– Thank you, AOI, you are my best friend in the world! Thank you for… understanding me like no other, you really helped me relax.
– Please, Yuki, in any case, especially when you feel bad. I will be happy to help you and support in difficult times, because friends are needed. Bye!
– Yet, AOI!
Yuki got out of the car, and AOI went home. Yuki cautiously and as quietly entered the house so as not to Wake parents. She sent them a message that she was walking with a friend, will return home late at night. Her parents took it easy, because they felt that she needed to unwind, even though she had never drunk and did not go to Nightclubs. On the same day she skipped school and slept until lunch. She made herself a Tamago-yaki omelet rolled into a roll. From the usual omelet tamago-yaki differs in that it is poured a little soy sauce with sugar. Then, plumping on a soft Ottoman, Yuki began to leaf through the pages of new glossy magazines about beauty and fashion, having read magazines, she turned on the TV, there just showed the news that led her mother. The next day, Yuki went to school, as always, greeted her loudly and cheerfully. But a new student Hitoshi greeted Yuki, and she didn’t like it. She stood before him and said firmly:
– Kiss my feet, Hitoshi.
– What?! What the hell are you talking about?! Hitoshi asked with a grin.
– You didn’t say Hello!.. Yuki replied with a furious look.
So?! I’m supposed to kiss your feet?!
– At school all me welcome, and you will have get used to this! As punishment, you must kiss my feet. Otherwise you’ll get hurt, – with prolonged soft smile warned Yuki.
– You’d better listen to her, and she will every day to come up with a punishment and to mock you – I whispered in the ear of a classmate.
– Come on! Don’t keep me waiting…
He knelt before her and kissed her feet, or her school sandals.
– Attaboy. A good a boy, – smiled him Yuki.
– Aren’t you too cruel to him? her classmate asked.
– Not at all, Tiako Kuriyama.
After school, Yuki hurried home. Her mother came home early from work that day, but her father was still at work until late.
When Yuki was having dinner, AI’s voice sounded.
– You have one new letter delivered.
– Who else?..
– The sender is unknown.
Yuki ran out of the house to look at the mailbox and read the letter.
You’ll still be mine, Yuki, they’ll come for you… and take you to my domain. If you resist… you’re finished!
After reading the letter, Yuki smirked, averting her eyes.
– What’s the letter, Yuki? her mother asked.
Yuki wondered who it could be from.
– Yuki?!
– Yes, mom?
– What does the letter say?
– Probably… the wrong place… – said Yuki worried.
Yuki shredded the letter and threw it in the trash so her parents wouldn’t read it. Yuki wondered who the letter was from, and the letter was from Kazuki Kitamura, the teacher who had been fired, allegedly because of her fault.
Yuki had to visit her sick grandmother again, she was again reluctant to go to her. While Yuki couldn’t see, Hiroko pulled out the bits of hair that fell out. There was a terrible and unbearable stench. When Yuki got to her house, her grandmother was sitting with her back to her again, she whispered something loudly, then, turning sharply to Yuki, rushed to her, grabbed Yuki’s neck and began to strangle her with both hands. When Yuki began to suffocate, feeling her consciousness go away, behind her on the railing of the stairs she felt a knife and a sharp movement stuck in her grandmother’s healthy eye, screaming, she began to run with this knife in the eye around the house, like a burned, until she came across a coffin standing next to her, the coffin fell and turned on its side, from where the rotted flesh of the deceased fell, and tens of hundreds of fat white worms spread all over the floor, enveloping all around. Grandmother fell on his stomach, and the knife is completely stuck in her sick brain. Blood spilled across the floor, and writhing fat worms floundered in the blood, trying to survive, but it was all in vain. Yuki roared and screamed in terror as she ran with tears from that cursed house and never came back. Out of breath, she ran home hysterical, she killed her grandmother and could not calm down. “I killed her, she attacked me, began to strangle! I…killed her… with a knife!!“Yuki cried, shouting to her mother. Her mother calmed her down and said that it was in self-defense. Yuki was so hysterical for so long that she even had to call an ambulance to give her a sedative. When Yuki started to fall asleep from the injection, she still slowly repeated to herself that she was a murderer, and tears did not stop flowing from her eyes until she finally fell asleep. In the evening, Yuki called AOI, AOI invited her to visit, Yuki told about the incident to her girlfriend. AOI was her mental “cure” at the moment. Her speech was like a balm. Yuki was not herself, she could not move away from what was happening. She did not eat, slept badly, she often began to have nightmares. AOI slowly approached the cupboard, reached up to the top shelf to get a bottle of expensive wine and two glasses, and then in luxurious living set on the coffee table next to the sofa in front of Yuki. She offered a little drink to her tired, exhausted girlfriend, her face was devoid of any expression, slowly nodding, she agreed to drink a couple of glasses with her beloved girlfriend. She quietly crying, dissolved in a calm and light in the tender embrace of the IDF, she warmed her body and soul, and then a little drunk Yuki was so used to it that I didn’t want her to leave. But AOI had a husband who didn’t like visitors, and she had to go home.
Was April, Yuki came in 10 class. Schoolgirls change long skirts on shorter as they grow up, as is customary in Japanese schools. In total, there were 12 classes in schools. In the evening Yuki AOI said in maid cafe her admission to grade 10. Maid cafe – these are places where you can see the waitress in the uniform of a maid who can feed you with a spoon, you can chat with her and even play Board or video games. During a lively conversation with AOI for Yuki phone vibrated it was a message. Turning on the phone, she read the following:
Yuki, they’re close, you’d better come, I’m sure… we have a lot to talk about… you don’t want your reputation to end. Tomorrow we meet at the old factory, at 17:00.
This time, the sender’s name was known to Yuki, it was still Kazuki Kitamura’s teacher. Have Yuki just lost the mood, and she stared in one point.
– Yuki?..