THIS PIECE OF CRAP CONTAINS GRAPHIC RAPE SCENES, CHILDREN ABUSE AND BAD STORYTELLING. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNEDsome random stuffs. pls comment, curse, and hate it all you want cuz I`m an asian masochistic highschool boiii and i`ll enjoy all pain. Btw pls be critical on my grammar i don`t mind xD. I`m new to this site and this is the first time i write sth ... pls tell me what to do onegai desu ~~ Edit: someone said he/she got shocked from the rape scene without reading the synopsis. I did this to prevent further mental injuries. Synopis : a 11 years old loli gets raped in the first chapter, and that same girl also got gangbanged at school when she is 16. She has a son and he`s the MC btw. Table of contents prologue 1 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3833597/ CLICK ME PLS prologue 2 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3761360/ c1 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3761362/ c2 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3761366/ c3 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3761367/ c4 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3761368/ c5 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3761373/ c6 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3766157/ c7 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3781479/ c8 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3781491/ c8.5 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/3833674/ c9 https://forum.novelupdates.com/posts/4034377/
Credits to Pingster and KuroSupaku-chan for checking and contributing ideas Notes: (character`s thoughts) *sound effects* [author`s note] “conversation” Prologue 2 Sougo Kura was an average secondary school girl. She went to a normal school, gets normal grades and had never stood out very much. Having a rather reserved personality, she was unpopular to the boys despite having quite a cute face. Long black hair, an innocent but rather shy face, breasts that grow before her age [C-cup], and especially snow white skin with no pimples. Her life was considered peaceful: she helped out at her family`s bistro and was very good at cooking; however her family wasn`t rich and her parents would have to do labor-intensive work in the restaurant; she gets scolded by her parents from time to time for either little mistakes or whenever they feel too stressed-out. Because of that she was more matured compared to her peers, at least in cooking. Kura never really had big dreams: she wishes for a peaceful life, in the future she plans to get a husband and be a housewife, tending the household chores and let the man build the family. She would at most try to hold an online cooking class, spending her days in halcyon taking care of the children. However, as everything has a price, so does peace… A lively spring night. Kura was walking in an alley. Her parents had to pull an all-nighter today, since most people would be partying overnight. Night clubs, Bars and such are all packed tonight, and everyone was having a good time, or at least trying to forget their sorrows. However, Kura was walking home with a convenient store bento as her parents are working; they left her the pleasure of being alone, partly because they wanted her to relax and enjoy the holiday. Kura likes being alone anyways, so you can`t blame her family being too industrious and not caring about her. Staying away from the crowded streets, the alleyway was very quiet, offering Kura a fast way to get home. She slowly walked into the small road. From afar, Kura suddenly saw some figures moving in the shadows. (Seems like three men. Better stay away from them, I don`t want any trouble) She thought. As she moved forward, Kura lowered her head and walked faster. But the group didn`t seem to have that in mind. They closed in on her when she got near, blocking her path. She remained silent. One of the guys said: “Hey sweetie, whatcher you doin here? Wanna come and have some fun with us?” Kura shook her head, mumbling: “please let me pass.” “Oh no, come here cutie, let`s have some fun!.” She turned and ran away, but one of the men caught her wrist. “Where are you running bitch? Didn`t we say that we`ll have some fun here with you?” Kura was immediately forced onto the ground. They ripped her clothes and pounced on her, stuffing the torn cloth into her mouth… Later that day, Kura acted like nothing has happened. Lately Kura has been feeling ill. Very often nausea will hit her in class and Kura had to made many trips to the infirmary. In addition, Kura seemed to have completely lost her apetite, vomiting uncontrollably. Her parents brought her to the hospital, and they were shocked to find out that she has been pregnant for seven months. “WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS? WHO DID YOU SLEEP WITH?” “…” “YOU ARE ONLY 12 YEARS OLD! HOW CAN YOU GET PREGNANT AND NOT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT? WHO IS THE FATHER? “I… I was violated…” “What? When?”- Her parents calmed down a little “During the new year holiday…” “WHY DIDN`T YOU TELL US SOONER? WE COULD HAVE AN ABORTION!!! Wait… no matter, we will abort it now!” “…” The X-ray room The doctor was scanning her womb. A faint signal could be heard. It was the sound of a heart, beating. *sound effect* . Kura`s parents were anxiously waiting. The doctor asked: "Although it is legal to abort in this case, do you still want to do it?” “Yes”-Kura`s dad answered with a stern voice. ”How about you, young miss?” Kura remained silent. Her parents urged her. Kura peeked outside. The sky is azure blue, rays of sunlight scattered across the streets, shining on the people of this country. Out there, people are still living normally, and children are still enjoying their peaceful lives. Suddenly, Kura said: “No. I want to keep the baby”. Her parents got wild and started to scream at her, but Kura ignored it. Right at that moment, all she can hear was the beating sound of a child`s heart.
CHAPTER 1: LIFE OF THE CHILD Night time. The whole family was sleeping. Suddenly, a cry resounded throughout the building. The grandmother went to check on the baby. Before looking for what made the baby cry, she slapped the baby until he stopped crying. Then the grandmother replaced his diapers and threatened: ”I will beat you again if you dare to cry.” She went back to bed with her husband. “That brat shuts up a lot faster now. Just beat him till he obeys you.” He nodded in agreement: ”We must discipline him well or he`ll be spoiled." The child`s name is Sougo Kyoya. He was born on the twenty-seventh of May year 20xx. His mother is a 12 year-old schoolgirl. The man whose sperm produced Kyoya was cursed by his entire family, causing stress whenever mentioned. Kyoya`s family is very strict, perhaps because his grandparents are worried that he will become a scum such as the man who gave birth to him. The third time Kyoya cried, instead of ignoring him like before, his grandmother started to yell at him and threaten him, as he cried louder the woman slapped him until he stopped. Kyoya learned his first lesson there: he now knows fear, specifically of this woman that he knows as grandmother. His mother, however, was kind and gentle. She dared not to protect Kyoya in front of her parents, but has always takes care of him and comforted him after the all beatings from grandma. Although Kyoya is a baby, he can clearly appreciate his mother`s tiny actions as silver linings in this dark reality. 6 years later… “Kyoya, come over here!” “Hai!” “Wash these dishes. Remember to use enough soap and rinse them properly. After that fry 5 eggs and prepare them so I can roll them up. Spread the eggs evenly ok?” “Hai, Oba-san”-Kyoya answered with a submissive voice. Kyoya then did the dishes and prepared the eggs as told. Although he wanted to finish quickly but he had to be careful. The last time he broke a dish, his grandmother fucked him up real nice. The bruises can still be seen now. “Oba-san is really strict…”-Kyoya mumbled. But she isn`t unreasonable. When Kyoya reached the age of 6, she started to teach him how to do chores and help with the family. She patiently and carefully guided him step by step, showing him tiny tips and tricks that make the job easier. She always said: ”If you fail something just repeat it until you succeed. I will show you what to do. Do it everyday and it will work”. However, once he mastered something, if he made any mistakes he would be scolded very badly, and sometimes spanked painfully. By the time he is 7, Kyoya was already capable of doing dishes, laundry, cleaning, dining table setting as well as cooking a few simple dishes. Kyoya is also quite disciplined He is a big help to the family, since his mother, Kura, is busy with her studies. Kyoya often did supply runs, which had him carried foodstuffs that were, more than often, weighed more than what most kids can handle. This, although his grandpa told grandma that “he can do it easy, he`ll be fine”, seemed to slow down his height growth. As a result, Kyoya is shorter than most of his classmates. Back to where we left off, the reason why Kyoya wanted to get over with the chores was because he would get to study with his mother afterwards. She has been tutoring him since before elementary until now. Getting tutored by a beautiful and gentle, but rather voluptuous mother, who wouldn`t want that? [eeh?] Thus, Kyoya`s grades are very high and he maintained that without much struggle. Kyoya opened the door ”Kaa-chan, what are we learning tonight?” “Ah Kyoya-kun, are you done with the chores?” “Hai!” “Ok, we are going to learn physics today” Kyoya smiled happily. He gets into his mother`s lap and they start to work… Later that night, Kyoya relaxed with his grandpa after all the work. They would sit in front of the TV and watch some martial arts movies. His grandpa is a fighting fanatic, although he doesn`t even know how to make a proper fist. Nevertheless, Kyoya enjoyed those days, although hard and rather abusive, but to him it is the hazy childhood that he wanted. He knew that his mere existence is a nuisance. When he first understood words, mistakes would be punished by harsh scolding in addition to the previous beatings, occasionally containing references of the man who gave birth to him, as to threaten him not to become that scum...
CHAPTER 2 : THE AFTERMATH Sougo Kura is packing her bag. Leading a normal school life despite having a child is surprisingly not that hard. Her parents took care of him most of the time, as they want to spare her the time to study. Through their strict education, Kyoya is quite self-sufficient already, and he`s very submissive, so he needs not to be taken care of, not mentioning that he is a big help to the family, and Kura too. Moreover, her child is really cute and does well at school, above all he loves his mother. Kura is really happy to have made the choice of keeping him. Today`s cleaning duty is on Kura, and the other girls just said “Gomen gomen ~~” and left, so she did it all. Walking out of the classroom, the golden light of the scarlet sunset leaked through the windows and splattered all over the corridor… Some guys can be seen standing at the end of the way, seemingly waiting for something. Kura tried walking past them, but one grabbed her. “Sougo Kura, am I right?” “Hai… what do… you need?” “Well you know Kura-chan, we don`t expect such a cute girl like you to experience something like this… haha well you see, this” He showed Kura a picture of Kyoya walking next to her. “That’s... my little brother… what of it…? “Oh no, Kura-chan, lying isn`t good. We know, that in fact, he is your son hehehe” Kura`s heart skipped a beat. How did they find out? And since when were they stalking me? What do they want from me?? “well there was a small piece of online news, seems like some random wanker posted it on this forum, that a delivery in which the mother is a 11 years old schoolgirl was performed in hospital xxx, hehehe, and that girl`s name is Sougo Kura. We even have her hospital profile here hehehehehehe” Kura was so scared that she almost fainted. She looks at the guys. Their eyes… they are the same! Same to that day, 8 years ago, how those men looked at her. “No… I don`t want this to happen again… I must … run”. As she got reminded of the trauma, she started to turn and run away. But the guy was faster. He catches her wrist, forcefully pulls her back and grabs her hair. “Hey, that was kinda rude, we didn`t even tell you to do anything! We need to punish you a little bit eh?” “hehehe she`s quite damn hot, look at those huge tits sticking outa the uniform” “Oh don`t worry Kura-chan, it`ll feel good heheh, after all, you`ve already lost your virginity, plus we will help you to find pleasure in sex again hehehee” The three guy closed in on her. Kura was forced into a kneeling position. They molested her spotless face, licks her snow white cheeks before tracing the tongue into her mouth. Her soft cherry lips were sweet, as the rapist feel their body getting hotter drinking her saliva. One of the men stood up, unbuckles his pants and pulled out his dick. He rubs it on her face. Kura was so frightened she couldn`t say a word. His pre-cum slimed all over her face. “Hora, open your mouth.” They pinch her nose so she has to open her mouth and gasp for air. The guy slides his penis inside, grinding the tip on her juicy tongue. The two other guys started going for her boobs. They unbuttoned her uniform, showing a gorgeous pair of ample breasts. They fondle her boobs and one pulls his penis out, rubbing the tip against her nipples. The remaining guy takes off her panties and sniffed it. Kura flinched when he licks her anus. After that, that guy prods his dick on her pussy. After a few attempts, he shoved his dick inside. Some of Kura`s juices leaked out when his dick occupied her pussy. They forced her to ride the guy, while the 2 other his fucking her mouth and breasts. Their dicks slide in and out of her vagina, her throat, rubs between her breasts. Tears are coming out non-stop from Kura`s desperate eyes. One dick is grazing against her vagina walls, digging into her virgin cracks [the wrinkles inside a vagina]. Another is inside her mouth, forcefully thrusting down her throat, the acrid smell of it is suffocating her, and she can taste the pungent liquids leaking out of the tip. The last one is in between her breasts, feeling the softness of her boobs rubbing on its side, and the frisky friction of the frenulum [backside of dickhead] against her chest bone. *slops slops slop…* “ughhh.. mmmmm..nggggghhh… BLEIHH…” *cough cough* Their movement increased, faster and faster. Kura`s body is sweaty, and their sweat is also dripping on her. Her saliva flows out of her mouth, because of the sickening feeling of a dick inside the throat, soaks her half unbutton shirt and the bra hanging on the guy`s dick. They thrust faster, faster, ignoring the pain that Kura feel, inside her their dicks starts to twitch like crazy. They all thrust in as deep and forcefully as possible when semen bursts out of their dicks. Kura can`t breathe, the semen flows inside her throat, some leaking out of her mouth and sticks onto her red lips. In between her boobs cum shoots out, covering her eyes, face, hair, nipples. Inside her vagina cum is breaking into her womb, filling it up before overflowing outside around the dick. Cum flew everywhere, splattered on the floor on top of the red remaining sunlight of the day. When they take their dicks out of Kura`s body, she dropped, vomits vigorously. Her body trembles, as cum leaks out of her vagina, the cum that sticks on her body drips down, her face was covered with a mixture of cum, saliva and tears. Kura just lie there, drowned in the thick semen, wordless. “Hey, don`t worry we checked your profile, today is safe hahaha” “yea well even if you get pregnant, your “little brother” will get a new friend hahahahhaha” They left, and Kura isn`t moving an inch. [yes, a whole chapter on just porn scenes. Drop this shit now :v] [Edit: I will never edit this chapter. Will be deleted n replaced when posted on RRL. OR should i keep this as legacy chapter or sth :3]
CHAPTER 3 : WHAT HAVE I BECOME Kura was walking back home from school. Half of the scarlet sun was already devoured by the horizon. The last heavy rays of red light craw on the ground, gripping onto it as if they were trying to pull the sun out of the inevitable night. Kura felt empty. Or she wished she did. “It`s ok, they just need to be satisfied, they won`t kill me”. ”Ah, I felt this before, and I even gave birth to Kyoya, my body should be fine”. “The recent blood test results were negative, they are just some punks after all, no need to worry”. “No, it doesn`t hurt, it doesn`t hurt at all… This is the second time they do it already, it doesn`t hurt anymore…” Tears filled her eyes as Kura tried to calm herself down. However, no matter what thoughts she stuff her head with, the grim reality wouldn`t go away. Her thighs are still numb from all the abuse, no, not just her thigh, Kura`s whole body ached with pain; even though she took a shower at school, the feeling of disgust lingered on her skin. Kura wiped away her tears,and with soulless eye she thought once again “It will be fine…” Kura opened the door to her house. Her parents had to pull an all-nighter today. Stood there waiting was her son, Kyoya. His face brightened as he said : “Kaa-chan, welcome home ! Have you eaten yet? I haven’t, but I made dinner. It`s oyakodon, you can eat it, right?” Kura was about to say she didn`t want to eat, but after seeing her son`s face, she just couldn`t let him eat alone. She changed clothes and sat next to Kyoya at the dining table. The meal was still hot, maybe he re-heated it. “Itadakimasu” and they started eating. Kyoya looked at her with a worried expression. “Ah, the food you made is good. Really delicious. Good job Kyoya”-Kura patted his head. Kyoya squinted his eyes, showing a cute expression resembling small animals being caressed. “Kaa-chan`s uniform has a missing button, I`ll sew it back on for you. But where is the missing button?” “Ah… I don`t remember how I lost it… thanks a lot Kyoya”. “Lately Kaa-chan has been looking pale. Is something wrong?” “Oh, really? Haa, its nothing, probably because of school…” “I don`t struggle at school a lot. How is Kaa-chan tired because of school? Is there something else, Kaa-chan?” “Heeh… School is sure easy for you kids …” Tears suddenly overflows Kura`s eyes as she recalled the horrible moments. “Kaa-chan, what`s wrong? Why are you crying? Kaa-chan?” *sobs* *sobs*… “It`s nothing, Kaa-chan is just bullied… Kaa-chan will be fine…” Kyoya face froze. “Who is it?” “Just some guy, they just harass me, it`s really fine…” Kyoya`s eyes darkened as he heard the word “guy”. It has always been “guys” that cause trouble. His grandparents told him that some “guy” raped his mother; in class they have always told stories of bad “guys” to scare children. It is always guys, men, that do all the bad things, that make his mother cry, and yet Kyoya`s only solution is running and hiding. Kura hugged Kyoya tightly. Somehow she felt lighter. The tears that was flowing out of her eyes seemed to contain Kura`s feelings, and for a brief moment, she felt peace. Kyoya is her son, as long as they have eachother it is good enough. She loves her son, as a mother, and that makes Kura happy. Having Kyoya is the best choice she has ever made. “Kaa-chan, is there anything we can do against those guys?” “Against them?... Maybe, maybe mother can…” … The male students have been regularly abusing Kura, based on her pregnancy calendar. She has grown familiar to the usual business, if not skillful with it. Kura`s body no longer felt the disgust and pain she first did, but rather its numb, and at most it felt as tiring as working out. But Kura`s skin has become even whiter and softer, her breasts are slightly bigger and bouncier, her cherry lips are thicker and they moisten easily. And, one day, the male students were out before she is. But Kura didn`t stop. She kept on doing it, with her mouth and hands, until they can`t even stand and told her to wait. They didn`t want to show their victim that they are exhausted, so they said that they want to see the recording. Then, Kura spotted their shirts and pants lying around. She suddenly remembered what Kyoya said: “Mother, is there anything we can do AGAINST THEM….” Kura smiled. She slowly crept towards the pile of clothes, while the guys were busy watching the clip they recorded. Kura got there without them noticing. She found two wallets and a watch. She quickly hid the loots inside a random table and walked towards them, groping their balls and dicks. “Ah wait…” “Kura…it`s kinda late …” “ughhhh aaaaa…” But she didn`t stop. Her techniques were so good that she got their dicks hard and ready again, and after they shoot out their semen, she would even suck really hard on their dick, getting out all the semen stuck inside their urethra, effectively milking them dry. The students have had enough, and they used reasons like “homework” and “housework” to leave cuz they don`t want to show that they were exhausted, although it was 3 on 1. After that, Kura took a shower, then returned to the classroom to get the loots. One of them even brought their school fees, and of course Kura decided to take it all. But better yet, she got to their classroom and locate their seats, as she noticed the guys have been quarrelling for a while now. If she can`t fight them, she`ll just make them beat themsleves up. The next day, when they asked her to run an errand, she secretly put the guys wallets into eachother`s desk, and she even stuffed some of the money into one guy`s bag, making it looked like he spent most of the other guy`s school fees. She then carefully closed the bag, thought it`s just for extra safety, because those guys don`t really care about their books and school supplies. Once finished, Kura acted as nothing has happened and quickly got out of the room. Her heart was thumping, but she smiled. She felt different, somehow. Later those guys were expelled for seriously injuring eachother in a fight. There has been rumors in this school that a girl named “Kura” will have sex with you for money. Her technique is top tier and the price is reasonable. She would even let you film all you want and pose for you to take pictures. Seems like she is very popular with the richer boys and even used-to-be-virgins that wanted to spend money on prostitution. Kura was earning a lot of money. Aside from school, she would also wander around the redlight district at night, wearing her student uniform inside a jacket, doing it with men in the area. She became famous in some way. Kura would happily service all the men that pay her, but if they don`t then she would give them "extra care", in other words making them ejaculate until they are dizzy, and secretly takes their possessions. She has become used to this job, and come to enjoy it too, as it earned her quite a sum of cash. “Men lose every pity little sense of logic they had when their penis become erect fufufu..."
CHAPTER 4: SEEDS OF MADNESS “Kura! Where were you?” “I was out with my friends!” “How many times have I told you? You are not allowed to go out at night!” And you are in your final year already, you must prepare for college!” “Whatever!” “…” Kura has been prostituting in the red light district almost every night lately. She earned so much money just from blowjobs, and semen is also great skin food, why wouldn`t she? Kura went upstairs and saw Kyoya waiting there. “Kaa-chan, where have you been?” “It`s none of your business !” “…Can we study tonight? I want to learn physics…” “Do it by yourself, I`m not your teacher !” “Hai…” Kyoya shrinks his neck. “Don`t bother me again!” (What a nuisance! That brat is so annoying! Study? College? Who the heck cares about college? As long as I can make money, it doesn`t matter ! Mom and dad doesn`t get jack shit ! All those years of studying, all those efforts didn`t earn me a single coin ! Now, just by going around and sucking dicks I make tons of money! What the heck are they thinking? ANNOYING!!!) Kura was angry at every single person in her family. No one could understand her situation. But Kura herself wasn`t very sure what she was supposed to do either… Kura failed college that year. A huge fight broke out. She left her hometown, took Kyoya with her and went to live in Tokyo. The night before her trip, Kyoya`s grandfather gave him a pack of money and told him ”Give this to your mother. Take care of her, she`s even less mature than you are”. Then Kyoya was moved into a decent apartment. He had to transfer to a new elementary school, but that was fine because the school has a better reputation than his previous anyways. Life was fine. He cooks for his mother, she would go to work at a nearby gym as a trainer assistant, because she got her certificate for gym training instead of getting into a college. At night, however, she takes men to her house; Kura would tell her son to stay inside his room and be quiet, as she did her “work”. Kyoya didn`t question his mom any further, because Kura would scold him if he did. Kyoya was separated from his grandparents` bistro [small restaurant], so he doesn`t have to do heavy work anymore. However, Kura taught him to how to work-out, doing simple exercises like crunches and squats to kill time. His grandpa was kind enough to send him some extra martial arts tapes along with the monthly money that his mother gets, so his life wasn`t completely plain. 21 of January, 20xx. Kyoya received his first semester`s scores. He was in grade 5 now, and the results were just as good as the first 4 years, with physics as his main subject. It`s not difficult to maintain grades once you have created a studying habit from a young age. Unlike other kids, his mother doesn`t pay much attention to his grades, and would simply fucked him up whenever he slacked in studying. She considered getting top grades as a minimum requirement for Kyoya, means there`s not much rewards for his academic excellence. To Kyoya, not getting scolded and beaten up is a really good reward already, as he feared his mother`s wrath the most. Kyoya was walking home. A cute lil boi walking on the street [mm delicious]. Kyoya received his mother`s spotless, snow white skin from birth, his below average height and round face make him all the more young and innocent. His cheeks look so soft, making most teacher [ladies] unable to resist pinching them, on top of that he makes a really cute (> _ <) expression if someone does. Kyoya has a simple straight hairstyle, although it`s rather long for boys. But the best thing is, his shy and obedient personality makes other thinks “Such a fine lil lad”. [I`m a shotacon don`t call the police] The sun shone on his face, his sad eyes reflected the scarlet rays of light onto his home`s door. “Mm, the scores are fine. Go to bed and stay quiet, I have work tonight.” “Hai” Kyoya went to bed. Later that night *BAM* “KYAAA… Let me go!!” “You bitch! I have finally found you!! Hahaagagahahahaa. You remember? The guy that you sucked dry and left??!?!? That day… you bitch…You`ll pay… They caught me with the drugs... If it wasn`t because of you…. Those fukin cops… wouldn`t have caught a random drunk guy holding drugs! YOU BITCH!!!!!” *SLAPS* Kyoya rushed downstairs. He was inside his room studying just a few moments ago when he suddenly heard loud noises and his mother`s scream. To his eyes, his mother was half naked, her hair pulled by a strange guy. The guy was slapping his mother, while forcing his dick down her throat, swearing non-stop. “Sto…STOP!!!!” “HEEEEH? Who `s this brat? …” “No! he has nothing to do with you! Leave him alone!!!!” The rapist kicked his mother in the abdomen. “Ufgg!” “NOOOOO!!!” Kyoya screamed as he charged in. *Bam* He received a kick and flew away. “Fucking brat!” The rapist lost interest and continued to torture Kura. Kyoya trembled on the ground. He looked up. His mother is being violated by a strange man. He was powerless. He couldn`t help his mother... Yet Kyoya still scanned through his memory (There must be a way) Suddenly, a scene that he saw in a movie appeared in his head. A man killing three other guy in a bar with a pencil.[JW refrence] Kyoya realized that he was holding a pencil from the beginning.Then he snook in. The guy `s back was facing Kyoya. He reversed the pencil in his hand,[later I will call it an icepick grip] thrusting the thing into the guy`s right thigh. “AAAARRGGGHH!! YOU BRAT!!” Before the rapist could turn around, Kyoya decided to strike him with the attack he used: a kick! His right leg flew into that rapist`s crotch *bam* ,making the man curl his body before falling onto the ground. A syringe fell out of his pocket. Immediately Kyoya grabbed the syringe, jumping on the guy`s chest and rapidly stabs his upper body with it. The rapist raised his arms to cover his face. Kyoya went on to his throat.” Graaaaaaahh!!” A stream of blood squirts out. “AAAAAAAA !!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH !!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! “ *high pitched screaming* “UUUEEEEEEEEHHHHH!!!! EEEEEEEEAAAHHHH !!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!” *rage children screams* Kyoya repeatedly stabbed and rip his throat with the syringe. Blood splattered all over his body. The man stopped moving quite a while ago but Kyoya was still screaming, eviscerating his face. His mother curled up in a corner with a bruised face, crying. The high-pitched, horrifying scream resounded through the whole block. Someone called the police. “The subject was a prisoner that escaped from prison xxx. He was categorized “dangerous, ready to kill” and was wanted dead or alive. Thankfully, he was eliminated by a household in apartment xxx… The family that disabled the criminal is not charged of anything as it was an act of self defense…” It has been a week since the incident. Kura has been somewhat healed, means she is too tired to care about her son, and Kyoya is fine… or he seemed to be. Lately, he has been going out every afternoon and would return quite late, with the reason of “playing in the park”. Except all that, most of the things on the surface has returned to normal. Kyoya was carefully observing a man from afar. He wore a tracksuit, looked like he is in his late thirties, tall and thin, but most importantly, he is practicing martial arts. His kicks were fast, powerful and the sound of his clothes swinging can be heard from there. Kyoya watched him, attentively and admiringly. “HEY KID!” Kyoya looked around. There was no other kid but him. He hesitated… “YEAH IM TALKING TO YOU LIL GIRL!” (Ue… there`s no girl here… I guess he`s talking to…) The man headed towards Kyoya`s direction. “Why do you always stalk me every evening? It`s been a week already? What do you want?” “Uugu… But…” “Nani?” [OMAE WA MOU SHINDEIRU!!!!] “I …I am a boy…” “Heeeeeeeeeeh??????”
CHAPTER 5: ITF Yamada Kenichi is a master of ITF. It stands for International Taekwondo Federation, the northern Korean Taekwondo style.[the style is quite explosive] The style focuses on countering WTF [World Taekwondo Federation], or right now called WT [World Taekwondo], one of Korea`s original martial arts. ITF specializes in using fast interception kicks and punches to stun a charging target, afterwards retaliating with its slower but devastating attacks. The older version of ITF, which is the style that Kenichi learned, was taught in North Korean military schools, and it also features some joint locking techniques as well as dirty tricks you can use in actual combat. After mastering the art, achieving a 6th Dan belt, Kenichi wanted to open a TKD dojo in Japan. However, things were not in his favor, as ITF is a rather obscure style that not many know of, and Japan already has Karate as its most popular martial arts, practiced nationally and worldwide. Kenichi went bankrupt after a year or so, and had to find another job. Now he is working as a mailman, yet still spares some time every evening to train. Kenichi is tall and thin, but underneath his clothes are solid muscles that have been trained for years. He has short hair, a stern face and a calm but frank personality, which took shape through his rough life. A cloudy afternoon “So you want to learn my martial arts?” “Hai” “Kids these days are just going crazy over things that they find fancy. You look so small, I don`t think you can train at all. I don`t have time to teach you the discipline to train effectively and I don`t want to supervise you everyday. Just go to some dojo and learn Karate or something. “But Oka-san won`t let me. We don`t have the money to do so… Please, just let me train next to you, I will try to copy what you do…” “Ehh… Not having money but you still dare to ask me? *Sigh…* Kid you will injure yourself if you try to copy me like a blind bat. Fine, I failed to be a sensei once, so if you want to try and be a test mouse for me again, go ahead. But you are so small, you probably won`t last a day. Try and follow my instructions now…” “Hai!” Kyoya went through an exhausting routine, even for an average adult. Kenichi was actually surprised how Kyoya held up against the tough exercises. At the end of the routine, Kyoya collapsed on the ground, gasping for air. "You`re too damn tough for a kid y`know" The first lesson. “Tell me, what happens when you fall in a fight?” “Etou... Bad things?” “Well…*shrugs* yea. So don`t. Today I will teach you how to avoid falling. It is basic combat footwork” “Foot…job?” “No, NO! It`s footwork! The other is… something entirely different! Don`t talk about it again!” [I don`t know if footjob and footwork sound similar in Japanese] “Hai” “Wow you`re really submissive eh? Well good for me then. So here, turn around.” Kenichi pushed Kyoya. “waaah”. He fell on the grassy ground. “uwaahh…“ “So here`s the trick. You spread your leg right when you feel your balance is off. Make sure that one of them is moved to the direction you are falling towards, so that leg catches your body. Afterwards immediately shift you center of gravity to that leg and try to face your opponent asap.” “Eh…?” “Ok, push me” Kenichi leans forward, looking as if he is about to fall. Kyoya pushed him. Kenichi`s right leg immediately flew forward, supporting his body, as he retracted his back leg and turn around to face Kyoya. All of this was done in a flash. “Whoa… “It`s basic. So here`s the exercise. Lift your front leg up, and as soon as you place that leg down raise your back leg behind. And once you put your back leg down, lift your front leg up. It`s like making a pendulum movement with both of your legs.” “Hai!” “50 reps per set, 3 sets, go!” “One! Two! One! Two!....” The energetic counting resounded throughout the park. Kyoya has just got home from school. His body was still aching due to the last endurance training session he had with Kenichi. So far in three months Kyoya has only been taught movement techniques, such as the forward and backward dash, or how to turn your body 90 degree sideways to avoid attacks. The rest is just flexibility, strength, speed, and endurance training. Kenichi told Kyoya that he is a fast learner, but Kyoya must master the basics skills first before learning how to attack. Today`s session, however, will be his first striking skills lesson. Kyoya was excited, particularly because he can finally learn how to fight back instead of running, so he can protect his mother from the bad guys. The park “Today we shall learn the first kick, which is also the most efficient and practical kick that can be used in combat: the roundhouse kick. We will learn the TKD version of it. TKD kicks in general emphasizes on speed. The lightning-fast movement comes from the way we chamber our kick, which is unique to TKD. Here`s the basic leg chamber. Kenichi lifted his leg, folding his knee sharply 90 degree. “And for a linear roundhouse, you turn your hips like this.” Kenichi turn his hips over, making his body lean sideways. “Simultaneously, snap your leg and strike the target.” *swoosh* “Depending on the angle of your leg when your hips turn, the power of the kick will increase. You get the most power when your shin is parallel with the ground, and the highest speed when your shin creates a 45 degree angle with it.” “Hai” “For now practice the roundhouse chamber first, remember to turn our hips. 20 reps, three sets, go!” They trained until it got dark. [he`s 9 at this point]
aah my novel is so bad that i don`t wanna put it on such a huge site. Plus I`m just a student, I`m doing this for fun so i don`t need this crap to be anywhere near successful. Just really want to hear some readers` opinion so please comment alot! zenbu joudaiii~~~~ Thanks for your comment ^_^
CHAPTER 6: The right path The bell rang, signaling the end of today`s classes. The teacher scolded some noisy students, conveniently using Kyoya as a role model for them to follow . Being quiet and obeying rules is obviously easy for someone like him. He has his mother as well as other female teachers to fear, and having no friends means gossips [or should i use chit chat?] were never a concept that he understood. Kyoya treated school merely as a place to study, distancing himself from relationships and activities. He is "missing out on his youth"-as one of his peers said, in return he gets top scores to report to his mother every month. Kyoya`s mother meant everything to him, so he tried his best to not be taken care of in any way. Walking home… (Ahh, what will sensei teach me today… After training I will do physics, about 2 hours , and math too…) [I find daily notes annoying and ineffective] (Haa… it`s been 3 years since I met Kenichi sensei already, but I haven`t been able to pay him at all… should I ask mother) “Hey you!” Some of the students that was scolded earlier stopped Kyoya. “Ya fucking goodie-two-shoe, get over here!” “Hey, do you know that because of you that woman always scolds us? Being all nice and getting her prioritized treatment, you coward!” Kyoya ignored them, walking past the group. “You fucking brat!” One of them grabbed his shirt collar. Kyoya frowned “Let go” “The fuck? we`re gonna fucking beat your sorry ass up!” Kyoya used one hand to hold onto the kid`s wrist, twisting it counter clockwise. The punk`s arm got bent, making him let go of Kyoya`s collar and turning his body sideways. Kyoya shoved that arm aside, bringing the whole body in that direction. “Ouch! You fucker!” The four of them ganged on Kyoya. Before they can surround him, Kyoya moved backwards, letting his back face the wall. One of them threw a punch. A wide haymaker [ggl it if udk]. Kyoya caught the arm, twisting it to control the offender`s body, and shoved him at the other guy. Right the moment the punk bumped into eachother, Kyoya had enough space. He chambered his leg, stomping the guy`s belly [it`s called a front kick]. Because Kyoya has already leaned against a wall, the kick sent both guys flying. The other guy came in for a jab. *Bam* The hit connected. However, Kyoya wasn`t a bit dazed, he turns 90 degree as the guy followed with his cross, making his fist hit the wall. After that, seeing the guy`s right side wide open, Kyoya simply threw a round kick to the flank and he was down. The last guy wasn`t that big, so he ran away. Kyoya wiped off the sweat on his face, not having any second thoughts about his actions and left. Today Kyoya asked Kenichi to let him go home early. Walking on the street, Kyoya was looking for a bakery shop he found online. As Kyoya went in, a female clerk greeted him, making the poor boi jump. After Kyoya got over his awkwardness, he went to check out the products. He decides to purchase a … cake[?!] [I don`t eat them! How should I know?] . On the way home, Kyoya fetched the ingredients for a special dinner. Having entered his house, Kyoya started working immediately. He skillfully diced garlic and onions, fried eggs and rolled them nicely, cooked a pot of rice, and prepared drinks. He plated the dishes and set the table.When the clock showed 6:12 pm, Kyoya have already finished cooking the meal. He then showered before taking out his homework while waiting for his mother`s return. Kura had a terrible day at work. Right now she barely have enough money to support the family; they have been facing financial difficulties ever since she gave up being a prostitute. It occured more than once to Kura, that she should consider to work at a brothel to make ends meet. Sighing in frustration, Kura looked outside the window of the train. The houses on the roadside were turning on their lights, as the night was approaching. The sun was in the middle of setting, emitting violent rays of scarlet light that makes people frown, even though it is almost night. “Kaa-san, welcome home.” Kyoya cheerfully greets his mother at the door. “How was work today? Are you tired? Should I make some tea? Please take a shower then we`ll have dinner!” “Mm…” Kura blankly replied. Kyoya ran into the kitchen to make tea. When he was returning to living room, his leg got caught in something and Kyoya tripped over. He was able to remain on his feet, but the teacup slipped off his and and landed on the ground, breaking into pieces. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Kura angrily yelled at her son “Uwaah I`m sorry… l`ll clean it…” “Is there anything that you can do properly? That cup costs money you fool!” “I`m sorry Oka-san… but today is your birthday… I bought a cake too…” “What ? Seriously? You waste the money I made on that crap? OH MY GOD WHAT KIND OF SON IS THIS? YOU USELESS BRAT!” “I`m sor…” “SORRY SORRY SORRY! IS THAT ALL YOU KNOW? ALL YOU BUNCH OF MEN ARE JUST THE SAME! USELESS LEECHERS! YOU ARE JUST A PIECE OF TRASH THAT BASTARD GAVE ME! WHY AM I EVEN HAVING YOU!” “…” Kyoya `s heart sank deeper and deeper as his brain processed what is mother have just said. “men…useless…guys…” Those words echoed in his mind. (Am I just like them? Kyoya, Kura`s son, is just causing his mother problem like all those guys. Like all men…) (but… but I am your son… the other kids… they don`t get good results… they don`t know how to cook… they live in huge private houses… their parents buy them toys and they can cry for something they want… they laugh a lot… they smile a lot… why… do I feel jealous of them… having Kaa-san isn`t enough for me?… I… I AM JUST A CHILD!) “Then… Kaa-san…” Kyoya mumbled as tears started to cover his vision “Am I your son?” “What nonsense are you spouting? Hurry up and clean this mess!” Kyoya remains silent. “What are you standing there for? Don`t you hear me? Clean this up!” “…” Kura slapped him. “ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME YOU BRAT!” Kyoya`s face was pushed sideways because of the impact. Slowly, Kyoya turned his head back, facing his mother, on his face still a stinging red hand mark. “IT HURTS KAA-SAN! IT REALLY HURTS!” Kyoya ran outside, without another word to his mother. Kura`s fury has yet to end, as she yelled after ”Yeah! Fuck off so I don`t have to spend more money on you! Go live like a dog on the street!” On the ground, broken pieces of glass scattered everywhere. The tea was still hot; the smoke lingered above the splattered puddles. It`s a cold night.
are you an idiot? i've seen something worse than what you wrote. also, there's a ton of students in RRL that do this as a hobby. and you'd get your needed feedback on RRL.
at least your grammar is pretty decent. you should see some of the worst stories on RRL. you'd become dumb from their grammars and spelling mistakes. also, it's a great story your writing here.
CHAPTER 7: THE RIGHT PATH (2) A child can be seen running. The streets of Tokyo tumbled forward Kyoya as he blindly rushed through the night. He wasn`t having any shoes on, nor did he have the sanity to feel the asphalt rubbing against his feet. With each step his breathing became heavier, but his head lighter. In Kyoya`s mind, he was just running, like he always has in cardio routines. “Empty your mind and just focus on the steps that you take” That`s what his teacher told him. When Kyoya stopped, he didn`t even remember why he ran all the way to this unknown place. (Where am I? How did I got here? I can`t remember … Ugh, my head feel dizzy...) Kyoya wandered aimlessly around the strange alleyways of this residence. This place was too quiet compared to the rest of Tokyo. A few flickering light posts appeared here and there, and most apartments seems to have turned off their lights even though it couldn`t have been later than 8:00 right now. Suddenly, some crying sounds from afar reached Kyoya`s ears. As he walked forward, it became louder, the sounds seemed to be coming out from the way ahead. Kyoya got there and peeked over the corner. Three guys were ganging up on a girl. She looked young, her age can`t exceed 28. Having her mouth stuffed with torn cloth, she was moaning in desperate. One of the guys was on top of her, in a missionary pose, while the other 2 were holding her down, fondling her breast occasionally. Her boobs bounced as he thrusts, and tears could be seen flowing ceaselessly out of her frightened eyes. “heheh cutie, your pussy feels awesome!” “We`re so lucky finding you here, let us have fun with you a little, I mean all night hahahaha” “Damn your tits are nice” “Mmm… Nnnhh… Nggghh” Kyoya froze when he saw the scene, his eyes wide open. His memory suddenly came back, and he remembered that his mother had just kicked him out of the house. His eyes are stuck on what`s in front, but he couldn`t see anything. In his head events started to appear, tracing back to further in time. Suddenly, Kura`s word exploded in his ears: ” ALL YOU BUNCH OF MEN ARE JUST THE SAME! USELESS LEECHERS! YOU ARE JUST A PIECE OF TRASH THAT BASTARD GAVE ME! WHY AM I EVEN HAVING YOU! “. Before that voice in his mind faded, Kyoya`s entire body tensed up, triggering every single muscle fiber. His heart rate surges, blood rushed to his veins so fast that it felt like they are going to burst anytime. Kyoya gritted his teeth. Rage! He has never felt this angry before. (It`s them… the guys… the sinner… the ones that made me suffer… The single reason why this wretched life is born! ) Then, Kyoya started to see his memories. Images appeared before his eyes, slow at first, but they reappear and disappear faster every time. Until each memory fragment flashed through, extremely fast but painfully clear. First it was the time when his grandmother told him about his birth. Then the bad guys that bullied his mother, then that criminal that raped and tortured Kura right in front of his eyes. Then, just this morning, some kids annoyed him, making him late for the training session with Kenichi. And his mother`s words resounded again. All of them, surrounded Kyoya, haunted him, feeding his unstoppable wrath. Kyoya`s mind was being devoured by fury. The pain, the suffering, the shitty life that he has been living… everything was because of those men, and yet his mother sees him as one of them. Kyoya`s thoughts are chaotic, but as the anger grew he found his reasoning. Then finally “Eliminate them all. It is the only way…” Kyoya mumbled. He is calm. His vision returned, clearer than ever; his sense of hearing could catch many slight sounds few can hear; his breathing became stable, following the combat tempo that Kenichi showed him. Kyoya silently engaged the group. The closest noticed him. “Hey brat, fuck o… bugh!” Not letting him finish his sentence, Kyoya hopped in with a side kick to the opponent`s face, immediately retracting his leg after the hit connected [aka hopping side kick]. The guy is knocked out right on the spot. The other guy who was holding that girl got up, tried to catch Kyoya`s leg but failed, so he threw a soccer kick at Kyoya. Turning his body 90 degree, Kyoya pushed his leg away, countering with a straight kick to his crotch. *Bam*. The guy got downed. The last one was busy pulling his zippers, but still in time to charge into Kyoya for a sloppy takedown. Instead of knocking Kyoya off balance, Kyoya throws his right leg backwards, clinched his head down, and counter with a huge knee strike to his face. “Cheh! Cheh! Cheh!” The guy`s body got loose like a ragdoll after three hits, with blood running out of his nose. Throwing the last guy on the ground, Kyoya was suddenly hit in the back of his head. Dazed, but he instinctively charge forward, Kyoya regained his balance before instantly turning his head around, spotting the target with his peripheral vision and struck the offender with a back kick to the ribcage.[It`s the later half of the spinning back kick] ”Bugh!” The guy was stopped in midair and collapsed. Then Kyoya gazed at them. The victim girl got up, and slowly approached Kyoya with a worried expression. The brutal fight scene caught the attention of many. All of a sudden, Kyoya stomped the guy next to his feet, following up with a storm of soccer kicks and stomp kicks. “Wait! Stop!” The bystanders rush in. “GET LOST YOU PEOPLE! THIS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS” Kyoya looked at them with raging eyes, and continue bashing the three fallen men. Those people were surprised by his bloodthirsty gaze and back off. Some big uncles got out to see what`s going on…
CHAPTER 8: THE RIGHT PATH (4) Kura has just finished taking a shower. The towel scarcely covered her, showing off the sexy curves of her hips. [comment if you want more fanservice, I`m tired of looking for expressions to describe a woman`s body]. She put on her clothes, and went to the kitchen. Under the table cap [It`s asian stuff, a huge plastic cage to cover the dishes. I have seen it in Japan] she found well plated dishes, all of which was her favorite, and a cake in the middle, with candles next to it. (Kyoya made all this?) She sat down, excitedly dug in, to find that the meal was cooked with great care and the flavor is refined to fit her preference. Then she tried the cake. (Today is my birthday huh… that boi really overdid this…) Kura sighs. There is still a lot of food left. She cleaned the table. (How long has it been since I last did the dishes… Kyoya would normally do all the chores for me…) Having finished the tidying, Kura looked at the clock. It`s 8:30. (That brat still hasn`t got back… Weird, normally he is quite submissive… Puberty? Or was I being a little too harsh on him…He would listen to everything I say…) Kura`s heart dropped. (When I told him to go away… did he take it seriously… Oh shit!) Kura puts on a jacket and goes to the door. Kyoya`s sneakers are still there. (He ran out there without anything! Shit!) Rushing outside, Kura asked around for any clues of where Kyoya went. Following the neighbors` instruction, Kura reached a path where she can see two blood trails resembling a human feet that dragged towards a quiet residence. Following the footprints, Kura started to hear screams. Getting closer, she saw was a commotion, with a crowd surrounding the scene. “LET ME GO! GET OFF ME! I`LL KILL THOSE BASTARDS! I NEED TO KILL THEM! LET ME GO! I`LL RIP THEIR FUCKING THROAT OFF!” She immediately realized Kyoya`s voice. Squeezing through the crowd, in front of her eyes was a terrifying scene: 2 muscular men struggling to hold a child down, on their face were bruises, whilst the kid`s hands and feet were scratched up and covered in blood. “Kyoya! Kyoya! I`m his mother! Please let me pass! I`m his mother!” A police car stopped at the scene, two officers rushed into action… Kura and her son were inside a police car. They let him off, thanks to the girl he saved. Two subjects got their ribcage broken. The other got a dislocated jaw. Kura was fussing over Kyoya`s injuries while holding him tightly in her arms. Kyoya`s eyes are empty, as he looked at his mother to answer her worrying questions. “Please Kyoya, don`t do that again!” “…” Kyoya blankly lifted his gaze, placing his eyes on Kura`s face. “Why are you taking me home?” “Don`t be silly Kyoya, you are my dear son!” “Kaa-san said you don`t need me. I`m just a burden to you.” “No! You`re not! …” Not letting Kura continue, Kyoya suddenly asks “Why didn`t you abort me? I HATE my life.” Kura was silenced. Staring at her son, tears starts to come out of her eyes. “Baby… I`m so sorry… Kaa-san is so sorry… Please Kyoya…” She pressed her child tightly against her heart. The feeling of guilt overwhelmed her. Kura cried while holding Kyoya closely, finally realising that she has been disregarding the importance of Kyoya`s presence this whole time. Morning. Kyoya came round when the clock showed 5:00 AM. He was brought to the hospital last night, and much as he didn`t want to sleep here, Kura insisted on it. He had his hands and feet bandaged, as well as some band-aid on his face. [looks real cool yo?] Looking across the room, Kyoya eyes got caught by something outside the window. The sky was pale and cloudless. Beneath the building, the streets were empty and quiet, as if they had no regards for what just happened last night. Suddenly a spark of light caught Kyoya`s attention. He slowly stood up, and moved near the window for a better view. His eyes were then showered with a wave of golden sunlight. The light shines over his face, gradually filling up the whole bedroom he was in. “Ah… the sun is rising from afar… So pretty…” Evening. Kyoya was sitting next to his teacher at the park. He got released after the doctor confirmed that these flesh wounds would heal quickly with just small scars left behind. He is still training today, focusing on core exercises to strengthen his abs. His body is drenched with sweat, as he felt the pleasant wind blowing across the field. Kenichi looked at Kyoya, noticing his melancholy eyes before gently chattering to him “So how did you feel when you strike an actual human?" “… I felt nothing. I hit them with the right technique and they go down, that`s all I could noticed” “Sigh… Then after they go down, why did you assault them?” “I still don`t know until now… I don`t understand why did I need to do it… I just wanted to …” Kyoya stopped, and looked at his teacher. “Here is the thing, Kyoya… Your mother is worried about you right? Then what about the mother of those people? They must already be very sad because their children become like that, and knowing that their sons were punished by society itself, that would devastate those mothers, no?” “…” “Why do you want to learn martial arts?” “To become strong, so that I can protect my mother… and other females that are suffering… haa... the latter, it sounds unrealistic right?” “Doesn`t mean you won`t do anything at all to achieve it though. One simple thing that you could have done is: spare those people and give them a second chance. Maybe they will become better and their mother would be happy. It has always been the small steps that shows you [de wae] the direction you`re heading, no?” “Hai… that`s true” Kyoya`s eyes brighten up as he listened to Kenichi`s words. “Listen Kyoya. Martial arts were created as tools for war. They were born to enable the user to conquer other humans through violence and strength. The nature of martial arts isn`t as fancy and noble as you see. However! As humans become more civilized, martial arts also reached its new heights. They were created for war, but they have evolved to end war itself. The ultimate goal of martial arts, Kyoya, is peace. And it is also the apex of all combat arts. To be able to solve conflicts with minimum damage would require skills and strength of supreme level. For example, to simply stab a person to death would require far less training than to avoid that person`s attacks, and somehow suppress that person; and to suppress that person with minimal damage is even harder, and the apex is to not hurt the person at all, yet still manage to end the conflict. That, is the true meaning of “strength”, Kyoya.” Kyoya looked at his teacher closely, and then looked at the setting sun. Majestic golden rays of light overwhelmed his surroundings, painting everything it touched with a beautiful golden hue. In the immersive moment, Kyoya whispers to Kenichi: “Thank you, for having me as your student…” “Aah? Heh that was nothing, it`s common knowledge that every practitioner know, really…” Kenichi scratched his head. “Oh and those uncles that you wounded, we had better apologize to them soon.” “Hai ,teacher is right! Ah, and I `ll make some cookies for them too!” They peacefully chattered throughout the evening. [I`m sorry for updating a... wel half a chapter..., no 2/3? 3/4? meh. School is calling @_@. Well now i uhm.. proudly adding the psychological tag to his novel, cuz well... i kinda got it right? It`s ermm psychologic. Finally, before my parents kill me for not going to bed, here`s a picture that i found when i was uhm... relaxing and releasing my... stress. Like this is spot on, this boi looks like everything I imagined of Kyoya. Here`s a picture of Kyoya with sauce to original ... ok i cannot post image here... Here`s the link, Kazuma-kun is the boi that looks just like Kyoya (warning:its a shotacon hentai and i have sick tastes) https://nhentai.net/g/218087/] [EDIT: i`m sooo sorry for posting these chapters without editing! And ive also edited some other chapters too, making the reading smoother. Well sorry for the rush, but like, maybe some of you guys wanna know what`s gonna happen rite? You can bare with the cringy gramar ... *someone appears behind* Hey! let me go what are you *SPANK* AA it hurts! *SPANK* YAA yamete *SPANK* oooouuh!! *SPANK* Haaaa! *SPANK SPANK SPANK* HYAAAA okay okay... ngh... i get it... pls stop... Imma lose it...haa...haaa ... dear viewer-sama, i was bad...haaa... please punish me... I promise i won`t post chapters without editing anymore.. haaa ... please don`t drop this... OK? i said it.. please do it more haaa... haaa *gets pulled inside a room*]
Credits to Pingster and KuroSupaku-chan for checking and contributing ideas Notes: (character`s thoughts) *sound effects* [author`s note] “conversation” Prologue 1 I am driving at full speed with this military Humvee, drifting my way through the city, avoiding broken cars and collapsed buildings scattered on the streets. A human figure dashed in front of my car, only to be run over. I need to get to the unclaimed areas. Behind me, a horde of zombies was rampaging, trying to catch this extremely loud vehicle. This horde was approaching our outpost unexpectedly, and we were not informed of this until yesterday. The scouting unit was aced-out before they can send any kind of warning back to headquarters, and it was me that spotted this horde just one day before they can storm our base. I decided to go out on my own, despite the objection of the general, and my plan was to lure this horde to a desolated place. Turning left, I estimated that I am 12 km away from the location. It is a junkyard, which is heavily infested but far from any holdout and has plenty space to maneuver as well as terrain to slow them down. Suddenly, the radio caught a signal “KERNEL KYOYA! WHERE ARE YOU NOW? DIDN`T YOU HEAR THE BOARDCAST? RECALL AT ONCE!” Ah, it`s the voice of the commander. “My apologies sir, I will not follow your command.” I answered in a gasped voice. “YOU BASTARD! JUST GET BACK HERE! YOUR VEHICLE SHOULD STILL HAVE ENOUGH FUEL!” “I can`t sir, the horde blocked my way back. Plus it is too risky to go back now as I have attracted the attention of some infected from the yard too. I believe this mission will be successful at the cost of my life” “Kyoya! Stop saying nonsense! I`m gonna lose you! How am I supposed to deal with that!” “Haha…” I let out a bitter laugh “Please Kyoya… You are my best and only friend… this … this is just…” Ah… Takama is crying… he`s a sensitive person despite his cold attitude… he cried in front of me when we were in highschool… “Nee, Takama, you are crying again…” *sniff* “I just… can`t … ARGHHH! If only there was another way!” A moment of silence. “Hey, those brass knuckles of mine, they are very precious. Keep them as a memorial ok? And tell my mother that I love her.” "Yea, I`ll fly to Japan after this, and inform her personally..." "Heh thanks" I replied with a emotionless voice “Kyoya… know this… just with completing this task, you have contributed greatly to mankind, and not accounting the missions you`ve accomplished before… I`m am proud to have such a friend like you. We will all be grateful and this event will go into history!” “haa… such loud praises... well if it`s from you then i`ll take it." “Go show those monsters what you are made of” “Roger that!” The radio was turned off by Takama. I took my mind away from it and focus on what`s in front. The junkyard could be seen just a few dozen meters ahead, and countless infected are charging at me. I ran them over, and entered the junkyard. After circling the whole area for awhile, I got them confused and got some distance from the big mob. Then I aim for the deepest corner of this place, where lies a huge pile of trash. Crashing over some more infected, I reached the top of this mountain. Immediately I reload the machine gun mounted on the roof of the car, and pull out my favorite sniper rifle. It`s a Russian VSS Vintorez model 69b, custom made for me. Aiming at the exploding mutants, I blew up 20 of them before they can get near. And then I used the M60 to thin down their number. 12 o`clock, 3 o`clock, 8 o`clock,… they are approaching from every direction. They focused at 10 o`clock, and I took out a grenade. *BOOM* Corpses flying everywhere. Meanwhile, my ammunition is depleting quickly… Soon I was left with only 4 grenades and a Glock. Waiting for them to crowd up around the car, I injected myself with adrenaline before shooting the gas tank of the humvee. The claws that were reaching me got pushed away, as I too was thrown into the air by the shockwave. I landed on the ground, rolling a few rounds before standing up, seemingly unharmed. Thanks to my heavy full body armor, the “Terminator plates”, I was safe. The pistol flew somewhere due to the explosion. Luckily, all the zombies are still attracted to the loud noise. I needed to go somewhere that wouldn`t get me surrounded. Running around the huge junk pile, I saw a old tower eastward. Suddenly, an exploder punched me from behind. Feeling dizzy, I dashed forwards a few steps, and turned around. The thing was slowly walking towards me. I kept kiting it around the mountain, and at a certain point I suddenly turned and charged at the zombie. I jumped, and threw my whole body at him, leg first. The slow zombie got knocked away by my drop kick. It crashed right into the pile of trash, as a steel beam slid down, piercing the thing, popping it like a balloon. *BOOM*. The whole mountain of trash trembled, and suddenly began to collapse. A landslide was created, and I ran as fast as I could when the zombies were getting crushed under the mountain. Some more explosions could be heard, and the huge pile of trash turned into a sea of debris and flesh. Another horde appeared and flooded over the debris, running after me. A spitter jumped out of a corner and attacked me, however the acid had minor effects against the armor I was wearing. I swung the back of my hand at its face, crushing the thing`s skull against the wall. Running with this 38kg armor, as a sniper I am too adapted to this. Thanks to my small physique, I managed to crawl under a random dismantled sewer pipe, hiding inside the small crack. I remembered seeing the junk pile above me leaning in the opposite direction, as I slithered further inside. Sweeping the nylon bags out of the way, I saw light coming through a hole ahead. I traveled about 10 meters, and after some quick math I pulled out two grenades, throwing one outside and holding one on hand. I rushed out, dodging the zombie in front of me. The grenade exploded, bringing down another pile of metal on the zombies. With the small frame I have, I removed my mask and drank some drugs [it`s obviously liquid ok? So I didn`t use took. He needs water]. I injected the last morphine pipe, and equipped my helmet again. I`m still about 20 meters away from the tower, and a few zombies has gotten over the small blockage I made. Rushing inside the place, I can see the first floor filled with enraged zombies. Throwing the grenade at them, I charged right in after the thing went off. I threw a roundhouse right at the first shadow I can see through the smoke, the thing`s neck snapped. Without hesitation, I grabbed the next zombie, twisting its neck and side kick it at the mob, creating some distance before I dash forward to dodge a hit from behind. Countering that thing with a back kick, I followed up with a 360 roundhouse, cracking its skull. More rushed down from upstairs, some killed themselves from falling. I kept on killing about 30 of them, while the zombies outside are distracted because of the landslides I created was still killing some exploders... Having cleared the building, I went upstairs to hide and recover. Heh, this reminds me of when I was still a yakuza, fighting a whole mob with melee… *GRAAAAAAAWR!* A huge roar resounded through the whole yard. From the second floor, I can see a huge pair of legs approaching my place. A giant shadow loomed over the window…
Chapter 8.5 “Research log #38 Yesterday, while standing on my balcony, I saw a female human (approx age 25) being cornered by 3 males (approx age 20, 23, 27 respectively. The male humans seemed like they were unable to control their urge to reproduce and forced the female to copulate with them. I believe it`s illegal to engage into sexual intercourse with another human without their agreement (the action is called “rape” in human language). However official law enforcements were nowhere to be seen. Approximately 20 minutes later a young human (approx age 12) entered the area. He disabled the 3 other males, showing impressive combat capability at a small age. The young human proceeded to go on a rampage afterwards, attracting the attention of my biological father and nearby humans. He injured people who wanted to stop him, including my father who now has a bruised cheek. Law enforcements got to the scene approximately 7 minutes later, stopping the dog fight (dog fight in earth language means unauthorized combat activities. I learned that word five minutes ago from my biological father).” “Research log #39 Today the young boi who injured my father came to my current shelter. It has been 3 days since the last time I saw him. Much as I wanted to know more about this subject, I was hiding my real identity so I decided to take shelter in my room to not see him. I believe I am not experiencing the state which human call “embarrassed” when a human meets another unacquainted human of the opposite sex. I did proceed to observe him secretly behind my father, and I must say his facial feature is very pleasing to look at. Snow white skin that resembles a female, his blushing cheeks and his apologetic expression, moreover he seems to be around my age. His purpose of going here is to provide us with a kind of food that human call “cookies”, the ingredient of which is unknown. The “cookie” was made manually by him, and I enjoy consuming this food. I really hope to see him again, um.. eat those again by seeing him.” [she crossed out that section, but the middle dash doesn`t work here ] The small and feminine hands dropped the pen, sticking it into the slot on the diary. Then the young girl grabbed another cookie and munched it down with her small mouth. She holds the cookie pack with both hands and threw her back on the bed; her silver hair scattered around her innocent face. With a dreamy expression, she looked outside the window… [The romance begins!?] [hello, hello, a random weeb is writing. hey i updated some stuffs. No way i can make a fixed update time cuz that`s how life works. the prologue 1 to show that this story is already planned ahead and have a clear plot, and also some kinda explanation to the "Love story" part. This isn`t just a slice of life/hentai boring novel, IT`S WAAAAY FRIGGIN WORSE!. I once again shamelessly add the ACTION tag]
you should have just posted that other prologue on a sequel or something. almost made me drop this cause it made me so fucking confused. I mean, how the fuck does he freaking drive a car when he was just a twelve year old the previous chapter! put that somewhere else, it's confusing. thanks for the update though, great chapter!
well dude i wasn`t gonna go to that scene but... i got so friggin bored writing stories about a 12 yrs old kid so i decided to spice things up. That prologue you saw would be the final event of this series. i planned ahead a really huge plot and now i`m kinda erm... lost or welp i can`t wait until i can write moar about this. You think i should use that prologue on top of the previously written one or just trash it?? Thanks so much for the reply gosuji-sama