In the basement, a boy aged seventeen years old brown hair, and quite right in height, and not so much in his body, his blood brown eyes, and the mask was covered with a slight a blood, and he wore a black gloves, and a t-shirt short red sleeves were covered with an apron with blood, and he held on to the knife that he was holding with a much a blood, and he looked at the floor with no living body he had killed. No longer living body is a greasy old man, aged 50 years old, and seeing the body of an old man with a stab wound in his stomach, and with his neck stretched out, The blood goes out much on the floor from the old man.
He removed the lid from the mouth. and he looked at the cold looking at the inanimate old man.He approached the inanimate old man, held the old man's foot, and pulled him to the table and can see the slip pull of blood on the floor. He stopped pulling the inanimate old man near the table. He put his first under the arm of old man, and took his on the table and pushed his slowly, and then stepped on the leg with his foots.He placed a lifeless old man on the table, he turned round and went to the end with a table with a variety of knives.He looks at various knives that can be chopped into old man's body.He saw a knife that was a knife chef, but could not possibly have a peculiar knife. He looked again at different knives, but he found out that he look the knife was the cleaver, he took the knives and saw a mirror that was seen in a knife reflex, smeared him, and rubbed the metal knife sharpened by knife.After he had pointed the knife, he looked again and touched the edge, and his fingers pulled out of the little blood that came out of his fingers, sprinkling his blood.
He went to the table dead old man holding the knife cleaver.He began to hold the leg of the old man, and began to cut the piece of old man with the body to the point of refinement.
After he was strangled by the piece of the old man's body, which was behind him home, with a cask of fire in which he could burn the piece that had been stabbed by the old man's body as if it had been roasted. He waited to hold the barrel of the barrel, which was next to him with the wrapping of black plaque with a piece of body. The fire was hot, he pulled the piece out of black plastic, until the body was burned.He had finished burning all the pieces he had burned and even burned his apron with blood and a knife and gloves.
He had a water hose behind him, so he washed his hands and his hands well, Finished his hands and face washed, He entered his house suddenly called to him.
"Issei-chan!"
There was a little boy aged like five or nine years old, with a black hair ponytail with a bangs, and in between his cheek hair tied in with bangs, and his skin was warm ivory, and green eye, and he was wearing short-sleeved green in a tshirt and inside with a black sleeveless, black short and he wore a green shoe.
And he looked happy to see the name of that boy was Issei. Issei was happy to see his treasure cute little boy, he approach to small cute black haired boy and he kneel down, and give a warm hug and said.
"Ericko-kun~ You are so cute today~" he hugged to little boy with a warm smile.
While little black haired boy hugged with a cute giggle, Issei was smiling when he heard a little boy giggle.
"No one can come near my little one, or whoever holds him, I'll kill them when they do that." He thought, as could see his blood brown eyes was creepy and dangerous.