Chapter 6: Fight Sheep. Fight.
"You and Miss Oryo are spending an awful lot of time together." Hermia comments as she arranges the papers on her temporary desk at the faculty room. Makishima and her desk are right beside each other.
He places his hand under his chin and looks at her. "Why? Jealous?"
"Most definitely not." She glares at him and his amused expression ticks her off even more. "Should've kept my mouth shut." She mutters and turns away.
She leaves him reading and goes to her next and final class before she can go back to the Bureau. She missed Kagari's cooking also her fingers are safe from any bleeding. Passing the art room, Hermia massages her temples, a headache just started.
She enters the classroom and proceeds with the lesson. Then she gives them a diagram to label the parts. Hermia thinks back to Makishima and how their paths always cross. She knew he was along the lines of a criminal but his name isn't even on the system so she wasn't sure. If he was a criminal, how many people has he hurt or worse, how many has he killed?
"Good bye, Miss Hyousetsu, we really wish you didn't have to go. You make learning Anatomy and Physiology easy." One of her students said and the rest agreed.
She chuckles. "I'm flattered, thank you. As much as I want to stay, I can't."
They show their appreciation by giving her a bouquet of flowers a few letters and homemade chocolates which they planned prior to that day. All the girls have left except for one. Hermia gathered her things but her headache intensified.
"Miss Hyousetsu, you look at us with such kind eyes." Rikako said in melancholy.
Hermia holds on to the edge of the table for leverage. Her knees are getting weak. "You always have a smile on your face despite any circumstances." Rikako continued, "Something I've been wanting my art to portray."
Everything the girl said was gibberish as Hermia tried to stay conscious but her eyelids were heavy and her whole body is shutting down. All she could think of was an image of a silver-haired angel before she fell into a dark void.
Hermia was in and out of mindfulness as Rikako took her to the warehouse. She was completely woken up with the sound of running water but she could feel the drug is still in effect. She was bound on her hand and feet.
She saw various sharp tools on the table and Rikako had her back turned to her, she was busy cutting something. Hermia felt lucky because the girl only used rope to bind her which was easier to get free if you wiggled your hands. She didn't want to think too much on what Rikako was cutting or by the sound of familiar bones being sawed, she didn't want to think who it was and that she might be next.
A few minutes later she was free.
"She's not home, is she?"
Gu-Sung shook his head. "I already checked the scanners twice."
Makishima stood by the tall glass window of his home. Hermia didn't come back to the faculty room when he left, he also didn't see her go to the bookstore, the only store that sells paperback books to which she goes to everyday. Hermia had her last class with Rikako as one of her students.
"Take me to the warehouse Rikako uses for her masterpieces."
They arrived to a mess. The chemicals Makishima made were spilled all over the room, with scattered bod parts and various tools. Hermia was leaning on the wall with a knife and Rikako held on to the cut on her shoulder blade.
"She isn't part of the game." Makishima hissed, his voice a mixture of anger and threat. Rikako was instantly rooted in fear.
"I-I.. I didn't kno..." She stuttered.
He strode towards Hermia and caught her before she fell back to an unconscious state. Gu-Sung watched at the damage. She put up a fight; no wonder Makishima was so interested in her. He liked sheep that can protect itself from wolves.
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