This entire chapter is Kululu centric. To better show you his character since he's gotten less story time than the rest of the characters.
The greatest sin of the Hinata House was how boring it was. The little rats that ran around in it, sticking to a polite world of schedules, it was such a boring little thing. Everything remained the same like a dollhouse. The dolls were always in the same place and their personalities were easy to read.
He was better than that. Better than this place. Kululu didn't belong here.
Pity though, I don't have any plans for the day. He thought to himself. He might have been chained up, restrained, even unable to talk at times but if there was one thing he had it was plans.
Plans were far more important than dignity. And usually he had plans within plans of how to entertain himself, whether it be his latest plan for escape (which he had just about run out of, he had tried everything in the book and the Hinata House was surprisingly persistent in keeping him intact) or playing the interesting and fun game of 'how many people can I kill before getting caught?'.
Both of his favorite past times had run their course though. The last staff member he had killed besides that stupid girl Yue was a dull three months ago. He had figured out how to change the pitch on his laugh, something that he was still able to do even with his mask on, to a frequency and pitch that it had burst their ear drums. The internal bleeding had ruptured something in their brain and they had died.
Now on rare occasions his mouth was stuffed with cotton during the nights so he didn't do that again.
His last escape plan had died around the time his darling little guinea pig had. It had been to rile up the patient Giroro until he exploded, forcing him to lash out in anger to maul him so that that the staff would have to bring Kululu to a place less suited for him- the hospital, to fix him. Unfortunately he had been caught and sent straight back to the Hinata house.
How dull. I suppose I'll just have to let something new fall into my traps. Like a fly in a web. Plenty of stupid people came up to the fourth floor. Patients from the first floor who had heard rumors, thought they would survive. And usually none of them did save for a few rare cases.
The boy, Fuyuki Hinata, who had visited a week ago, had survived for one. Maybe it was because of the fact that he looked so scared that he had almost pissed himself. Kululu wanted to laugh at that pathetic display.
Still there was a decent amount of common sense to not come in to his...room? Cage? Lair? It was the den of a monster. That was all he knew.
I wonder if he'll come back. Kululu thought to himself. Fuyuki Hinata. The boy with such grand delusions he believes aliens exist. Idly Kululu's mind flipped through the files he had memorized on group A.
The staff sure had been mad when they learned he had the ability to hack into their computer systems and read everybody's files from his headphones when he was bored.
Kululu's eyes skittered over the wires thrown around the room, connecting to the walls like some sort of mess. They might have chained him there but they were also useful sometimes.
Who knew one of my greatest inventions as a child they'd wire into the walls? Maybe it hadn't been the greatest idea to modify his brain and insert headphones into and wiring to improve his ability with technology, but also his processing speed. It had certainly been taken advantage of plenty of times to chain him there.
But wires were a two-way thing. And if they intended to take advantage of him, he'd do the same to them.
"Good morning patient Kululu Jaune!" A sing song voice opened the door and the harsh light from the outside hallway glared in Kululu's eyes.
He wasn't used to it, and as usual he repelled away from the hallway light. The girl standing in the hallway didn't look like a therapist that he had ever seen, much less read about. What kind of therapist had pink streaks in their hair?
Where's Garuru? I like playing with him and annoying him. Kululu thought to himself.
"My name is Sai Uru. I'm here to...Well, I wanted to get to know you better. They wanted to see if I could help make progress on your case!" The girl was peppy, kind.
Kululu hated peppy and kind.
I guess this one will have to do. Boy do I like breaking people. Kululu smiled beneath his mask, his glasses glinting in a malicious way. Something had finally just dropped into his lap, entertainment.
He was going to send this righteous therapists attitude back to whatever planet she hailed from. She obviously hadn't met him before and realized what kind of trouble she was in.
"Before I do your normal doctors examination to start off your morning, how about I sing you a morning song?" Sai offered.
Kululu didn't move. He just waited for whatever she was going to do. It was better to try to figure her out before making a move. Then, and only then could he break her. After all, observation was a key part of the scientific adventure.
Sai took this to mean she was making newfound progress with Kululu that nobody else had thought of doing. "What a lovely morning! Let's sing to the birds and the chikadees!" She started singing a lot.
Kululu didn't tune her out. Instead he focused on how off-tune she was and started rocking around to make noise, just to annoy her at every little climax of her song. Every note that she tried to get down perfectly.
She frowned. "Okay, temperature time." She unhooked Kululu's mask to put the thermometer in his mouth.
Guess she was so dumb that she took the old fashioned thermometer. Garuru always took a different one so he didn't have to talk to me. Kululu realized. She must have been a newbie. She probably didn't even know there were different types of thermometers and they didn't all have to go in the mouth.
"Ku, ku, ku. I can see why you're a therapist." Kululu started talking.
Sai smiled brightly. "Oh? And why is that?"
"Because you obviously couldn't make it singing! Man, that was the worst thing I've ever heard. And I don't even have ears properly anymore!" Kululu was a classic jerk. Blunt and didn't hold anything back.
Sai's eyes grew teary as if Kululu would stop picking on her if she teared up. Like someone with his morals would care about her. She rudely shoved the thermometer in his mouth and got the cuffs ready to take his blood pressure. "You're just trying to be mean to make yourself feel better."
She took the thermometer out so he could apologize.
"If I sung like you, I'd tell myself that too." Kululu admitted. "You should count yourself lucky that you can't hear your voice how it actually sounds."
"My voice is very attractive!" Sai replied getting the rest of her doctor's examination tools ready, pressing a button on his upright bed so it would weigh him and measure his height. "Plenty of people have told me that."
"Like your mother? That doesn't count. Ku, ku, ku." Kululu laughed again wickedly as Sai tried to process someone being so mean to her.
She tried to play it cool. Be the better person. She tried to change the subject. "Is it all right if I skip the blood draw? I'm kind of afraid of blood. Isn't that cute and girly? It's the classic thing for a girl like me to say." She boasted.
Kululu rolled his eyes. She was annoying but he wasn't annoyed by her. These sort of people were the most fun to break. The most satisfying. The ones who were way too egotistical. "Sure thing. After all, by the end of today I'm sure you'll see a lot of blood." His voice was low. He adjusted it to be its usual frightening tone to unnerve people.
Sai jumped back, caught off guard by the change in atmosphere. The lights that had just been turned on flickered for a moment- a coincidence, but it almost sent Sai screaming.
"W-what do you mean?" Sai asked.
"I thought I was obvious. By the end of today you'll be lying on the ground, bleeding out and dead. Do you doubt I can do it?" Kululu asked.
Sai gave a frightened nod.
"I've been to over fifty different institutions just like this one over the course of my life. I've been contained to the best of the staff's ability since I was six. And no matter how hard they try I still get away with killing people. Do you know how many people I've killed while I was institutionalized? No?" Kululu glanced down at Sai, who was now on the floor shivering a bit, shaking her head. "Over two thousand, at least. That's 40 per institution for someone who I can tell isn't the greatest at math." Kululu mocked. "That's more than the sub-par 500 I killed before I was locked away. Ku, ku, ku. So of course I have the capability of killing you. Don't even think for a second that even though I'm the one in chains you're the one in power in this situation."
Sai looked like she'd run away screaming. She dropped Kululu's pills- probably pointless anyway, they obviously weren't helping him be any less terrible, and ran out of the room and slammed the door.
He had scared her off.
"Hmmm...Five minutes. New record." Kululu said excitedly to himself. Still, she was staff, and she wasn't dead yet. So she'd be forced to come back.
He was just glad to have that damn mask off.
Sai did come back. She was too unnerved to feed him breakfast, so Kululu had to skip- someone as chained up as him of course couldn't eat breakfast on his own, it was dangerous, but she did come back at 9:30 for his usual scheduled therapy with Garuru.
"I'm...I'm sorry I got frightened. That wasn't very professional of me. I realized that was unlike me. Patients just like to make ghost stories of this place. I of course know you aren't dangerous." Sai didn't look like she was convinced of her own words.
She however still believed that if anybody could change Kululu it was her. So she pulled up a chair and sat in front of him.
"Let's talk about our encounter in the morning. How did it make you feel?" Sai asked, hoping to do what she really shined at- therapy.
"Didn't make me feel much of anything. You aren't worth wasting my feelings on." Kululu told her. Really it made him feel powerful. But he wasn't telling her that.
Sai frowned. "Well, I hope as we learn more about each other, you'll trust me enough to show me your feelings." She tried to be polite.
"Of course." Kululu's voice was no longer low and scary, but sophisticated and almost sensual in a way. "After all I would always be happy to describe in detail all the different ways I plan to have you gut yourself. Or how it feels to smell a rotting corpse, what it looks like-" He paused, keeping to his tone of voice.
Sai was looking rather nauseous. "Let's change the subject, shall we?" She smiled. "Ummmm...Do you have any friends? You talk to Garuru often! What about imaginary friends? Even those are okay."
"Better question- Do you have any friends?" Kululu restated her question to be annoying. "Oh wait, I already know the answer to that, it's a no. If you had friends they wouldn't let you wear that outfit." He dissed.
Sai gasped. "How would you know anything about fashion? This outfit is fine! You haven't been out in the real world for 11 years!"
"And yet I still know that your colors are clashing." Kululu sighed, "I would really see this as more of a problem on your part than mine. You're such a failure."
Sai frowned as she looked at her outfit. Was it really that terrible?
"Why do you pick on me so much? Is it to make yourself feel better?" Sai asked accusingly.
"Nah, for once, I'm letting you be special. I thought you'd be happy that someone's paying attention to you. I bet nobody else does." Kululu remarked.
Sai frowned some more. She wasn't even writing notes on her paper. She was just annoyed. "How about we sing a friendship song?"
She tried that, but Kululu just laughed and laughed.
She even tried sock puppets but even that failed her. Kululu began reciting science that sounded almost right about why the sock puppet was alive and sentient and how she was hurting it.
This of course ended with her worming her hand out of the sock puppet, leaving the room and screaming from his fake science.
"Ku, ku, ku." This was easier than he expected.
Yet again he didn't see Sai again for a while. Garuru did come in briefly to help him with his normal tasks.
His schedule was pretty strict. At 10:30 was his supervised bathroom break.
10:45 used to be group therapy but was now empty, he didn't do anything.
12:00 was his lunch break and another supervised bathroom break. Garuru had to feed him.
For five minutes at 1:30 he got a supervised phone call. Recently this privilege had been receded when it was revealed that he used those five minutes to not call up family, but prank call Garuru's boss's wife and impersonate Garuru and hit on her.
3:00-4:00 of course was his least favorite time. Mandatory exercise which was supervised. He was moved to a pole where he was chained with a leash. Moving was the worst.
He disliked 4:00-6:15 but it had stopped fazing him. He put up a cold facade.
6:15 was dinner and another bathroom break. 6:45-8:15 was doctor's appointments.
8:15-9:00 was empty or a 'supervised break'
Kululu didn't see Sai again until 9:00 pm, or lights out when he was being stuffed full of cotton so he wouldn't laugh. As they were putting the oxygen hook on his nose in case he choked, she popped in.
"I survived. So I'm better than you expected." Her peppy attitude was back, and she was enthusiastic. "Now...We can start developing our friendship and you can trust me. I'm sorry I left all day to prove you wrong."
Kululu couldn't reply or answer.
"Mark my words, Kululu, I will change you. Because I have the power to change people. Even jerks like you will become nice."
She smiled at him. A smile that Kululu didn't dislike. It seemed dumb and useful. Something he could break.
"I am your salvation, Kululu." Sai egotistically told him. She turned away believing this full-heartedly and left.
Ku. So that's the sort of person she is. The sort of 'wannabe Mary Sue' He thought.
Well, the whole salvation think was very obnoxious and deserved to be proven wrong. And Kululu was just the sort of person who would do that.
He had never thought of himself on the side of justice, but maybe getting rid of Sai was something of a favor for the rest of the world.
Either way he knew the type of person she was now. And he could easily pull at her strings until she did and reacted in any way that he wanted.
New people being added into his world was always a welcome change. Because he always liked to just as easily dismiss them.