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Chapter 3

Yuri POV

"Manga isn't Literature."

   I blurted, how would manga be literature?! I mean its nothing near literature, I don't understand why she would read such.... crap.

"What?!"

     Natsuki shouted,her face is in pure anger,"how dare you said that manga isn't literature?!""I don't mean-" I looked at Monika and Sayori looking for help, but they are busy talking to each other while they both blush.

    They both should just date each other.

"Hey Sayori! This person here just assumed that manga isn't literature! Screw her!" Natsuki screamed in anger."B-but it isn't-"I explained,"Well Yuri, I guess that manga could be called literature.Perhaps it isn't as formal as the novels you read."Monika stopped our quarrel"But-" "Heck yea!"Natsuki crossed her arms in victory."Okay everyone!Now we share poems."Monika said,"Huh?"Natsuki was puzzled."W-we need to share poems with each other, but as you are new, you can just do it start from tommorow." I explained to her. Locking my eyes on her face she has bruise on her face, its hard to see but I managed to see it ( as I always deal with corpse and bodies and also studied biology)

"Club dismissed! hope you all would write a poem tomorrow!" 

     As I went back to my home and start to think about Natsuki's bruises and why Sayori would blush when she's with Monika. I am the class monitress, I should care about my classmates' safety right? Checking out that Natsuki is fine is normal right?

Natsuki POV

"Why are you late you th*t?! You should be back at 4:00! You useless b*tch!"A/N I just can't bring myself to type swear words I'm so sorry that I ruined the mood  My dad glared at me his cheeks are both red.He probably started drinking again.

    He grabbed a glass bottle that was lying on the ground and hit me with his full force."I'm sorry I have some...Er...Club activities."I tried my best to stop him from being angry with me"You lying b*tch!" 

    He continued hitting and hitting.The bottle broke into pieces, glass pierced through my skin and is stuck between my flesh and skin, it's painful....I ran up to my room and locked the door, I heard footsteps coming near me.

   He opened the door.

   "F*ck You! You should have died in the disease! Not your mum! She is million times better than you th*t!Now go and F*cking wash the dishes and clean the house!""Yes papa."I replied, sobbing."Now go or I'll kick you out of this house and let you get killed by the serial killer!"

   I washed the dishes and cleaned the house, it's still full of the smell of alcohol. I got the first aid kit which I sneaked into one of the cabinets and start treating the cuts. I looked out the window and saw a familiar figure.'Yuri?' That person looks like her.But her face is covered by a mask. To be exact, it seems like  a Kyūbiko mask. I can't see her eyes but I saw her long violet hair. I didn't care about it and started doing homework after treating myself.

   The time is 11:00 at night. I quickly packed the school bag and written the poem. 'Eagles can fly.'

Yuri POV

    I shouldn't be out this late.

    I finished homework at school as I wanted to sleep early tonight to stop myself to think of weird things. I wanted to stop myself to cut myself.

   I worn a Kyūbiko mask and went out to check on Natsuki. I have paid attention on her since first year as I was told that her father had something that may threaten the underworld. Tokyo is big, It's hard to find a family that specific. Then I saw a mailbox.'Natsuki and Katsu Aoi' It's a double layer apartment, its rather small on the outside.  I walked near the door and leaned on it so I can listen whats happening inside I heard grunting and a male voice screaming and shouting. I felt uneasy and quickly left the area.

  My hearts pounds quickly.My view turns blurry. I felt like I'm not in control of my body. 

 Blood.

   I ran back to my house and locked myself to my own room. 

   "I want to kill someone."A voice said.

    "Never again!"

    "But what if I said The Organization wanted you to assassinate someone?"

    "H-huh?I've already finished my last mission and I'm already retired!I don't want to hurt anyone again!I have enough money to live my life!"

    "Whatever you say."

     All I can see is pitch black.

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