Author's Note: Whew boy! This was a long halo. But it is so worth it! Kururi and Chiyomi get a chance in the spotlight. I am enjoying where their storyline is going. The spicy parts I took from a creepypasta called, Where the Birches Lean by LOCKED334, and the infamous hentai doujinshi, Metamorphosis. We are finally starting to get darker here. I already have next week planned. I can't wait to see where we are going next. For now, enjoy this week's halo.
Halo Four: Kururi:
Kururi is bored again. She had three things going on in her life. Aoba and Ran kept her entertained in bed. Plus, she had her little pet project with Chiyomi. All of those were great. But she's getting bored. When she gets bored, things get really bad. Like she will try and look for a way to stir the pot so to speak. This is going to be one of those times.
Well time to stir the pot.
That first night after her date, Chiyomi came hour in the early hours of the morning. Her body was trembling. She felt like she needed a bath. The girl had never done anything like that before. Until that night, she had only slept with Ikki. Her "date" left the money on the dresser and left. Things couldn't get any worse, right?
"I'm home," Chiyomi whispered in a tired voice.
"Chiyomi!" a woman's voice shouted. The girl looked up to see her mother staring at her with a stern look on her face.
"What time do you think it is?" she asked. "Just what were you doing all this time? If you're going to be late, I told you to call home!" The woman froze when she noticed the tired look and dull, glazed-over eyes.
"Chiyomi? What's wrong?" she asked. The girl broke down trembling. She couldn't tell her the truth. Chiyomi could picture the disappointment on her mother's face. The judgmental look in her eyes. She dropped her head and mumbled to herself.
"Chiyomi? I can't understand what you are saying if you don't speak up," her mother said. The girl broke down crying. Her mother pulled Chiyomi into her arms. She shushed her as the girl cried against her chest.
"Chiyomi," her mother said. "Shhh, whatever happens, I will always be on your side. Do you hear that, Chiyomi?" Chiyomi wept against her chest.
"Yes," whimpered. She couldn't break her mother's heart at that moment. However, fate had its own ideas.
-October 20, 2015-
It's another day at Red Wave Tech. Twenty-nine-year-old Noto Sawako sat typing at her desk. The office had become airier ever since the death of the old boss. The employees were more relaxed and able to more productive. The women were more comfortable being in the office. No more of that disgusting pervert trying to grope them. The new boss put people before business. The women felt more like people than objects around them. The company started to get a better reputation in the coming weeks. Sawako found herself happier to be at work.
"Hey," someone said. The woman turned her head. Her coworker sat next to her grinning. Sawako tilted her head.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"Nothing much," the other woman said. "I just noticed that you seem so much happier lately. You used to be so angry all of the time. Did you get a boyfriend or something?" Sawako smiled.
"Nah," she said. "That therapist you recommended is so amazing. I have been doing so much better lately. I've found new ways to channel all of that rage." The coworker had a curious look on her face.
"And what would that be?" she asked.
"Arts and crafts," Sawako said.
"Oooo! You're going to have to show me your walk sometime," the other woman said.
"Sure," her coworker said. Sawako got back to typing. The coworker stood up with a stack of papers in her hand.
"Out of seriousness, I like you when you are happier than this," she said. She walked over to the copy machine. Sawako smiled to herself. Somehow, that made her feel even better to hear that. The next project was going to be a banger in her eyes.
Sawako used to be nothing but anger. Lately, she noticed that she didn't have to get up and scream in a bathroom stall. No more of the need to punch holes in the walls. Her coworkers weren't nervous to approach her anymore. Sawako sat back in her chair and put her arms behind her head. Who knew that therapy could have such a calming effect?
"We really need to push our pets further," Kitano said. "We haven't seen the full extent of their powers. We can't tell that the drugs are really taking until we really test it."
"So what do you suggest?" Etsuko asked.
"We have to push them to their breaking points," he said. "We've been playing it safe until now." Kitano leaned back in his chair.
"How far are you willing to push?" Etsuko asked. "Are we talking sacrificing some of them?" The therapist frowned.
"As much as I don't want to lose anymore, we might not have a choice if we want to keep up with the game," he admitted.
"I have some ideas," Etsuko said.
"You do remember that we can't actually make them do anything, right?" Kitano asked.
"We can only influence them and their environment," she said. "Right, right. I did take all of that into consideration as I ran through all of the ways we can push them." Etsuko placed a folder on his desk.
"I have taken the liberty of doing a little research on my own," she said. "I have come to notice something about the test subjects." Kitano looked down at the charts.
"So they attract demons and other creatures?" he asked.
"Correct," Etsuko said. "The more they evolve, the more they will draw attention to themselves." Kitano began to see where she was going with this.
"Where do you want to start?" he asked.
"Aya gave me a couple of ideas," the doctor said. Suddenly, Kitano's phone rang.
"Excuse me," he said. The therapist reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.
"Hello," he said.
"Hey, sensei," Aya said on the other line. Ah, speak of the devil.
"Yes?" Kitano asked.
"I just called to say that you might want to be on the lookout for those crazy women the Asahara, excuse me, the Ten no Shin'en," she said. "One of them tried to recruit a patient of mine."
"Okay," Kitano said. "Thank you for letting me know."
"I have someone spying on them as well," Aya said. "Please be careful."
"Okay, thank you," he said. They hung up. Kitano turned back to a waiting Etsuko. He pressed his lips together as he held his phone in his hand.
"Yeah, the Ten no Shin'en situation is worse than we thought," Kitano said. No sooner had he said that than an idea came into his head.
"I think I might have a way to deal with them and really test our pets," he said. Etsuko leaned forward with a curious look on her face.
"Go on," she said. Kitano laid down the ideas that he had for their tadpoles.
Chiyomi came to school after that night. She thought that everything was going to be okay. Why wouldn't they be? She had her best friend and her mother on her side to get her through this. Maybe she should get out of the enjo kōsai game before it was too late. Kururi would understand. There had to be better ways of making money.
She paused when something caught her attention. Three boys from the senior class seemed to be waiting for her. A confused look came over Chiyomi's face. What was this?
"Are you Asano Chiyomi?" one of them asked. A sinking feeling formed in the girl's stomach.
"Yes…" she said. The boys snickered as they got closer.
"Oh fuck!" the leader moaned as he sat on the teacher's desk in an empty classroom. He had his fat erect cock stuffed into Chiyomi's mouth. He threw back his head and moaned.
"Damn, she's so good!" he moaned. "It's almost like a dream!" The other two stood watching in amazement. So it was true.
The boy grabbed Chiyomi by her hair and forced her face closer to his lap. The poor girl looked ready to cry.
"Aw, don't look so worried," the boy cooed in a mocking tone. "We won't show anyone that video of you whoring yourself out."
"Really?" Chiyomi managed to ask. He patted her on the head.
"Oh! Right there! Oh! Oh! You are so good," the boy said with a hungry look in his eyes. "You are so good at giving head, Asano! You have the best technique in the school."
"Technique? Isn't this the first time you got a blow job, boss?" one of his friends asked. The leader cut him a cold glare.
"Shut up!" he barked. He looked down at Chiyomi.
"I can tell this little baby doll has talent," he said. The boy patted her on the head. Chiyomi moaned around the hard skin. She started to suck faster.
"Oh god! I'm cumming!" he shouted. The boy exploded in Chiyomi's mouth. She swallowed and fell on all fours. The boy sat back, panting.
"Whew!" he said. "You are so good. Thanks for the meal." A hand grabbed Chiyomi by the shoulder. She glanced behind her to see another boy grinning at her.
"Hey, Asano-chan, do me next!" he said. Chiyomi shied away from him and stood up.
"No, I can't," she said. "I have class in a few minutes." The boy pouted at her.
"Then let me fuck you later," he said. Chiyomi visibly cringed.
"No! You said that you wouldn't make me do that," she whimpered. "I'll do you with my mouth. So hold on until then." She and the leader got dressed. The group all parted ways.
That was three days ago.
Since then, the boys looked at Chiyomi like she was a piece of meat. The girls stared at her, whispering. Chiyomi tried to keep to herself and keep her head down. The morning appointments started to get more frequent. The poor girl didn't know how much more of this she could take. The staring and whispers were weighing her down.
Meanwhile, Kururi kept watching. Now, she wasn't going to be bored anymore for a while.
A man close to his fifties sat on a bench in the park. His morning started out great. The man got up, showered, shaved, got dressed, had breakfast, and went to work. He hadn't expected much to happen that day. But when he got to work, that's when his day fell into ruin.
The company was laying off several people due to a nasty little scandal with the CEO. Said CEO was one of the names in Kita's little black book. Because of this, there was going to be a change in management. In a course of a few hours, that turned into downsizing and being bought out.
The man sat back and looked up at the sky.
"How am I going to break it to my family?" he asked. He thought that his job was safe. After all, he had been working for the company for close to twelve years. His record was practically spotless. The man was even moving up in the company. But thanks to a few rotten higher-ups, all of that was flushed down the toilet. Could he even get a new job at his age?
It was then the man became aware of someone sitting next to him. He looked over to his right. Ryota sat, staring at him.
"Hello?" the man asked, blinking.
"I'm hungry," the deity said with a dull expression on his face. His voice came in monotone.
"What?" the man asked. He slowly reached into his bag for his phone. Ryota broke into a huge creepy smile.
"You'll do just fine," he said. Ryota unhinged his jaw as he opened his mouth. The man froze as his mouth opened. His soul flew out like a bullet. It floated right into Ryota's mouth. The deity chewed and swallowed the soul. He licked his lips as he looked at his victim. He pressed his hands together and bowed his head.
"Thank you for the meal," he said. The boy got up and walked away, leaving the man sitting on the bench feeling hollowed out.
By now, things were getting worse. Chiyomi looked like she was ready to cry. Other girls whispered more about her. Those boys probably told their friends and the rest of the boys in their class. The girl trembled as she kept her eyes down. This morning would push her to her breaking point.
"Hey Asano!" someone shouted at her. Her back broke into a cold sweat as she froze. She didn't want to turn around. Please… Don't tell me…
A hand groped her on the ass. She could feel his breath on her hair. Chiyomi just froze.
It was around this time that Kururi and her posse walked down the hall. One of the girls snorted.
"There she goes again," she said. Kururi had a curious look on her face as she watched the scene unfold. The boy tried to kiss Chiyomi on the neck before he smacked her on the ass. He turned and walked away, chuckling. The girl trembled before she ran away crying. Kururi followed behind.
"Orihara!" one of her girls yelled after her. Kururi waved her off. Her posse had confused looks on their faces as they looked at each other.
The queen bee trailed her "friend" to the bathroom. She opened the door and looked around.
"Chiyomi?" she asked. "Where are you?" The girl strained her ears for a listen. She followed the sobbing to the stall at the end. Kururi knocked on the door.
"Chiyomi?" she asked. The sobbing got louder. The queen bee narrowed her eyes.
"I'm coming in," she said. Kururi pushed open the door. Chiyomi sat on the floor, crying. Her tears were smearing her make-up. The queen bee had a rather curious look on her face as she knelt down next to her. Chiyomi looked up at her, whimpering.
"What's the matter?" Kururi asked. The other girl hiccupped a sob. She broke down and told her everything.
"I can't take this anymore!" Chiyomi asked. "Everyone keeps staring at me. The girls in our call keep whispering horrible things about me. The boys keep trying to have sex with me." She dropped her head to her lap.
"What are their names?" Kururi asked. Chiyomi looked up.
"Huh?" she asked. She saw the stern look on her "friend's" face.
"What are their names?" she asked again. Chiyomi was about to speak when Kururi put up her hand.
"I will take care of it," she said. Chiyomi didn't speak at first. She sobbed and told a breath before revealing the names of her blackmailers.
It's been quiet these past couple of nights. Too quiet. It did little to put Mikado's mind at ease. He couldn't help but feel that somebody was watching him.
"Hello?" the tadpole asked in his room. There was no response. Mikado kept a knife by his computer. He tried not to sleep. It wasn't like he needed it anyway. Still, he thought that if he went to sleep something or someone would be waiting for him.
There was no one in the chatroom tonight. Mikado started at an empty screen. He thought about typing something but nothing came to mind. This was just an excuse not to go to sleep yet.
Hello? Is anybody there?
Looks like there was no one on "tadpole radio". Mikado looked down at his phone. Maybe he should check on Masaomi and Anri. A text wouldn't hurt. Mikado picked up his phone and typed a quick text. He looked down at the words and pressed send. That was done. The tadpole turned back to his computer screen and frowned. Now what?
Mikado finally gave in and went to bed around midnight. He couldn't think of anything else to do. The tadpole still couldn't escape the feeling of being watched. He narrowed his eyes.
"I know you're here," he whispered. "Why don't you stop playing this game and come out already?" Again, there was no response. Mikado rolled his eyes. Fine, if that was how they were going to play it.
"Whatever," Mikado said to himself. He slowly drew his eyes closed. At first, he lay alone in his futon. His mind started to fade away into that rare delight called sleep. Suddenly, delicate ghostly fingers ran along his back. A hot breath rested on his ear.
"Good luck," a sweet, seductive voice whispered.
Mikado opened his eyes to a heavily perfumed scent lingering in the air around him. He found himself surrounded by a sea of red spider lilies. The boy's eyes shifted back and forth. Something inside of him told him to panic. But his body felt so relaxed. Mikado could feel his heart pounding against his chest as he started breathing heavily. The spider lilies stood out against the tall trees.
His ears caught the sounds of footsteps walking towards him. Mikado managed to slowly push himself up by his elbows. Yokubo stood in the distance. She seemed to glow between the dark trees. Her footsteps sounded so faint as she walked over to him. His heart started racing as she grew closer. The deity knelt down over him. Her knees came on either side of him. Mikado found his head in a strange place. This was the same woman he fought months ago. But…
Something seemed different about her.
Her sheer black robes hugged the curves of her body. Her cleavage was on display. Yokubo had an innocent doe-eyed look as she stared down at him. Her pale skin seemed to glow with the surrounding spider lilies around them. The seductive deity whispered his name. Mikado felt his body relax. His eyes were drawn to her plump black lips. They begged for a kiss. A light warmth danced in his chest. He tried to make sense of what was going on. He knew that he was dreaming but what was she doing here?
Yokubo leaned down and pressed her lips against his. Soft whispers came from the spider lilies danced in his ears. So sweet. So angelic. They seem to be coaxing him to let her take him. He shouldn't be doing this but every inch of his body was screaming yes.
Yokubo let her hand trail down his body and rest between his legs. Mikado felt his breath hitch as her palm rubbed at the cloth standing in her way. His mind became sedated by a forbidden pleasure. None of the other girls he had been with in the past could insight this fire. He might as well be floating away into a sea of ecstasy. This felt too good to stop. Yokubo felt him going stiff at her caress. She smiled at the sensation before leaning back. The deity reached up and slid off her robe. The sheer silk dropped to the ground. Mikado's eyes widened when he saw her naked body. Perky breasts, wide hips, flat stomach, and smooth pale skin. She untied the bow from her ponytail, letting her hair fall loose. Yokubo reached down and unbuttoned his shirt. She slid down his pants. The deity took in his stiff cock between her wet lower lips. Mikado let out a low moan.
Yokubo rocked her hips back and forth. He tried to buck upwards but she held him in place. The tadpole tried feebly to resist but broke down in soft moans. He was already gone in a haze of red spider lilies and desire. It felt both familiar and foreign at the same time. Yokubo threw back her head and moaned. It wasn't long before her little toy gave in to his release. She slowed to a stop as she let his seed fill her.
The deity pulled off of him as he lay there panting on his back. The genteel smile on her lips slowly crooked into a smirk. Mikado stared up at her with tired eyes as he watched her slide her robe back on. Yokubo leaned down slightly, kissing Mikado on the forehead. She pressed a finger to her lips as if to tell him to keep this tryst a secret. The deity disappeared through the flowers and the trees. Mikado was left soaked in his own sweat and juices in a sea of spider lilies.
Mikado awoke shivering in a cold sweat. A sinking feeling formed in the pit of his stomach. He wasn't able to go back to sleep for the rest of the night.
Kururi managed to track down Chiyomi's abusers in the empty classroom. One of the boys sat up as fast as he could.
"Oh shit, it's Orihara!" he said. The leader sat up straight in the teacher's chair.
"Orihara-san!" he shouted. "What can I do you for?" She glared at him as she marched up to the front desk.
"Extortion, sexual assault, child porn," she said. "Those will all land you in prison." The leader looked dumbfounded.
"I… I… I… I…" was all that he could stammer out.
"What's it to you?" one of the other boys asked. Kururi looked at him out of the corner of her eye.
"I really wouldn't be talking if I was you with your little upskirt collection," she said. "Wasn't one of your victims twelve? Or was she eleven?" The boy stared at her.
"H-H-How did you know that?" he asked. The leader and other boy gave him judgmental looks. Kururi looked at the third boy.
"And you," she said. His body tensed up as the color drained from his face. He desperately shook his head. The leader raised his eyebrow.
"What did you do?" he asked. The boy desperately shook his head.
"N-N-Nothing!" he lied. Kururi smirked as she shook her head.
"Do you know who my brother is?" she asked. "How do you think I know everything that you do?" The leader puffed up his cheeks.
"What do you want, Orihara?" he asked. Kururi held out her hand.
"Give me your phones," she said.
Moments later, Kururi found Chiyomi pacing around nervously in the hall. The girl looked up at her with desperation in her eyes. Kururi kind of chuckled.
"It's been taken care of," she said. "They're not going to bother you anymore." Chiyomi's eyes lit up as she rushed forward and hugged her best "friend" wildly.
"Oh thank you so much!" she shouted.
"Yeah, yeah," Kururi muttered to herself as she hugged Chiyomi back. Her friend smiled as a weight was lifted from her shoulders. Kururi, on the other hand, gave off a cold smirk toward us the audience.
-December 15, 2015-
Kururi sat in the waiting room of the hospital at around three in the morning. She pulled out one of Izaya's phones and dialed a familiar number.
"Hey, it's me," she said. "I'm just holding Izaya's phone for him. I don't know where he is actually. Anyway, did you know that Mikage is pregnant?"