Airi cut down the demon with ease, yelling out in victory as it disappeared. She turned to find Hibiki doing the same to an Orc. The two had been sent out to dispatch a small gathering of demons, with Yamato figuring the two of them would be enough. Neither of them complained.

"Nicely done, as usual!" Airi said, and Hibiki nodded.

"Was that all of them?" Hibiki asked. The two looked around the park.

"I think so. Unless one of them is weirdly sneaky." Airi said, and turned back to Hibiki. "Seriously though, why are you so good at this? You've only been doing it for a few days, yet you fight like you've been doing it for years." He shrugged.

"I guess I'm just a natural?" He said. Airi nodded, and the two became silent. They looked at each other, their eyes meeting. Airi felt her face turn red, but she tried not to look away like she usually did.

"H-hey, Hibiki? There's…something I've been meaning to tell you…" she started.

"What is it?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I…I think…" Airi took a second to take a breath before speaking again, "…I think I-" But before she could finish, a giant Orc appeared out of nowhere, and before either Airi or Hibiki could react, the Orc snatched up Airi by the throat, and squeezed as it roared in her face.

"Aaakk! H-Hibiki-!" She screeched, her voice hoarse and rough. The sound of it cut through Hibiki's heart like a blade, and he lunged, but he was too slow. The Orc squeezed, and Hibiki heard a sickening crack as it broke Airi's neck, shattering her windpipe. She slumped over, the hands that had been clawing at the Orc's fist falling to her side. The Orc tossed her aside, and charged at Hibiki. But Hibiki was fast, and before the Orc knew it, it was dead.

Hibiki didn't wait to watch the demon vanish, and instead ran to Airi. He didn't need to check for a pulse to see that she was dead. He fell to his knees next to her as he stared into her now lifeless eyes, which were beaming with joy and life only a minute ago. Hibiki laid his face against her chest and cried, and cried, and cried.


The funeral was brief, and felt empty, at least to Hibiki. Yamato told the agents that showed up how Airi was a hard worker and always strove to do her best and all those meaningless, basic words that felt hollow. Yamato said he'd be moving her body to a freezer to keep her preserved until they could arrange a proper burial.

After the quick proceedings, Io walked over to where Hibiki was sitting, silently staring at the closed coffin that Airi was resting in.

"Hey, how are you doing?" Io asked, even though the answer was obvious. Hibiki didn't answer, so Io cleared her throat, and sidled up next to him. She grabbed his arm and squeezed it. "I…I know how much you two cared about each other." Hibiki looked over at her with surprise, to which she gave a nervous laugh. "It was pretty obvious. You two were always staring at each other and took any excuse to be alone." Hibiki sighed, looking back down at the floor. Io squeezed his arm again. "Look, I…when I lost my parents, I probably felt the same way, but…you can't let this hold you back. It's not what she would've wanted." Hibiki still didn't speak, but Io continued. "L-love…it…even through death." When Hibiki still refused to speak, she gave his arm one more squeeze, and walked away, leaving him to mourn Airi's death alone.


That night, Hibiki couldn't sleep. He couldn't stop imagining Airi's face…her frozen face of fear and pain, the way her neck looked, how still she was…

Before long he was crying again, unable to think about anything but her. But then, something strange happened…he started getting…angry.

It happened when he thought about what she was going to say. He grew angry as he was pretty sure he knew what she was going to say, and now he'd never get to hear it. But his anger turned to her instead. He felt…betrayed, betrayed that she'd left him so suddenly, that she hadn't noticed that last Orc, that she hadn't fought back harder, that she let herself get killed so easily. He wanted to yell, to scream at her, to ask her how she could do such a thing, but he couldn't…

But…maybe he could.

Resolved, Hibiki crept out of his room and started making his way down the halls towards the freezer room. Thankfully, he'd had to go there for something else beforehand, so he knew where it was. He didn't encounter anyone on the way, but even so, he still made sure to keep quiet. Once he was there, he stepped inside, cringing at how loud the door was, despite his best efforts to be quiet. He walked inside, shivering a moment before he went to the back room. There, sitting in the middle of the room, was her.

She was covered by a tarp, but he could see she still had her clothes on. Somehow, they'd managed to make her face look calm. She looked…beautiful. When he saw her face, a strange feeling came over him, and before he knew it, he had picked her up and was carrying her out of the freezer and back to his room. Thankfully no one came by, or else he would've had no way to explain this. He went inside and gently laid her on the bed. He removed the tarp and looked at her.

Her skin had turned a bit pale, but otherwise she looked the same. He couldn't help but look at her neck. It was horribly bruised and looked…flabby. There were indents in her skin where the Orc had gripped her. Yet…she looked beautiful.

Hibiki leaned forward, putting his hand out, and gently putting it against her chest. There was no heartbeat, no warmth, but…he could feel softness. The softness of her breast beneath her clothes. He gave it a squeeze, and felt himself instantly grow hard. He reached out the other hand and groped her other breast, squeezing and playing with them. Despite her being dead, they still felt so…soft.

Hibiki wasn't sure how long he spent massaging her breasts, but he grew curious about the other side, and gently flipped her body over. Her ass made a slight outline under her clothes and, without any hesitation, he reached out and firmly gripped her ass cheeks. Hibiki couldn't help but moan as he felt her soft flesh even through her clothes. He squeezed and moved her cheeks around like he'd done with her breasts. But, as he played with her ass, his anger started to return. He'd never get to hear her own moans. He could grope her all he liked, but she'd never react no matter what.

"Airi…" he said. "AIRI!" He yelled, before smacking her ass hard enough that it jiggled a bit. He paused, surprised by himself, not even worrying about someone having possibly heard him. Instead, he raised his hand again, and brought it down on her ass again. The sound of the slap made Hibiki's erection throb. So he did it again, and again, and again. He continued to strike her ass, making her body shudder as he landed blow after blow. Eventually, he flipped her over and started attacking her breasts, watching them bounce slightly as he slapped them. He slapped them to the left, to the right, up and down, every way he could. He could only imagine what she looked like underneath.

In fact…

Hibiki immediately went to undressing her. He nearly tore off her dress and skirt, as well as throwing off her scarf. He removed her shoes and stockings as well, and then looked at her. She was left in just her bra and panties, and he could see just how pale she was now, and how much her bruised neck stood out against the rest of her body.

With shaking hands, he lifted her up and undid her bra, watching as the cups fell once it was undone. He slowly removed her bra, throwing it over to her other clothes, and felt his breath escape him as he stared at them.

Her skin was a little red from him attacking her, but the rest of her breasts were pale and beautiful, topped by perky pink nipples. They were truly beautiful things, but he wasn't done yet. His eyes trailed down her stomach to her panties. He gulped as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down. He looked away as he pulled them down and off, and with a deep breath, he looked at her, that breath once again escaping him.

She was now completely naked, her body in full display. She was shaved, leaving nothing to the imagination except the inside. Her lips were also pale, but as Hibiki stared down at her body, he could no longer hold himself back. He quickly pulled down his pants and boxers, his hard cock springing free of its confines and standing tall. Hibiki took it in his hand and immediately started to pump. He moaned as he stared down at her nude body, but it wasn't enough. He reached out and firmly grasped her breast, moaning again as he was now able to feel it in all its glory. It was soft and cold, his hands sinking into the beautiful flesh. He pumped his cock faster as his arousal skyrocketed.

But he still wasn't done.

He struggled to flip her over with one hand, but when he managed to do it, his eyes widened as he was left staring at her ass, which was also red. He grabbed her cheek and squeezed. It felt similar to her breast, but different in a way that was hard to describe. Yet as he stared and touched her, his erection throbbed painfully, and he knew he wasn't going to last long. Yet he knew how he wanted to finish.

He flipped her back over and, with a smile, spread her legs. He was now able to see much more of her pussy. He was sad he wouldn't ever get a chance to see what it looked like when it was wet, but he still shivered at the sight of it. He pumped faster and faster, aiming his cock towards her as he stared at her pussy. Finally, after a few more violent tugs, he came. His semen erupted hard from his dick, and covered the dead girl's body, from her stomach, to her chest, and even her face. Hibiki's entire body was shaking, and his legs wobbled as he finished, nearly falling over.

After giving himself some time to cool down, he got himself dressed and left the room, heading to the bathroom to grab some supplies. Once he returned, he gently cleaned up her body, trying hard not to let himself get turned on again as he wiped the semen off her breasts in particular. Once he was sure it was all off, he looked down at her one last time. Then, he had an idea. He retrieved his phone and took a few pictures of her different body parts, so even when she was gone, he'd be able to have these pictures of her. The last one he took was of her face, peaceful, as if she was sleeping.

Then, he carefully dressed her again to the best of his ability, grabbed the tarp, put it over her, and carried her back to the freezer. He wasn't really thinking about anything the entire time he was doing all of this, and his body felt like it was just moving on its own. He gently set her body on the table, and left the room. He walked in a daze back to his room, and collapsed into bed, where he soon finally fell asleep.


Hibiki was only barely paying attention to Yamato's missing briefing, both because he was still upset about his lackluster speech at Airi's funeral, and also because he couldn't stop thinking about last night.

"And there you have it. Good luck to all of you." Yamato said, but as Hibiki stood up, he spoke again. "Hibiki, one moment please?" Confused, Hibiki nodded, and walked over to Yamato as the others dispersed.

"Yeah, what is it?" Hibiki asked. Yamato gave him a small smile, raising his eyebrows ever so slightly.

"You left the freezer door unlocked." He said, before walking away, leaving Hibiki standing there frozen in place, just like Airi's body…