It has been more or less a week since Yemon made contact with Shi. After that, there has not been much from Hoga's side
Despite looking everywhere, Hoga did not seem to find the other 3 last future members of the group that Yemon is trying to gather.
Like Yemon, Hoga's mental strength depleted significantly while finding those specific dangerous individuals.
So now, he was in the kitchen and finding for something in the fridge to replenish his energy. He grabbed a bottle of cold water and drank it.
The hot weather was getting to him. Even though he has an air conditioner in his room, from time to time, he would open the window so that the usage of the air conditioner would decrease.
As a result, the hot air invaded his room and affected him. Although he lived in a rather well-off house, the bill of electricity worries him sometimes.
That's why occasionally, he switches from the air conditioner to the window.
Suddenly, he heard the doorbell ring and after that, a man yelled.
"Pizza delivery!"
Hoga was the one who ordered it. He was expecting the service to arrive at this time. That's why he came out of his room. This was his lunch for the day.
He went to the door and opened it. Casually, the delivery boy and Hoga exchanged the money and the pizza.
In total, there were 5 boxes of pizza that the delivery boy and each of them were a different kind of pizza.
He grabbed all the boxes after the payment and closed the door. His feets carried him to his room upstairs.
His room was still messy as it can be but it was not that bad. He placed the boxes carefully next to his workstation, meaning near his desk which occupied one main computer and two laptops.
"Lunch and dinner are all set," Hoga announced to himself as he opened one box on top
This pizza had Teriyaki Chicken, Mozarella cheese and mushrooms as its main toppings.
He cut the pizza equally with a knife that was already in his room. He is always well-prepared in these domains. Then, he took a slice which was appeasing to watch.
The mozarella cheese was sticking to the other slices, not letting go with the one in Hoga's hand. Seeing this just made him hungrier so he took a bite.
It was crunchy and some part was smooth and sticky by the cheese.
"Hmm~"
He sat down on his chair and proceeded to take a small break from all the search and find mission.
His hands grabbed the mouse and led the cursor to the option of hiding every surveillance camera's point of view that was used to hunt the targets.
Well now, it did not matter. Every job must have a break.
Like always, when he is in his free time, he surfs through the net but mostly he enters a certain dark website.
As he clicked on his mouse and typed some words, a new page was on the screen. Multiple videos were posted on there.
Gruesome, violent, immoral, unethical, gory, bloody, psychologically evil.....
All types of videos were uploaded on this website.
Hoga stumbled on this website one year ago when he was playing around looking for anything intriguing on the dark side of the net.
When he tried to pry into it, he was blocked by a strong barrier that couldn't be broken. Entering this specific website was difficult to achieve. No matter how much he tried to crack the protection wall of the site, he was not successful.
Naturally, Hoga saw this as a challenge so he tried various tactics and used different approaches for a better chance.
After many trial and errors, in 2 weeks, he eventually got through the website's barrier.
The contents stupefied him the first time he made contact.
Mutilation, rape and fights. Nothing was unavailable.
He also learned that the name of this website was 'DarkTale'. When Hoga heard it the first time, he thought it was some kind of game. Now obviously, it was wrong from his part.
For a year Hoga surfed through all the videos and now, he was adapted to this kind of horror exposure.
The creativity in the crimes the video displayed was what fascinated Hoga. It kept on pulling Hoga into its entertainment.
He thought maybe that's why 'DarkTale' was created.
For twisted people to create a sadistic masterpiece and for other twisted people to enjoy the crazy imagination translated into videos.
He also deduced that this had a small community that only a handful can enter. This was broadcasted to not only in Japan but everywhere in the world.
To add more credibility to his assumptions, he witnessed foreign-looking people took part in many videos. It was them that dominated population in this 'DarkTale' website.
Scrolling through the videos, Hoga finished the slice he had in his hand and went for another one. All while clicking on 'stress-relieving' videos.
".....?"
Hoga's interest piqued when he saw a unique sight that rarely ever happens in 'DarkTale'.
There was a video that was unavailable due to unknown reasons. Hoga deduced that there were only two reasons that this unusual circumstance was to be possible.
The first theory: The video was taken down by 'DarkTale' itself. Maybe because it had 'unacceptable' content. However, Hoga does not rely on that theory too well so he was not keen on that.
Additionally, he did not even know what was 'unacceptable' on this crazy website.
The second theory, that seems more viable, is that the creator himself deleted the video.
Now that is more probable. Curiosity got to Hoga so he wanted to see what was in that video before it got deleted.
But before he was going to retrieve it, he was going to see what kind of video did this creator was making. He checked and saw all of it.
Seemingly, the creator was wearing a creepy clown mask as he went and raped women in what seems to be a basement of some sort.
Each video had like different women getting in sexual intercourse without consent. And the masked clown kept ravaging the women.
There were more than 200 videos now.
Surprisingly, this was boring for Hoga who has seen worse.
Nevertheless, that deleted video keeps bugging his mind so eventually he went to retrieve it.
It took him only a few minutes to get what he wants.
"A live stream?..... That's why it got deleted."
Once an irreversible mistake has been done, it cannot be edited or anything. Plus, it happened in front of an audience which made it worse.
'I want to see the cause.'
Hoga proceeded to start the live stream whilst taking another slice of pizza. It was about 45 minutes long. As always, it contained a female trapped while the clown masked man was violating her.
He passed the half-hour mark and still, nothing intriguing came up. Hoga almost finished one box of pizza and finally reached near the end.
The masked man climaxed and was talking to the camera with his muffled voice, expressing his gratitude for everyone watching his video.
...However, the stream did not end there.
The man went back nonchalantly to the disgusted woman who was looking at him with hatred.
Hoga sat up properly with a serious expression.
'He forgot to end the stream?'
"I'll fucking kill you, you rapist son of bitch!!!" The woman bellowed at the clown mask.
The man proceeded to touch the woman's head. Then a moment of silence followed after, which Hoga was focusing intently.
All of a sudden, the glint in the woman's eye dissipated before wearing an innocent face.
"....Um...Where am I?" The woman was confused.
Then the man proceeded to punch her in the head, knocking her out. The man looked back to search for something then suddenly, he noticed a blunder.
He hurriedly approached the camera but slipped on a sex tool.
"Ouch!!!! My dick!!!!"
He was clasping his private part in extreme anguish. After a few seconds of pain, he crawled to the camera whilst still holding onto his private part.
Then the last second of the video was of him turning off his stream....
...in a funny way.
"GAHAHAHAHA!!!! WHAT A FUCKING IDIOT!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
He was slapping his leg as he was manically enjoying this sight.
That was a good enough reason to delete the video. It was so embarrassing to see a pitiful sight.
Hoga had a good laugh, then later calmed down and assessed what really happened at the end.
As he saw, there was another cause. Another fact that the clown masked man wanted to hide.
'He is a Magic-User.'
....
Yuna, Harue and Kouki were sitting together in the cafeteria. They were eating lunch and chatting.
"How is it going with the acting, Yuna-san." Kouki was interested in their club activities.
"It has been going well from the way I see it. Everyone is working hard. We are all prepared for the first selection of the regional competition."
"When is that?"
"Next week, on Thursday."
From his lunchbox, Harue picked the omelette, that he cooked, with a chopstick. But before he could munch down the omelette, it was swiftly snatched.
It went straight into Kouki's stomach.
"It's delicious~"
Harue was definitely not happy about it.
"Yo-"
Quickly, his mouth was blocked by a Karaage Fried Chicken.
"You need to have some muscles Harue."
Harue ate the chicken but did not complain about his food being stolen.
"I am fine with how I am."
"You are fine with being lifted by a woman?"
"You are diverting the topic into a dangerous path here Kouki."
Kouki likes teasing Harue and vice versa. It's like a daily routine.
Though, is it wrong if Yuna saw them as a couple?
Every time those two best friends were together, at the corner of her mind, Yuna always envisioned this kind of scenario.
Harue as Kouki's girlfriend.
Out of all the people that know these two, Yuna was amongst the ones that secretly encouraged this 'type' relationship.
She quietly ate her food. Kouki and Harue were still quarrelling about the fact that Harue is weak due to not eating much.
"Hm?" Yuna detected someone familiar from afar. It was Harue's little sister, Kana. And beside her was a boy.
"Who is that boy?" Yuna accidentally blurted that out
Harue heard her and broke the argument between Kouki. He followed Yuna's line of sight and it befell on Kana. Kouki did the same to see what seems to be happening.
Kana had an annoyed expression while the boy beside her was continuously talking to her happily.
Kouki commented, "Kana-chan is pissed at Eiji-kun."
He chuckled like a small kid having fun. He thought about how that Eiji is a handful one to Kana.
It was the consequence of her actions. It was possible for Kana to turn a blind eye from a boy who needs help. After all, she wants to be someone that doesn't take part in troublesome matters.
But,
'In the end, it is not in your nature to ignore someone in dire need of help.' Kouki was proud of her.
Even though Harue does not approve of violence, Kana did the right thing. So that is why Kouki will hide the truth for Kana's sake.
"Is he Kana-san's boyfriend?" Yuna inquired.
Harue turned to her and said.
"No, he is not."
Kouki again commenced on pestering Harue.
"Oi Harue. Why were you quick on denying that? Am I sensing some kind of envy?"
Yuna noticed Kouki's intention. She could not do anything but just helplessly mutter, "Again?"
"What? Envy? As if? I am just worried."
"Worried about what?"
Harue sighed and tried to pass over a message of empathy to Kouki.
"You will understand when Tsuru-chan will be in high school. She is studying in an all-girl middle school so you are not concerned right now."
This was the first time that Kouki agreed with Harue for the day.
"You are right. Only a suitable guy that I choose will be with Tsuru."
"Well, aren't you quite the siscon?"
Kouki paused for a moment then retaliated.
"I could say the same to you!"
"Hah? I am an ideal brother. I am different from your species."
"Like hell you are ideal! You are not even a brother, but a sister."
"What did you say?"
Amongst the chaotic dispute, Yuna calmly ate the rest of her lunch while enjoying the heated moment between her two Senpais.
It was more like a competition on who was the more 'ideal' brother. As always though, Yuna did not indulge much in their conversation.
Soon, the bell rang and their discussions died down because they went to their respective classes. But their argument would continue when they will go home together.
....
In a dimly lit room, there was a dead body lying in a pool of blood. It stained the wooden floor red.
The victim was a white male, wearing a red trunk and a white vest. On both his hands, he wore brass knuckles which had remnants of blood.
The face was badly beaten and one of his shoulders was bent in the wrong way.
There was another dead body near the side of the entrance door. It was a white female with a long black dress and orange T-shirt. Her long black hair was dishevelled.
Her face was smashed in brutally and her front teeth were broken. Blood oozed from her head but due to her hair in the way, the exact point of injury could not be deduced.
The room was messy, hinting at a struggle or fight that happened. The cause of this situation was a tired and battered man.
"Hah...Hah.....hah....."
A man was sitting on the floor and was leaning his back on the wall for support. He was catching his breath.
".....Hah....Hah...."
His face was all covered in blood. It was not confirmed though if it was the dead body's blood or his own. At the moment, the man did not care about that.
He stared at the male dead body with brass knuckles.
"I have to admit....Hah....Hah... He was a bit tougher than the last one....."
He talked to himself with an excited yet fatigue tone.
Abruptly, his mood changed.
Disappointment overwhelmed his feelings. He grabbed the nearest object to him. In all the mess he made, his hand clenched at a fountain pen with anger.
He lifted the pen high then lunged it downwards.
*Splitch*
He struck the pen's pointy end to his own left hand. He took it out and did it again.....
*Splitch* *Splitch* *Splitch* *Splitch* *Splitch* *Splitch* *Splitch* *Splitch*
.....until he felt more at ease...
*Splitch*
He impaled it for one last time before throwing it at the male dead body.
"Aaah~"
His smile curved as he was in ecstasy, hungry for excitement.
"I want more~ I want more~"
So exhilarating, so thrilling but still not enough.
"Haha~ I want more~"