You know for a kid who just went through all of the traumatic shit Kazama went through, the police didn't help much. Well I guess it's good that Mr Fukoshi isn't in prison, but he did lose his job.
Kazama, though, for the first time, goes home. His dad was away for a couple of months. He expected his mother to be happy about his arrival but…
He opens the door to find some guy, who clearly isn't his dad, balls deep in his mom. "Hey Kazama, get a beer out of the fridge, leave it on the table for after I'm done." She says, between moans of pleasure.
"...I'm sick…"
"DON'T YOU CARE ONE Bit ABOUT WHERE I'VE BEEN!?" He shouts out, tears streaming down his face.
He storms up to his dad's room, and grabs the glock in the wardrobe. He runs down, and with one simple pull of the trigger, a dead body lay on his mother, who is covered in blood and screaming.
"...That felt nice…"
His mom runs out of the house, still naked screaming.
…
Kazama didn't have many repercussions, he just had a therapist who would try and figure out his mind. He didn't care though, that time in John's house had made him hate life, so all he wants to do is end it.
…
He goes to Mr. Fukoshi's house for the first time since then. I suppose another reason why this child was so infatuated by murder, was since his mentor, idol, any word you want, brutally murdered 6 men with a hatchet. And ripped another one's throat out with his teeth.
He visited Fukoshi to talk, as in his small brain, he thought Fukoshi liked murder, just like him. But when he found out that Fukoshi despised murder, and he only killed them to save him, anger boiled in this kid, for some reason, he hated that.
"Sensei, why don't you like killing people!? It's either you're weak, and you get used and abused, or you're strong and you kill all of those in your way!" Fukoshi's face just turns to one of sadness, "Kazama-chan, what did he do to you? How did you end up like this? Don't let what I did for you be in vain! You can re-integrate into society! You can be normal! Don't listen to those thou-" 'BANG!' "You were talking to much." Fukoshi falls over, dead, a bullet in his skull.
10 years later
5th January 1973
"Dear Diary;
Today I killed my 2,903rd victim.
I haven't been caught yet.
But something weird has started to happen, I start getting erections when I kill them now."
-Kazama's Diary