章 55: Dream
[WARNING: DRUG USE, RAPE]
"What a bother. How did you get caught?" he asked, his voice carrying a mix of weariness and composure, yet betraying a thinning patience.
"I... I don't know. I drugged this bitch with what you gave me. But before I could proceed, someone blindsided me. I have no clue how he discovered us!" Mahito's voice, full of eagerness yet tinged with frustration, as he spoke to the person at the other end of the table..
"I see... Whoever that person was, he's well-connected, given that you're now behind bars. He must have handed over substantial evidence to the police. And the fact that he did so anonymously... He's likely aware of our operations and the nature of the drug," the man on pondered aloud.
"W-What...? How!? But I'm clean! As clean as any student at INK Public School can claim to be. I swear, Aniki!" His voice quivered, the words tumbling out in a rush. His heart pounded against his chest, a tide of anxiety washing over him as he awaited a response.
"Shut the hell up, I'm trying to think..."
Silence fell, with Mahito nodding and lowering his head in a quiet acknowledgment.
"A-Aniki," he whispered after a moment.
"Didn't I tell you to be quiet for a minute?"
"Listen... Just... Let me out! I'll try again! She's already been exposed to the drug, making her more vulnerable if we attempt it another time. Please, give me another chance! I'll prove to you that I can succeed!" He blurted out, excitement and urgency in his voice as he clenched his fingers onto his leggings.
"You better start getting used to prison life. My buddy here mentioned he can't mess with the evidence they've got. You screwed up. Consider yourself lucky they can't track the drugs back to us. You're useless to me now, and you're on your own," the guy stated as he rose from his seat and headed towards the exit door of the room.
"A-Aniki...!!! Please, no! I-I'll improve!! You CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Mahito pleaded as he shouted. The guy halted, snapping his fingers once.
Instantly, the guard behind Mahito trapped him in a tight grip.
"Aughhh!! A--ni...ki..." Mahito choked out, desperately gasping for air. "Let's get one thing straight. Someone like YOU can NEVER dictate what I can or cannot do."
He pivoted, advancing towards Mahito, locking eyes with him.
"Thinking you're some big shot, huh? Acting all important. Like you're too good for your current position." The guy remarked, his gaze fierce.
"N-no...! Never...! A-Aniki... Please..." Mahito cried out, struggling to breathe.
"Damn pest. Probably lived a life thinking you're untouchable, ruling over whatever shitty hierarchy you were in. Used to having things your way. Pathetic," the guy sneered, gesturing for the guard to tighten his grip on Mahito's neck.
"A-.....Ni....Ki..." Mahito gasped, struggling for breath as the guy nearly pressed his face against the Mahito's.
"But let me assure you. No matter how low you think you've fallen..."
The guy then flashed a wicked grin.
"There's always a deeper bottom."
"...?" He gasped for air, fear evident in his eyes as he gazed at the guy.
"Isn't there a little sister who visits you and cares for you? Mariko, right? You two have been inseparable your entire life..." The guy mentioned.
"..!!!!! NO....!" Mahito begged, desperation consuming him.
"As your Aniki, I need to show you that there's always a darker pit. Only then will you truly value what you possess..." The guy stated, pulling out his phone and making a call.
"Yes. I've found a new subject for you. Send your men to Table Avenue, 756th. She's alone. Experiment as much as you want. Record everything. She's defenseless." He ordered. His voice devoid of emotion, yet his eyes reveled in Mahito's torment.
Mahito writhed frantically, limbs flailing as anger and dread enveloped him.
'Mariko...!'
'MARIKO....!!!'
"But you see, I'm a considerate Aniki. Instead of leaving you in suspense, I'll demonstrate it to you. That way, the lesson will truly sink in." He declared, signaling to the guard. The guard secured Mahito's arms to one of the table's legs, immobilizing his legs as he placed a phone in front of his face. The phone displayed a live-feed video...
The video showed Mahito's own home. He watched as several men approached the entrance of the house. The familiar, comforting light shone through the window, a light that always brought him solace.
"Nooo!!! MARIKO!!! I'll comply with anything you ask!!! Please!!! I've learned my lesson!!! I've come to accept this place!! Please!!! Anything but that!!! Please!!! Aniki!!!!" Mahito wailed, tears streaming down his face as he pleaded.
Unaware that the guy had already departed the room... And the video continued to play.
_______MAHITO'S HOUSE, 19:46_______
"I wonder what my big bro would like? I always make him tamagoyaki because it's his favorite... But a good sister should care about her brother's diet! I think I should cook something healthier this time..." The girl pondered to herself in the small kitchen.
"Ugh... I'm so disappointed in you, big bro. Why can't you treat others as nicely as you treat me...?" She sighed, frustration visible on her face.
"Trying to hurt a girl... What were you thinking?! Stupid, dumbass, brute of a bro..." Her expression turned even more sour.
"...If you felt so upset and lonely, you could have just talked to me and—"
There was a knock at the door.
"Hmm? Visitors? Now?" She gently placed her utensils on a nearby tray and went to the door, opening it.
Before she could see who was there, a cloud of white particles hit her face. The person blew some powder from his hand towards her.
"Ahhh...!" She gasped, inhaling the powder completely.
Her heart raced. Her eyes widened, her last clear thought was about her brother and his meal.
But after blinking several times, her first thought was...
...How that man's inner mouth tasted.
She involuntarily parted her lips as the man and his companions entered Mariko and Mahito's home without permission...
Indulging in Mariko's body, taking control after securing the door.
Her next thought, focused on the delightful taste of the stranger's saliva.
Then, she noticed the warmth that spread through her body from the kiss.
She found herself yearning for more...
...And more was bestowed upon her, as the men viciously tore her clothes asunder, subduing her to the ground with no opposition.
'What is this...? Huaaahhh <3...'
The memories of her brother relishing her tamagoyaki and other meals, which once brought her delight, faded into oblivion, replaced by the recollection of strangers violating her defenseless form. And in her delusion, she strived to ensure these men were rewarded for the ecstasy she experienced. She caressed them and surrendered to their every desire as a token of gratitude for the surreal pleasure they had bestowed upon her.
'This surpasses everything... So far...!'
'More... <3'
She no longer dwelled on her brother's loneliness.
Meal preparations were no longer a concern.
'How wonderful...' She mused without regret.
'Is this... Happiness forever...?' She pondered, the ingredients in the pan sizzling, turning to charcoal as she was manipulated.
'I can feel this ecstasy always now... Farewell, brother.'
'Such enchanting men... They've ensnared me in a dream... A dream evolving into reality... <3 My love for them knows no bounds... I apologize, big bro... You're capable of handling things, aren't you? You always have been...'
'I've discovered my bliss... Best wishes in prison... In life... Hahah... I'm truly content now... <3...XOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOXO———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
The guy woke up to a text, his vision blurred and mind foggy from sleep. Slowly, he reached for his phone, the soft glow illuminating his face in the darkness of the room.
"So, she lasted a solid 9 hours before meeting her demise... The potency of the drug is definitely on the rise," he murmured to himself, the words hanging heavy in the quiet air.
"But it's still not hitting the mark. I crave something deeper, more meaningful. As I thought, merely using the drug recklessly on some unsuspecting girl with no purpose... We're above such primal behavior," he muttered, running a hand over his tired face.
"Oh well," Rising from his bed, he sat up, a determined look crossing his features. "I have a whole school brimming with potential test subjects," he mused, a glint of anticipation in his eyes.
"Yuu-chun~! Are you prepared for another day at school, my dear <3?" a cheerful voice chirped from outside the door.
"Yes, Shiyon-nii," he replied, the weight of his thoughts lingering in the air around him.
"I will ensure everything is executed flawlessly... And I will also mend you, Shiyon-nii," he vowed silently, the weight of his intentions palpable in the room. "I'll return you to the beautiful lion you once were..."
"But before that, I will begin by dismantling you piece by piece," his inner voice snarled with determination.
"You dumb fucking mutt," Yuuno thought, the image of Sendo's face haunting his thoughts with every heartbeat, as his fists were clenched in silence.
クリエイターの想い 
Hazy_0832
Hazy_0832 I honestly don't think I have the strength to write the rest of this arc. (DON'T WORRY, I'LL STILL WRITE IT)
Not in the sense of 'I have a writer's blockage', I'm used to that. I have a block quite literally, almost after every chapter; so I know how to deal with it by now and pump out a new chapter.
What I mean is, by the words of Anakin, "I know what I must do, but I don't know if I have the strength to do it."
This arc is... Well. I plan for it to be a bit more hard-hitting than the previous ones. I'm scared that my fears will block me from writing what I want to write and the quality will end up dropping because of it. I think... That for a story to be great, it has to have its ugly parts, so that you will know to appreciate when it turns beautiful. I just hope that you won't end up disappointed, because I will be taking a risk here, by writing ugly parts.
My only request is that you believe in ANTI-NTR Man.
That will be all. Thanks for reading!
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