Chapter 79:- Enigmatic Stranger

Seeing the video message, their eyes that once lost the light were now burning in fury, clenching their fists, gnashing their teeth, a look of rage was eminent in them, and after which all of them nodded looking at each other, and stood up, a determined look formed on their faces, still they had the rage in their eyes as they dusted their clothes as they headed to an unknown location.

What Kaina or others didn't know was that Izuku wasn't just taking control over Fukuoka, he had his eyes on Shizuoka as well, he was keeping a record of everything that was happening in the city.

That's when he found out about the thing that happened to Kaito and his fellow policemen, and he instantly gathered all the information on Miyuki and her fellow peers who were involved in all this.

He collected all the information about them, including the video of Miyuki and other females where they can be seen seducing the investigator to give the verdict in Miyuki's favor, he compiled all these and waited for the right time.

He knew what Miyuki and others were planning and so he waited for Kaito and others to lose everything, waiting for the iron to get hot, so that when the right time comes, Izuku could strike his hammer.

And that's exactly what he did, when Kaito and others lost everything and were even about to end their lives, Izuku sent them the video, and once the video ended, there was a text message sent to them saying, "Revenge is yours, if you desire it. If you want to get back at those women. Meet me at the abandoned beach south of Shizuoka, at midnight. Find the deserted lodge there. I'll send you the coordinates of the same, and wait for me there."

The beach in the south of Shizuoka prefecture called 'Sakura Cove Beach' was abandoned due to a series of villain attacks that rendered the area unsafe. Villains had targeted the beach, causing extensive damage and creating an unsafe environment for civilians. To protect people from potential harm, authorities closed off access to the beach and the surrounding area. Over time, the threat persisted, leading to the complete abandonment of the beach and any structures, including the lodge, leaving it forgotten and isolated.

The men trudged through the sand, the abandoned lodge rising like a skeletal silhouette against the moonlit sky. Inside, the air hung heavy with dust and unspoken resentment. They huddled around a sputtering fire, making themselves comfortable. They looked around and saw there were all the things they would need, food supplies, water supplies, first aid, blankets to cover themselves, new pairs of clothes, and every other thing they would need.

And soon they changed their clothes, had dinner, and tended first aid to those they needed. All of them sat in a circle around the fire, each man a smoldering ember of rage, fueled by memories of lost jobs, broken families, and shattered dreams over just a measly promotion. Hours crawled by, marked only by the rhythmic crash of waves and the occasional muttered curse. The video's promise of retribution hung in the air, a venomous hope twisting their guts.

Doubt gnawed at the edges of their resolve. Was this a trap? A cruel jest? Yet, the fire in their eyes burned brighter than the flickering lamplight. Theirs was a pact forged in betrayal, a desperate gamble for a semblance of justice, even if it meant dancing with shadows at midnight and doing the deal with the devil.

They stood amidst the desolation of Sakura Cove Beach, fists clenched, eyes smoldering, they yearned to unleash their fury on the uncaring sand, on the silent, empty surroundings. Yet, Kaito, a lone lighthouse in the storm, stepped between them and intervened, his voice calm but resolute. "Hold back." he roared, his voice cracking with suppressed rage "Don't let it out now. We've got to keep this anger, preserve it for our revenge. We've lost everything—Our jobs are ashes, our names tarnished, even our families ripped apart.

Venting might give temporary relief, a siren's song, that lulls us into a false peace but it won't bring any of that back. Miyuki and her vipers stole everything. We need this anger for when the time is right. We must let our anger be a viper of its own, a more coiled and venomous one, waiting to strike. We'll direct it all towards Miyuki and her associates. Revenge is best served cold," he urged. His words resonated, and they nodded in agreement, bottling up their fury for the time it would truly count, a promised reckoning to come.

As the midnight stuck, there was a knock on their door, all of them gulped as Kaito stood up to open the door

Kaito's hand hovered over the rusted doorknob, hesitation momentarily gripping him like the salty night air. The men behind him held their breath, the silence so thick it threatened to burst from their ears. The rhythmic clang of the old pier clock in the distance marked the arrival of midnight, each chimes a hammer blow against their coiled anticipation.

Then, the knock. Sharp, insistent, echoing through the creaky bones of the lodge. Kaito's fingers twitched, knuckles white against the tarnished metal. He exchanged a silent glance with the others, their eyes glinting with a mix of fear and grim resolve. A deep breath, a nod, and then, with a groan of rusty hinges, he pushed open the door.

A figure stood bathed in the pale moonlight, shrouded in the shadows cast by the skeletal remains of a once-majestic cypress tree. The darkness swallowed their features, making them an enigma of flesh and bone. Kaito squinted, adrenaline prickling his skin. "Who?" he rasped, the mystery tasting rough on his tongue.

Silence. The figure remained still, an obelisk of mystery against the churning waves. The men shifted restlessly, murmuring amongst themselves, their hands itching for the weapons hidden beneath their clothes. The tension crackled in the air, a static storm threatening to unleash.

Suddenly, a laugh. Chilling, like wind whistling through cracks in a skull. The figure stepped forward, the moonlight revealing a person in an all-black full-body stealth suit, not leaving a single spot that could reveal skin. In contrast, the face was covered by a black orca skull mask covering the whole face, and the only visible organ was the person's red eyes, a glint of amusement in eyes that seemed to pierce the darkness. "Ah, Kaito," the voice drawled, smooth as silk but laced with an edge of ice. "So eager for your retribution, are we?"

Kaito's grip tightened on the doorknob. Who was this? He recognized this person to be similar to the one who sent the video of the Aldera incident, but they needed to confirm whether the person in front of them was the one behind the Aldera Incident and the sender of the video or some cruel puppet sent to mock their desperation. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice a low growl.

The figure tilted its head, its face although covered by a mask they could still feel that a smile formed on its face which widened in the shadows. "Let's just say," it purred, its voice sending shivers down Kaito's spine, "I offer a dish best served cold. And tonight, we dine on some much sought after and world-famous dish called vengeance."

And with that, it stepped into the light, and with a tilt in the mask, the mask opened and the person behind the mask's true face emerged from the darkness. It was not anyone they recognized.

A woman, young and beautiful, probably in her late twenties, with black hair left out in the open, with red eyes that held the glint of a predator and a smile that promised untold danger. She had a dangerous aura of the Sirens of the sea.

She moved forward till she came in the view of everyone present there, under the moonlit night, standing above the fire the only source of light in the lodge, her face's beauty and charm increased by many folds as she opened her mouth, saying, "Master Thanatos has sent you his regards and wishes you guys best of luck," her voice so soothing to their ears, that they instantly fell in love with her voice, as this was the only soothing thing they heard in the past few days where the only thing they had been hearing for past few days were curses filled with venom.

They were in a serious dilemma wondering what they should do. This was not the revenge they expected, but it was clear tonight's menu had just been expanded, and the stakes had never been higher.

Now, the question hung heavy in the salty air: who was this enigmatic stranger, and what game was she playing? Would she be their instrument of their vengeance, or their ultimate downfall? The tension snapped, replaced by a chilling certainty: the path to retribution had just taken a sharp and unpredictable turn.

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