Shiro grabbed the man's neck and cut it in one quick movement.
The body fell to the ground inert due to an effective cut in the neck, leaving him unable to breathe or scream, the man died in silence.
"Dad?" The little boy's voice rang throughout the room, drawing Shiro's attention.
Shiro looked at the boy with alarm, his mission required 0 witnesses.
A shadow covered Shiro's vision.
Blood began to come out of the boy's throat when his partner cut his jugular. The little boy fell to the ground clutching his throat in fear, the little boy tried to scream but because of the cut he could do nothing but die in silence.
"Mission accomplished" his white-haired companion spoke with a monotone voice.
Shiro nodded and took out a machete, beginning to cut his target into pieces to put his body into a bag without problems.
His companion began to cut the child and followed his example by putting the child's body in a bag.
She wiped the blood off the floor and the walls where he splashed the blood leaving everything in its place. He looked at his partner who had already finished cleaning and putting the body in its respective bag.
"By the way, captain, I learned that next week they are going to assign you to Kyoto," her partner spoke, drawing Shiro's attention as he noticed her nervous gaze on his.
"Yes" I responded, wiping the blood from the katana on a white cloth, turning it crimson. I look at his partner for a few seconds before speaking.
"They already gave you your name, didn't they?"
"Yes, they called me Ayane," she said enthusiastically, "now we can call each other by our names and not the boring numbers."
"Of course number 66" I replied coldly.
"You're bad" she turned around angrily and carried her bag on her back leaving the apartment with a pout.
Shiro looked at the empty room for a few seconds and then grabbed her own bag and left, leaving the room completely empty with no indication that anything had happened there.
Kazuyo left the weights with which he was practicing, after the disastrous fight against those two, he decided to start training on his physique. He walked to the locker room to put on his school uniform.
A few seconds later he came out fully dressed.
He grabbed his backpack and walked towards the dining room. She took a loaf of bread out of a bag and put it in her mouth and then grabbed the keys from the counter and left his apartment, locking it in the process.
He walked towards the school along different roads and alleys, taking shortcuts from time to time.
He looked at the door of the high school when he arrived at his destination.
"Kazuyo!" A cheerful and irritating voice was heard behind him, patting him on the back.
He turned around and looked Shiro in the eyes with irritation. "Could you not be so loud at this time of day?" He tried to keep his anger from leaking into his voice but failed miserably.
"Calm down Kazuyo, you need a girlfriend so you can be calmer"
If Shiro noticed Kazuyo's displeasure he hid it too well in a smile or he was simply a hopeless fool who only listens to what he wants, Kazuyo was going for the latter.
He rolled his eyes and walked in the direction of his living room with Shiro behind him.
When Kazuyo and Shiro arrived at the door of his classroom and opened it, they noticed that all of his classmates were already seated and his teacher was already standing on the blackboard.
"Kazuyo! What happened to you" the teacher turned and spoke when she noticed the bruises on Kazuyo and some bandages here and there.
Shiro at that moment snuck over to his seat, leaving Kazuyo to explain the situation.
"I was attacked by some thieves so I fought them and ended up like this" Kazuyo spoke with a calm voice hiding his displeasure at not being able to sit still.
"Wow" all the girls in his classroom looked at him with hearts in their eyes.
"Everyone be quiet, very well Kazuyo, you can sit down" the teacher tried to calm the entire class but one or another murmur and astonished looks could be noticed in the room.
The class went on normally until almost time to go out for recess as the teacher made everyone stop at her seats.
Shiro noticed that he was the most restless, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently.
"As everyone or almost everyone already knows, this Saturday the event will be celebrated where we will have to face other halls and at the end of the day there will be an event where everyone will have to dance, and no, they cannot refuse or they will end up being failed" The teacher's voice made everyone silent sadly.
"After recess you have to go to room 22 for your dance classes, have fun," he spoke, letting everyone go out for recess.
Kazuyo left with Shiro and together they went up to the terrace so they could eat their food without anyone bothering them.
"Kazuyo, wait for me" an angry voice was heard behind them, making them turn to look at the source of the sound.
Nori walked towards them angrily. Shiro turned to Kazuyo and made a thoughtful face.
"That?" Kazuyo glared at Shiro.
"Did you do something to him?" Shiro asked innocently.
"N-" Kazuyo couldn't respond when Nori finally reached them.
"Kazuyo, could you tell me why you left me abandoned in that store yesterday?" She asked with eyes that suggested that if she didn't give him an answer that she would accept he wouldn't make it out alive.
"Because I should wait-" Kazuyo was interrupted when girls' voices were heard in the hallway, making the three of them turn to look.
Kenshin was lying on the floor surrounded by girls and a teacher with murderous gazes fixed on him.
"What does this mean, kazuyo?" The teacher asked with a pretend sweet voice, showing him a cell phone that possibly belonged to Kazuyo, Kazuyo thought, looking at the scene skeptically.
"It's not what I thought, Professor," Kenshin tried to speak but the Professor grabbed him by the ear and took him towards what was possibly the direction.
"You'll have to say that in front of the principal and your parents, young man," the teacher spoke, taking Kenshin out of sight and a group of girls following him with anger and booing towards him.
"Rest in peace" Shiro's voice brought him out of her thoughts and she saw him bowing to Kenshin.
"Disgusting pervert," Nori's voice denoted disgust, barely doing anything or little to hide it.
"But he got out of the dance," Shiro said with a bright smile and stars in his eyes.
"But he probably won't have time to worry about the dance when he has to worry more about not being expelled," Nori spoke, looking towards Shiro with a hard look.
"Well, let's go eat Kazuyo" Shiro spoke happily grabbing Kazuyo's shoulder and turning him towards the stairs.
Kazuyo nodded and the three began to walk up but just then the doorbell rang, leaving the three frozen.
"Room 22" Shiro read slowly as if he didn't have glasses and would have a hard time reading.
"It's not going to change anything if you take longer, you know?" Kazuyo spoke with a frown on Shiro.
They were in front of the room where the dance classes were going to be taught and of course it was the two of them since Nori was a third grader and didn't have to dance.
"Whatever, let's go in" Shiro spoke with a pout.
The two entered the room and noticed that it was already full with some of their classmates and others from other groups.
"You're late, youngsters," spoke a woman with blonde hair, studying them from top to bottom. Stopping a little longer in kazuyo. He grabbed Kazuyo by her waist and pulled him closer to her.
"Very well class, as a punishment for being late this little one and I will give you a demonstration of what you will learn" she spoke while she kept Kazuyo in her place.
Shiro at that moment hid among his companions, suppressing the laughter in his mouth.
The teacher guided Kazuyo's hand on her waist and with the other they intertwined. "One two three four" the teacher spoke, gently guiding Kazuyo in the dance.
Kazuyo was stiff, he had never been so close with anyone other than his sister and honestly this was strange for him so he just followed the steps like a dancing robot.
"Perfect, very good everyone now find a partner and no, it can't be another person of the same gender" I spoke winking at them.
Kazuyo separated from her and looked at Shiro, he was curious about how he would look for a partner.
He noticed Shiro next to a girl with short brown hair. She was laughing at something Shiro possibly told her.
"H-h-hey," a nervous voice behind him brought him out of his thoughts. He turned around to see a girl with long purple hair and a nervous expression.
"What's going on?" Kazuyo asked looking at the girl.
"Y-you don't have a partner, do you?" She said putting her fingers together shyly.
"No," Kazuyo spoke indifferently.
She was encouraged by this "can I be your partner?" She asked excitedly, her face red.
Kazuyo turned sideways and saw that most of them already had a partner so he accepted the girl.
"Alright everyone, now I want you to grab the girls by the waist and interlace your hands, I don't want anyone to be shy, I mean you guys" she spoke harshly.
Kazuyo did what he was asked with indifference, he was already used to doing this it was not comfortable for him but he was not shy at all.
The girl screamed with a red face when Kazuyo grabbed her by the waist, her heart was beating so fast that she could feel it all the way down to her throat.
Kazuyo didn't notice the girl's expression and if she noticed he simply ignored it.
Everyone followed the steps of one two awkwardly and by the end of the day most were sweating.
Kazuyo looked at the purple-haired girl who by the way hadn't asked her name, although looking at her now I don't think she could even ask.
He thought to himself watching as the girl had smoke coming out of her head and she was sweating with her face red and her eyes were heart shaped.
He decided to leave her there because he kept repeating things like 'now I can die in peace or the heavens have heard me'.
"Alright, guys, you'll have to come all week after the break, you can go," the woman spoke with a hard smile.
Kazuyo and Shiro began to go for the remaining 4 days. The last few days passed normally, maybe one or another improvement and nothing more, he also knew that the girl with purple hair was called Yuri.
"This is perfect, everyone has done their best in these weeks that we were together, and although our time was short, I really enjoyed being with you and I am going to miss you" the dance teacher wiped away an imaginary tear.
Everyone smiled with pride and one or another was sad to leave classes.
Kazuyo simply wanted to leave this place already. Tomorrow was the festival and he wasn't excited about it.
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"What did you discover?" He was a muscular guy with multiple scars on his bare torso and face.
Nori approached him with a dead look on his face.
"I found out that he has a knife that gives him some kind of super strength" she spoke to him, showing him photos of the Kazuyo wielding the knife.
"Good job, so do you know who the white haired boy is?" He spoke with a voice that was scary.
"Apparently he is a normal person... But there is something about him that scares me, I thought it would be better not to mess with e-" she didn't finish the sentence as the man in front of her stood up and grabbed her neck. .
Nori tried to breathe but it became impossible.
"Tell me who is stronger?" He spoke with anger.
"Y-you," she spoke with a tearful voice.
The man smiled and let go of Nori causing her to fall to the ground and she will begin to breathe heavily.
"I, the great Ryuman, am going to destroy that brat and that white-haired guy, you said I was going to see a festival, right. That's perfect, I'm going to destroy them in front of everyone" he started laughing maniacally.
Nori could only look at him with hatred and with clenched teeth, one of her hands was caressing her neck, which was red.
'forgive me kazuyo' she thought in her head watching Ryuman laugh like crazy..........…
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