stay at friend's house part(3)

After Asaka heard that his ototo-kun was currently in the abandoned warehouse in front of him, taking away the excitement in him; under the dim moonlight he opened the entrance of the worn and broken warehouse.

"Ototo-kun, I'm coming, don't be afraid, this is nee-chan coming to find you to play~" While Asaka pushed open the entrance and searched intently inside what clearly looked like no one had visited the warehouse in years for his ototo-kun, he didn't realize that behind his back, the earring punk had an evil grin on his face.

"Aahh, Yamazaki, I'm so full right now, I don't think I can eat anymore.

Yamada obaa-san's cooking is already too good, no wonder Yamazaki is so fat, it's all because you've been feeding him with all this food; I feel like eating all this somehow makes me very satisfied~" Following Yamazaki's example, I started calling his housekeeper as Yamada obaa-san. "Yamazaki-sama, Hiroto-sama, it's late at night, after a quick bath please go to bed."

Yamada obaa-san gently smiled. "Sure-definitely-definitely." "Hey Hiroto, how about you sleep in the room next to mine." "Alright, then I'll take a bath and go to bed."

Each room in the Yamazaki house has a private restroom, while lazing in the bathtub filled with hot milk, I began to think about life.

"How can Asaka nee-chan be like that, don't tell me that puddle of blood...aahhhhhhhhhh, why does heaven have to treat me like this." Venting my anger, I immersed my head into a hot bathtub filled with milk, and frothy bubbles floated up as I inhaled the air.

Turning my attention away from the problems I was facing, I happily experimented with the tub of hot milk. After finishing my bath, I lay down on the king-sized bed, with my eyelids growing heavy, and due to the long day, I fell asleep quickly.

Aaaahhhhhhhh Devil, don't come, please, please please please! Please let me go, I really don't know where your muscles are right now."

The earring boy from before knelt to the floor with a pained expression on his face, his snot strewn across his face as he cried like a baby, begging for forgiveness.

What was left of his left leg was just a bloody mess, and standing in front of him was Asaka, raising a sharp knife covered in blood; beside him was the remaining gang of six bastards, all lying down, limbless, covered in blood, crying and crying for mercy.

"I'll give you one minute to remember, tell me where ototo-kun is now, otherwise I'll kill one person every 10 seconds, before killing you."

"I really don't know where your ototo-kun is, I swear, I'm asking you because I want to have fun with you, t-please, please have mercy on me ....." A minute passed, and looking at the bodies of the 6 decapitated figures, the earring punk felt uncomfortable in his lower half: he realized that he had peed his pants in utter horror.

Asaka slowly walked towards him, she raised the sharp knife, and swung it down. The punk earring's head flew up, in his eyes somehow reflecting regret as to why he hadn't listened to his friend's advice earlier on...

. "Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun,

Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, Ototo-kun, without you I can't continue living, where exactly are you...wait, that tracking device from earlier, Asaka you baka, you wasted so much time before remembering that, could it be because your mind is full of ototo-kun?"

Leaving the abandoned warehouse, Asaka headed home, and after twenty-seven minutes. At Hasegawa's house. "Found, uhh, who sent the text message to ototo-kun's cell phone?" Seeing the content of the message, Asaka's expression darkened.