Chapter 17 The Black Reaper Returns
The air is wet. It brings a sense of discomfort to whomever that is currently being tormented in this room. The aimless fly is wandering around in the depressing atmosphere in an extremely discouraging fashion. The dimming light is not helping, either. It carries an illusionary headache onto the residents of this place. Looking like a warehouse, the room is filled with darkness, moisture, and smells of dead corpses.
There is Tatsumi.
"Ugh…" Trying to eliminate the dizziness in his head, the young boy gradually opens his green eyes. Contrasting to the dirty place, there is not a single mark of turbidity in his eyes.
"I… Where am I…" Tatsumi tries to straighten his body.
CLANG. CLANG. CLANG.
The playful sound of metal chains pops into his ears as a result.
"What? What's this? Is this some type of a sick joke?" Seeing the metal chains on his wrists and legs, Tatsumi finally grasps the image of his surroundings for the first time.
"Wait… I was invited to a house by a young lady, then I had dinner at her house, and then I fell asleep…"
Subconsciously, the boy uses his hands to hold onto his sword on his back, but nothing is there.
A cold shiver begins to cramp up his restless body.
"What the hell is happening?!"
"Hehe… it seems like you are finally awake, Tatsumi. That's the name, right?"
The "angel-like" girl, Aria, just appears from the corner of the room. Keeping her hands behind her back, she mischievously tiptoes toward the boy on the corner of the room. The blond hair seems excessively dark in the night, and her blue eyes are filled with a distorted sense of excitement.
"Oh, is that the wrong name, rat? Such a shame, because I really, really dislike to remember the names of scums!" Picking up her dress, Aria charges her high-heels into a speedy swing, aiming right into Tatsumi's stomach.
"Danger!" Subconsciously noticing the incoming threat, Tatsumi tries to move himself out of the kick, but his body is not responding to his thoughts.
SMACK!
"Oooff! Ou…" Covering over his stomach with his arms, the young boy collapses onto the ground.
"Oh, it seems that the drugs are still in effect." Blond hair sagging, abusive contentment pours out of Aria's eyes like demons flying out of the gates of hell.
"More! More! Let's me be satisfied, Tatsumi!"
Inch by inch, Aria takes out what she has been holding behind her back. Reflecting the pale moonlight, a black whip slows find its way to Tatsumi's view.
"Why… Why are you doing this?" Disappointment, worry, confusion, and all kinds of emotions creeps into Tatsumi's heart. What is happening to the people in this capital?
"Because it is fun! Right? Let us continue our little game now, shall we?"
A devilish smirk slowly occupies that angel-like face.
…
"Target location reestablished."
Fixing the mask on his face, Hei peacefully looks at the old warehouse in front of him.
"Intruders detected. Operation progression speed must be factored into later actions."
"Electron manipulation – Type Delta."
Walking calmly toward the warehouse door, Hei carefully observes the environment around him. Utilizing his powers, the world changes into the composition of electrons again.
"Guard positions analyzed. Threat level determined. Proceeding with direct protocol."
Walking into the view of the moonlight, the Black Reaper quietly approaches the two guards in front of the old building. Even if he has not put his mask on to cover his face, the emotionless expression would still look just like the mask itself.
"You… What are you? Stop right there!"
The guard in front of the gate is clearly losing his senses. The view of the Black Reaper is leaving him with an intimidating image in his mind.
Walking like a ghost, Hei suddenly disappears in the view of the guard. Before anyone can react to this sudden supernatural process, a deep voice breaks into the fear and confusion of the guarding soldier.
"Electron manipulation – Type Alpha."
ZAP!
A surge of electric shock travels through the panic body of the losing soldier. In the next instant, his heart stops beating.
"What the…"
ZAP!
Another one.
The entire execution was so swift that no sound auditable to the surrounding guards was emitted. Brushing off the sweat from the dead soldier's forehead on his hands, Hei casually walks into the forbidden warehouse.
Pushing the door gently, the inside view of the room comes into Hei's eyes behind the mask.
What inside the room can only be described as darker than black.
Closing the door gently, the emotionless executioner silently comes to deliver his duty.
"Fools."