:O This is the first time, ever, I've ever reached a chapter ten in my writing. Woohoo!!

Oh, terrible news: starting tomorrow I have college -- registered for five classes yet again for my second semster. I don't know how my new scheduale is going to be like but I'm guessing it'll be hectic. This obviously means no more almost-everyday updates, but I'll be updating weekly, sorry! I'm not going to be abondoning this fic and I hope you guys won't too. I'm going to give a shout out to everyone who has supported me so far, thank you all so much!

-- ichixichigo

-- WickedLovelyRocks

-- MrAnonymousDude

-- Sessho's Girl

-- Yuki Uzumaki

-- anon

-- Shikaido Yuki

-- Nameless person

& also DarkFlame Alchemist, rozenstrawberry, That Reminiscent Sky, xXkono-hana-sakuya-himeXx, SaChan22, and Kumiko-sensei.

Disguise

Shiori looked around the veiled cart, it was full of young women like herself. The girl groaned inwardly as one of the girls sitting beside her started weeping on her shoulder, the experience became more horrifying as the started girl wiping her snot with Shiori's clothes.

Shiori hated overcrowded places. She didn't know how to explain it but at times where there were a low of people she felt like something was constricting her, she would have trouble breathing and feel light-headed all of a sudden. Thankfully, she wasn't having any of those nausea-like symptoms right now. It was still uncomfortable how cramped the transport was. She hoped they would arrive at their destination as soon as possible.

The Flugel ordered some men from Omura to search for young attractive women from all around, abduct them, and use them for their indulgence. The would later git rid of them once they've had their fun. It was sick people like them that crushed the innocent, pure hearts growing inside people in the world. This way she could stop them from exploiting women too.

Of course, they could never lay a hand on Shiori – that was utterly impossible and an amusing thought to her. If they tried, they wouldn't be breathing the next second. Shiori was placed here between these victims on purpose. This was a part of their plan.

Hotaru and Shiori discreetly followed these people as they abducted women from one place to another. When they saw the chance Hotaru sped up to the cart with his inhuman speed, placed Shiori in the cart when the Omura men were shoving newly found girls inside the cart.

No one spotted Hotaru, it all happened in a blink of an eye. The girls who were inside the cart later did wonder when Shiori arrived but shrugged it off because they had more things to worry about. This cart was headed to The Flugel base, right to the culprits who killed her family. What was Shiori's part in all of this? She had to pretend to be one of the victims. Once in the base, She would distract them (or assassinate them if given an opportunity) until Hotaru was done with whatever he was suppose to do.

Shiori looked around to see all the women cuddled together, they were all terrified and some of them even weeped out of helplessness. Who wouldn't be in their state if they had been snatched away from their homes and forced to go along with strange people to be brought to even more stranger people.

Shiori felt like she had to act as one of the victims in the cart to not attract too much attention, so she thought she'd put up an act. "Oh, no! What's going to happen us!? I'm so scared!.." Shiori cried out and everyone in return started embracing and patting her back in return. Get away from me you dumb women, Shiori gnarled inwardly as everyone comforted her.

Shiori briefly glanced at this one girl that stood out of the crowd. She looked slightly younger than Shiori and had ivory-colored hair that reached a little below her chin, her bangs were arched and she had bright orange-colored eyes. She was beautiful. She didn't react like the other women – or actually, wasn't reacting at all. She just sat there silently, thinking of something.

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There he stood, Lieutenant General Eugen Oelberg. He had dark hair that was gelled towards the side and a small mustache on the bottom of his nose. He was lean and brawn, and wore some kind of azure-colored uniform that everyone in the base seemed to be wearing. The man looked like he was in his forties. Shiori felt her fists tightening. Murderer.

The Flugel headquarters was a giant manor that was located in some isolated mountainous region near Omura. Hotaru probably found this place out by now, Shiori thought. The manor expanded greatly with many rooms. All these people were holding strange weapons.

The women were all told to line up infront of the old man.

"My, my, such beautiful women." The man grinned as he rubbed his hands together and gawked at all the women one-by-one, his voice was quite deep and rough-sounding. Shiori wanted to kick his head, a thousand times till he bled and asked for forgiveness. Did she really have to go through this? Was this really necessary? Or was Hotaru was making her do this as revenge for speaking harshly to him earlier? He was a demon, afterall.

"I love to spend my time with all of you but I can't, because I want to commit myself to all of you and give you each equal time. For that reason, I'll be picking three of you every night until I'm done with this batch. Is that fine with all of you?"

Without waiting for a reply, he started walking back-and-forth to make up his mind. Bastard, Shiori thought shutting her eyes to bury her annoyance. She couldn't let the anger get the best of her.

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"Hmm, I choose you. You'll be my first lady." the man howled, his voice was pretty loud. Shiori blinked, he was standing right infront of her with a shady expression. Shiori made a face at him. I despise you, Hotaru. When this is all over, I'm going to murder you. Count on it.

"Your beauty is very intoxicating.. what is your name?" The man asked, gazing down at the girl's body now.

"Hinata. Hinata Fujioka." Shiori fibbed, staring at him with a bored expression.

"Very beautiful.. Please stand over here." The man pointed to an empty space and muttered, walking away and finding the two other girls for the night. Shiori stood at the place where she was supposed to and sighed. This was going to be a very long night.