14xx/06/27 Johannes Calendar

57 days since arrival…

What a shitty day…

I went out shopping. Can't find anything useful at all. Preservation Jar is already heavy enough as it is, and more food ain't gonna cut it. No one is selling ammo or anything useful really. So I wanted to spend the day chilling in the park or something.

That is, until I met Natsuki again.

And it was on complete accident. One moment I was strolling the backyard, looking for anything to eat or anything to amuse myself, when I saw her talking to a tall muscle-bound dude timidly. I was intrigued by it, considering how much she loved Oskar and never seems to shut up about him. The fact that her behaviour changed drastically when we set foot on Iliasburg itself makes it even more suspicious. So, I waited, and listened on to it as best as I can get.

Next thing happened; she was giving him head.

If I didn't know better, I would've fucked off already. It's not like sex is a taboo subject around here. Hell, even prostitution was supported and even idolised by some. But something inside me is yelling at me to go bust some heads, and that's what I do.

Look, I know I have a mountain of corpses on my name. I know I should try and find a peaceful solution for every situation. But what the fuck do you expect me to do when that muscular dude not only go harder on her, he literally threatened me by saying the he'll fuck me up? I've killed men for less! It wasn't even my fault; fucker was asking for it when she told me that his friends will target her sisters. He just signed his own death warrant!

So, after wiping the blood off my knife, the first thing I asked is where her sister is and the rest of his crony, cuz the way I see it, free loot is free loot. She was in full panic, but a slap in the face and some encouragement was enough to yield the name of the organization. Just some hood trash that got too big for its britches, not even worth remembering.

So, after disposing the body, Natsuki led me and Latina to her house, which is at the edge of the slums. The house is okay by the look of it, but it ain't brand new nor does it look wealthy at all. Just your average suburb family living right at the edge of the bad part of town. So, she and I walked into the house, and saw two of her sisters were getting a train run on them.

Do people not fear death anymore?

Her younger sisters were…honestly, what was I expecting? Of course, they gonna look like her. Sure, the youngest one got blue eyes and black hair and the older one got a mop of blonde and brown eyes instead, and yes, they got tits the size of basketballs. After the formalities, I decided to interrogate one of the survivors, and asked if they have any other idiots who threatened the little family here.

Apparently, they do have a base so close actually, and they surprisingly have more members than I expected. That was clear when I saw a group of dudes coming right in front of the house, telling me that if I gave up the girls, he'll let me go free. Damn, what am I supposed to do? Let them walk away? I mean, that's what Natsuki wanted to do, and honestly, I have no idea whether I want to slap her again or comfort her. On one hand, childhood trauma is a total bitch and a big-ass block to overcome. But on the other hand, she's a fucking adventurer! We both has slaughtered enough Monster Girls on our way home that our wallets are full! And you just wanted to give up right then and there?!

So of course, I walked outside the house and reminded the world again of why I am a Scarlet Devil in the first place.

After killing the first group of ten, I asked one of them again, if they have more of them in the fort. They said yes, and told me that I'll get killed for this. I thanked him for his cooperation, and crushed his skull with my foot. I mean, I'm already this deep, why not finish it?

But the first thing I did is to call up on the other boys to watch over her little family. Captain wasn't around, but Kael seems happy to take care of them, much to Oskar's and I personal distaste, considering where he came from. He did ask me what or why am I doing this in the first place, alone and without backup no less. I mean, this is a city and when there's blood, there's trouble, and when there's trouble, the guards usually run like hell to said trouble.

I told him that she's one of my boys for now, and if there's one thing I can't stand, is seeing someone screwing with my boys, literally or figuratively. That, and the fact that I found it way easier to just rip the problem from the source than trimming the weed every month or so.

Natsuki surprisingly, regained her balls and wanted to join me on my little clean-up expedition. Something along the line of making things right. So, I agreed, and we decided to go hunting at night. After all, the best way to overcome trauma is to face it down, beat the shit out of it, then piss all over its fucking grave.

I can take them on my own, but with Natsuki at my side? I can't afford to go loud, so we loaded up in whatever stuff we needed for stealth operations. Her weapons already stealthy enough, but I have to dip into my coffers to get a proper crossbow and some bolts. Much more reliable than throwing knives, and much cheaper than buying vials of fast-acting poisons.

So that night, we went into the slums and into their territory, which is basically just a small collection of run-down housing surrounding a big hotel-like building. Apathy and complacency make for easy prey, while bloodlust and practice make for fearsome hunters. In the darkness of the night, we carved a path of blood all the way to the top, unseen and unheard. When day comes tomorrow, there won't be a single soul left in the fort.

Natsuki wasn't as enthusiastic as I am. She went on her task with grim reluctance, and outright refused to hurt any servants on the way here. It has fallen to me to silence the few so that we remain undetected, much to my utter displeasure. Choking ain't like in the movies, and I ain't comfortable with just tying people up and telling them they can try and free themselves when morning came.

But it was smooth sailing, all the way up to the big boss's chamber. He didn't look too memorable, but then again, that's a plus in this line of work. Can't get close to your prey when you already looked murderous enough. Now that we caught him naked and balls deep in some poor whore, the rest was formality really. Let him run his mouth about begging for forgiveness, then let Natsuki deal the coup de grâce.

Except that didn't happen.

She gave a long speech about being better than him. That I agree. But the reasoning she gave was completely fucking ludicrous. Second chance? Mercy? Killing him would make her no less monstrous than he is? Bitch, please! You don't get this loaded from being honest! So when I saw the smile on her face as the two fuckers start sobbing in gratitude, I honestly thought that she wanted to do a bait-and-switch. Ruthless. I like it. Give them hope and dash them to pieces.

Except she walked away with that self-satisfied smirk on her face. She wants me to do her dirty work? Alright, no problem. Gutted them both with my knife. Then Natsuki bolted at me and told me to stop, but by the time she manages to grab me, the white bedsheets have turned crimson. She got angry, told me that it wasn't necessary. Maybe she wanted to use them as hostages? Leverage? Blackmail? Doesn't matter. They're both fucking dead. Told Natsuki to fuck off and loot the house while I carve some message on their chest. She refused, so I compromised by writing the wall with their blood. Then we looted.

After that lucrative looting run, we decided to bounce and head back home. Natsuki was fuming on the way home, even though I have no idea why. I'll talk to her once her head cools off. For now, the attic calls me.

Let's hope tomorrow will be fine for once…