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25.

"Perfect," Tsumugi thought, bowing and taking off her hat as she closed her eyes, thinking about the next stage in her plan.

"Now, off to have some fun," she thought, then stood up, flicking back her hair and turned on her heel, walking off the stage and into the flanks. The other whores just stared at her, mainly fear, because the sugar glint was firmly in place and a small, dangerous smile was playing around her lips.

"I'm glad Mio was able to make it, and Ritsu, too. I really do owe for giving me the address to this hideous rut," she thought as she put on a knee length black skirt and twirled the cane around her fingers as she walked down the corridor, avoiding the other people's eyes. She hadn't asked Ritsu to find the address to work at this rut hut permanently, she had come here for a much sweeter reason.

"Good show out there, love," a skanky woman said, nudging Tsumugi's shoulder with her own. The blonde stopped in her tracks and looked down as the woman sniggered, and continued to walk down the corridor. In one swift movement, Tsumugi had turned around and pounced on the woman, holding her up against the wall. The woman's eyes went wide in fear as Tsumugi stared at her with the sugar glint firmly in place and a deadly smile. She then held up two fingers and, with a giggle, slashed the woman's exposed stomach.

"Why thank you," she said in her sickly sweet voice, smiling courteously as she stepped away from the woman, who slumped to the floor while clutching her bleeding stomach. She took off the woman's black skirt and slipped it onto her own body. When finished, Tsumugi continued to walk down the corridor with her hands behind her back and humming the tune she had danced to.

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Tsumugi came to the front of a door with a broken guitar on the front and a black star with red paint splattered, to make it look blood stained. She knew she had the right door, because the rough voice inside belonged to the person she wanted the most right now.
"I'm teling ya, she's a real show stopper!"

The blonde placed her back to the wall and listened in with eager ears. the voice grew louder and more lively as it continued to speak.
"That jazz number was impressive, even though I ain't a jazz fan. All the guys were like dogs, the way she strutted on that stage. I'm telling ya, she ain't no freak o' nature, so I ain't got no idea whatcha goin' on about, kay?"

"Ah, on the phone," Tsumugi thought, because there was a pause, then a laugh from the room. She needed the phone conversation to hurry up so she could get to work.

"I think I'm gonna keep her, ya know, she's good for the males," that made Tsumugi raise her eyebrows and smirk. By the time she would be finished with her, she was sure as hell not going to keep working at this craphouse.

"Keep dreaming, Miss Kawaguchi," she thought, the smirk turning into a dangerous smile. However, Norimi's voice was now shouting into the phone.

"Shut up! Ya fuckhead! There ain't nothing wrong with her, she didn't go fucknuts on anyway and she performed like a motherfucking angel! I think y'all are just jealous because my club it fucking better than that shithole the two of you still work at. I get real customer wih the dough to make me over the fucking moon, and I've got this new bitch on my side to keep the greens reeling in, so shut ya mouths, you fucking bitches, and get back to running the fuckdump that ya both are failin' at keeping on it's own two feet!" There was a slam and a shout of anger, then silence. Tsumugi smiled and placed her hands together with glee.

"Best to enter now," she thought, then turned to the front of the door, and knocked three times.

"What the fuck do you want," Norimi's drained voice called through the door, that Tsumugi opened gently, then stood in the doorway with her hands behind her back.

The room had red and black drapes, broken guitars, smashed bottles of jack daniels, ripped posters and a broken desk with two chairs. Norimi was sitting at the desk with her head in her hands and two bottles of jack daniels next to her. She was muttering swear words into her hands.

"My, rough night?" Tsumugi asked in a gentle tone that made Norimi's head snap up. Her eyes were read and swollen and her hair was matted with her makeup smudged across her face. She gave Tsumugi a smile and slapped the chair in front of her desk.

"Have a seat, love," she said, but Tsumugi didn't sit down, but leaned on the side with a smile. As if she was sitting in that chair. Norimi took a bottle of alcohol and shook it as she spoke.

"Ya know, you killed them out there tonight. You have a way with men that makes us jealous," she said as she took a long swig from the bottle and slammed it back down on the table. Tsumugi kept the smile on her face, but widened her eyes as Norimi started to speak again, hiccupping.

"Ya know, I'm surprised you came down here. I thought you had shitbuckets of cash, right?"
Tsumugi's lip curled as she stared at the bottles of alcohol, then back at the drunken mess.

"I do, but I need enrichment in my life," she said, putting an overdose of sweetness into the word that made Norimi laugh and put her feet up on the table with a loud 'thunk' from her dirty boots. Tsumugi's lip stayed curled as she eyed the boots with a locked gaze.

"Enrichment? You must be a lost Alice or something."

"Bored, to be precise," Tsumugi said as she paced around the chair and desk, accentuating her legs like a proud horse, tossing back her hair and looking into the swollen black eyes, that were out of focus as Norimi chuckled with a harsh tone.

"Then you must've been pretty fucking bored to come to my humble abode."

"Ah, but I chose to come to this rut," Tsumugi said in a clear, cold voice that made Norimi shiver slightly. Tsumugi articulated her body to sit on the desk with her chest out and fingers extended, threading through Norimi's disgusting hair.

"Ya know, out of all the bitches that work here, I think I like you the best, um... what's your name?"
Tsumugi mentally sweat dropped, but kept her gave and thoughts on what she needed to do. Leaning on the desk, she wrapped her hand around Norimi's neck, and saw the ugly tattoo of the words 'DEATH DEVIL' that wrapped around her neck. Norimi hiccupped as she let the blonde caress her neck.

"My name is not important, but you will be screaming it later," she said in the same cold voice as Norimi chuckled. Tsumugi could feel the muscles in her neck rise up and down with each movement.

"This tat is pretty important to me, I got it with my old band. We did this club together, and I decided to let old Yama get the money for me. She chose this rich bitch who had more money that you could poke a fucking stick at, so she got the better of her, and now we both run this place with our heads up with bitches and bottles of jack, we have the time of out lives every night!"

Norimi stared to laugh, and Tsumugi sat back and let the hair fall over her face to hide her eyes. Norimi stopped laughing, and looked up at the blonde through her blurry haze.

"My, this woman seems loyal to you," she responded in a voice full of icy thorns. Norimi shivered again as Tsumugi's grip tightened around her hair and neck.

"I knew that girl, she had a kind heart and cared for everyone she knew. She gave her closest friends tea and cakes, and she would never hurt anyone, no matter how cruel they were." Tsumugi's voice darkened with sweetness trickling off it like poison as her grip tightened. Norimi started to cough and spluttered for hair and she winced in pain at how hard the blonde's grip on her hair was. The room turned cold as dark aura started to surge through the air, causing Norimi's eyes to widen.

"W-What the fuck?" she cried out as the blonde let go of her, scratching her skalp with her nails.

"That girl isn't here anymore," she said in an evil voice with a giggle of insanity. She looked up, and Norimi actually screamed. Her lips were curled into an insane,, bloodthirsty smile, flashing perfect white teeth, and the blonde hair framed her face to make her look even more demonic, but as usual, her eyes were wide and dark with icy flames of insanity blazing. Blood trickled out of her nose and around her mouth, which she licked up and laughed her dark, savage laugh that sent shadowed vibrations through the room. Something was glinting in her hand, and as Norimi looked down, she saw the cake knife glinting under the broken light.

"That girl is now Captain Tsumugi," the psychopath chimed with a growl, and began to stab at the woman, who let out cries and screams of terror as the girl's manic laugh filled the room.

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