief now and tried to remain silent whenever she heard fellow students gossiping.
She had gone to her homeroom and found Yukiko standing by the window from the entrance in the back row of the desks and went to speak with her.
'At least, I have Yukiko' had been Chie's thoughts; she and Yukiko always had each other, always, no matter what. 'It's good to have a best friend.'
Chie thought they could drown in their fears and pains together, perhaps at Yukiko's house when they were free, since her parents didn't believe her, were irate with her, and would have punished her had they not been so worried over her physical state. Chie knew there was one person in her life she could always count on though.
Until reality came crashing down on Chie's ignorance of current events.
"I'm sorry, I really am, Chie." said Yukiko, looking at her pleadingly before casting her gaze downward in sadness. "But that's how it has to be, we can't be friends anymore. I... I can't be seen with you..."
Chie's tears started coming out faster as she seemed to begin to shake.
"WHY? H... how could you! You think I'm some thief? Like all the others?" Chie screamed at her, crying in her own misery and frustration. "Is that why?"
'Please, please let this be some stupid joke' Chie thought, pleading to god that this was just some sick, cruel prank. 'Then... then we can laugh about it later... about how Yukiko's got better at humor...'
"I... well..., in a way..." Yukiko kept looking on the floor, not showing her face, before she seemed to take a deep breath but still didn't look up at Chie, "Yes."
Chie heard it in such calm and collected tone of voice that her world crashed, she broke down in tears and fell to the floor, not caring about the pain in her leg from having dropped her crutch so suddenly, the pain of having lost a such a cherished friend was much harder to bear than her injury at the moment. Chie openly cried as onlookers watched the scenes like silent hawks.
Yukiko attempted to keep the slow tears hidden as she began again in a soft but still firm tone of voice.
"I... I represent the Amagi inn now, I'll be the permanent general manager and the deed to the Inn is going to go to me soon... I..." Yukiko calmed herself before the students could see her shaking and continued again, "I can't be seen around someone whom was caught stealing. I... can't let my family Inn's reputation take a blow, especially now that we've been recovering so well. I just... can't jeopardize it."
Chie looked down as she cried harder. Yukiko turned away and walked to her seat. Yukiko stopped herself before she sat down.
"One... last thing..." began Yukiko, Chie didn't pay attention, she just continued crying. Chie didn't want to hear anymore. "The seat behind me now belongs to Souji-kun. You can have Hanamura-kun's old seat."
Yukiko sat down, sad over the loss of her friendship but happy that Chie would have nothing to do with her anymore and would therefore no longer be in danger from associating with her. The lies Souji had instructed her to tell Chie had worked perfectly.
The whispers went on in the background as the events unfolded.
"The thieving bitch got the karma that was coming to her."
"Yukiko-chan is too good for her, she should hang out with me instead anyway."
"It was only a matter of time before that girl's true colors showed. I knew she was like that the whole time, you know."
"This one time I swear she..." "Oh yeah! I remember that! Yosuke-kun looked hurt and all she cared about was her trial of the dragon DVD!"
"She must have killed Yosuke-kun!"
"Do you think... she's the killer?" "Wasn't it that doctor?" "They must be working together!".
And on they went, uncaring and ignorant of the suffering of two close friends.
Souji inwardly laughed as he awaited Yukiko outside of the Tatsumi textile shop. He had ordered his bitch to speak with Kanji's old decrepit hag. Yukiko was, unsurprisingly, only too happy to meet up and speak with a dear friend of the family's. Souji clearly saw how she was trying to keep her mind off her recent break-up with Chie.
Yukiko had been only too relieved she hadn't been told to skip work for the day so they could go to the inn anyway where he could fuck her hard. When she had mistakenly referred to Kanji in the "kun" suffix due to how natural it was since she knew his mother so well, he had become visibly angry and when it came time for one of their fucking days of the week, he had slapped her across the face harshly and began beating her before shredding her clothes and fucking her hard up the ass. She had been screaming for a good half hour due to the pain... and secretly, though he knew she wouldn't admit it, the pleasure.
Souji laughed at the feeling of breaking her so well. He knew she had a mental breakdown on the first day he had fucked her in the TV land after he had torn her clothes with his spell. Souji loved the fact he made her feel like nothing but a cheap slut that was at his command. He knew the bitch was naïve and he made sure to take advantage of that fact, she didn't realize that the part of her that enjoyed it didn't do so because she secretly wanted to be treated in such a disgusting manner, but rather, because the human body was naturally created for the purpose of procreation. Those feelings of pleasure were merely natural and not her fault at all.
'Too bad my bitch is too dumb to realize it.' thought Souji, humorously. He noticed a short boy walking away from the Tatsumi textile shop from where he was, which was across the street, and also took note of the fact he was headed towards Kanji...
...and then he realized it.
'Oh shit...!' Souji snapped out of his musings in alarm. 'WHAT THE FUCK IS THE FAMOUS YOUNG DETECTIVE FUCKING DOING IN FUCKING INABA!'
'SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK ARE THE ODDS!'
Souji hoped this was some really good cosplay otherwise he would have his work cut out for him. It would also mean the boy had done quite a bit of snooping before making himself appear out in the open. Souji had made himself inconspicuous from authorities for the most part as one wouldn't think much over a high school student but a young detective that was actively within the school and could snoop for rumors so easily with the school? He was a walking red flag among the student body having made Yukiko accept his fake offer publicly, which he had only done for kicks, and if he made it so that he publicly dumped Yukiko, it would only attract more attention. If he stopped spending time with her then it would still look just as bad to the student body.
Ryotaro didn't concern himself much over Souji's high school love interests and only warned him not to let it affect upon his grades or job. He only asked Souji to manage time efficiently, but that hadn't been a problem since Souji called all the shots in the relationship and had promptly dissuaded Nanako's ideas of not being there for her anymore. What he needed now was something as leverage against the detective. A distraction wouldn't last long and killing him via TV land would obviously be counterproductive.
Souji calmed himself and thought it over..., the boy's medical records..., there may be something there. A dead parent, an allergy... it was worth a shot.
He discreetly listened in on Kanji and Naoto's conversation from where he was. They stood in the middle of the pavement in between the textile shop and where Souji stood waiting for Yukiko. Souji obviously didn't need to hide, there was no point in it anyway, just standing there was enough as he was merely a random bystander in their eyes, even if the young detective had snooped info on students in the school, what were the odds they would be aware of him and listening in on his conversation?
Had Souji been with someone, most likely Yukiko, they could just make it look like they were speaking to each other while listening in on the conversation close to them. The stupid thing to do would be to try and hide in a corner and stare in one direction. That just screamed obviousness.
"Then I'll meet you at the gates after school tomorrow." said the slender looking boy.
Souji couldn't believe his luck...
This was perfect.
The slender boy left. Souji was just about to walk across the street and into the Tatsumi shop to fetch Yukiko when he heard what Kanji said next.
"D-did he say he was interested...?" said Kanji, Souji stopped dead in his tracks, putting all of his attention on Kanji this time, "He's a guy... and I'm a guy... But... he's interested in me...?"
'No fucking way...' thought Souji, 'He's a fag!'
"What the hell are you looking at!" yelled Kanji, noticing Souji once the boy had left.
Souji snapped out of his reverie, noticing, in embarrassment, he had been staring at Kanji with his mouth agape in shock.
Souji put his arms up as a sign of peace.
"Let me explain, I was just-"began Souji, before Kanji ran at him and struck him in the face.
Souji reeled from the unexpected blow more due to surprise than pain, and swiftly backed away from Kanji's next attack, putting his arms out as a sign of peace yet again, ignoring the small bruise forming on his right cheek from where Kanji had struck him. Souji tried to calm him again, this was the exactly the kind of situation he wanted to avoid, he did not want Ryotaro looking unfavorably upon him for being in a fight and especially didn't want Nanako hearing about this.
"WAIT! I was just-!"
To Souji's sudden surprise yet again, Kanji didn't just run up to Souji, which Souji had prepared for, he jumped up and dove at him with the intent to spear him down to the pavement.
Caught by surprise, yet again, Kanji nailed Souji to the floor, sat on top of him and began pummeling him in the face.
Souji was furious now. He was about to shove Kanji off of him when he heard a sudden scream.
"Kanji-kun! What are you doing! Stop it!" shouted Yukiko, running over to the middle of the pavement horrified. It seems she had only just finished speaking with Kanji's mother.
Yukiko grabbed Kanji's fist as he was about to strike Souji again.
"Kanji-kun! This is the new student at the school, Souji-kun, his uncle's a detect-!" Yukiko tried to warn before Kanji absentmindedly struck her with the back of his fist rather harshly before preparing to hit Souji again.
Souji was momentarily dazed, both from the abrupt attacks, and the beauty of how betrayed Yukiko looked at Kanji hitting her out of instinct. Instinct really was a concept that girl had a hard time grasping...
Souji finally shoved Kanji off of him before he could strike him in the face again. Kanji reeled at the force of the shoving in surprise, not expecting Souji to be so strong. Souji got up touching his face and hissed as he felt the small bruises. They would heal in time though. But alas... so much for not getting into a fight with the fucker.
He walked toward Yukiko and noticed she had a small bruise on her face.
'Good' he thought, 'Now whatever carelessness I did to her when she used the suffix '-kun' for that idiot can be blamed on the idiot himself.'
Kanji got up and again ran at Souji again. When Kanji had run close enough, Souji swiftly and skillfully punched Kanji in the stomach, disabling his momentum as well and then pushed him to the floor on his back. Souji walked beside his fallen body and stepped on his abdomen. Kanji screamed in pain and rage at the harsh blow. Kanji tried pushing Souji's foot off with his arms but it was no use.
"Don't move." said Souji, threateningly, putting more force on his foot. Kanji glared at him in anger and hidden fear. Kanji had never once been the one who was manhandled. He had always been tougher than the opponent and usually they ran away from idle threats easily enough anyway. "Look the other way."
Kanji tried spitting at him only for the spit to fly back and hit him in between the eyes. Souji looked at him surprised by the display of pure stupidity. Kanji tried wiping the spit out of his eyes as Souji let go of his abdomen and walked quickly to Yukiko's fallen form and helped her up.
"We're leaving." snapped Souji, angered by the events that had just transpired. "Now."
Yukiko merely nodded, her visage displaying a forlorn look. She no longer wanted to spend any time here either. He would make her tell him the details of anything unusual she may have seen or spoken of with Kanji's mother once they were away from the idiot. The kid wasn't worth saving assuming Souji's theory about the kidnappings were correct and he would be the next victim. He was sure the next one would be Kanji due to his appearance on both TV and the Midnight channel but he obviously didn't give a shit about that at the moment.
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Seta Souji, the infamous magnificent bastard