060. Try and get Setsuko to expose her mother.

No one knows Azami any better than her own daughter. If anyone could help me prove it was her, it'd be her. I doubt they came back home yet, but just in case I went to check out her room. This girly room with a big four-poster bed, though still smaller than Azami's, was spacious and pretty. Everything was in pastel colors of pink and yellow, everything except one black hardwood chest that contrasted with the room.

With how strange that was I had to go open it and see what was inside. A bail of garlic cloves, a bunch of sharpened wooden stakes, and a small black featureless stone cube. The first two would have been utterly normal in a chest in the garden or kitchen, but here in her bedroom? The cube looked strange, but didn't strike me as anything special so I didn't even bother looking at it. I shrugged and decided to go and find her for a chat. They had gone down to alert Natsumi about… the body. I couldn't really think of it as Kouki anymore; it hurt too much. Maybe they were at the dojo or somewhere still in town.

Heading out down the hill into town I spotted the two of them actually walking back towards me. They stopped twenty yards away when they saw me, so I stopped as well. I could tell Azami was scared of me, even though she tried to return to her ice queen personality, or maybe that's what she wanted me to think. If she had really murdered Kouki then she'd have to pawn it off on someone, and I was the most likely target. I knew I had to separate them if I wanted to talk to Setsuko. "Setsuko we need to talk," I called out.

"About what?" she shot back defiantly.

"You know what," I said with nothing else I wanted to reveal in front of her mother. I wasn't sure what would happen next, but they spoke for a moment and then, even though Azami clearly disagreed with her she stayed still as Azami started walking home again. I took that as a good sign and walked towards them again, passing by Azami like a prisoner of war exchange. She gave me a look of pure anger, but I wasn't intimidated anymore and walked past her, though kept my ears open lest I hear her try and attack me from behind. She didn't and I came to stand in front of Setsuko, beautiful as always, though clearly in no mood for small talk.

"What do you know?" she said simply.

I thought for a moment and responded, "I found your black chest."

She didn't waste a second, "Yeah, I like the taste of garlic so I grow it and keep some in there. Is that it?" I couldn't think of where to go next, so she huffed and started walking around me.

"There is an oni in town," I muttered. I wasn't sure how I knew this, or that it would have any effect on her, but it was the key. She stopped and turned around.

"So you do know," she regarded me closely, scrutinizing me as if she'd never even seen me before. "Do you know who it is?"

"I think it's your mother," I said almost apologetically.

"That's what I was afraid of…" she said as if shad already expected that and rubbed her chin and looked away as if far off in thought. How could she know? Then she looked back at me, "Listen, there's a lot of stuff going on you wouldn't understand, but it's worse than you know."

"My sister is dead!" I yelled. "How much worse can it get?"

"Everyone in this town will be dead soon, and there's nothing we can do about it," Setsuko said in a deadpan tone. "We need to leave town as quickly as possible."

"And go where?" I said defiantly. Honestly, I just wanted to find Kouki's killer and bring them to justice. I was still sure it was her mother, but Setsuko had other ideas and decided to try and convince me in an unexpected way.

"Tell you what," she said suddenly shifting her voice from her normal disgruntled annoyance to seductive and sultry, every word like hot butter and she approached me swaying her hips. "If you get me out of town before sunset I'll let you fuck me tonight."

For a moment I almost fell for it. "Bullshit," I declared as I called her bluff.

She was undaunted though, pulling up her dress and showing me her neatly trimmed blonde bush. "Touch it," she dared me.

I'd have been a fool not to take that offer, plus I didn’t believe she'd actually let me. I put my hand right up to it and was surprised that she didn't try to change her mind or stop me. I'd never touched a girl's crotch before, so was just intrigued by the smooth cleft of flesh and the curly hairs running through my fingers. As much as this amazed me she went one up on me again. "Put a finger inside."

I wasn't sure where to go, but I knew that somewhere in the middle had to be a hole so I pushed between her folds into a moist hot area just outside her box and explored with my prodding fingers, looking for the entrance to her vagina. I must have been up too high because all I found was a hard little bump that made her gasp when I rubbed around it. She grabbed my wrist and pushed my hand down and then practically **** one finger up inside of her.

"You feel that?" Setsuko asked. I had pushed between her folds and into her entrance to press my fingers up against a thin stretchy ring of flesh that ran around the entrance to her vaginal canal.

"Yeah," I answered numbly.

She pulled my hand back and said, "That's my hymen. It means I'm still a virgin, but only until tonight when I let you stuff your fat dick inside me and rip it apart as you fuck me." I was insanely turned on hearing her say that. I could hear my heart beating in my ears, throbbing, pounding, dizzying. Then the world seemed to move on its own around me.

The world was strangely dark in the Honda dojo and I saw Yuki talking with Natsumi, but I couldn't understand their words. I tried to speak and then they screamed. Natsumi started hitting me, and while it didn't hurt it was annoying. I grabbed her, then something stung me. Yuki was holding a sword dripping black ooze, but when she swung back I blocked her with what I was holding, Natsumi.

The large woman's auburn head bounced right off and sprayed her blood all over Yuki. She screamed and dropped the sword, blinded by the gore, so I threw the limp body at her, causing them both to fly across the practice floor. Then my eyes snapped open.

I was back in the Takahashi manor house. In a room, I didn't often visit. It was Chizu's room, and I was lying on her bed. It was hard for me to concentrate on anything as I was very dizzy, but that was probably due to the fact that Chizu was sucking out the last drizzle of my cum out of my dick like a straw.

"Chizu? Wha... ahhh!" my balls contacted again, sending another spurt into her tiny hot mouth and I just closed my eyes for a moment to enjoy the bliss for a moment.

Then I heard another scream. It was Azami again! I pushed Chizu away and ran down the wide hallways, following the sound of her crying. It led me to Setsuko's bedroom, and as I looked inside the open door I gazed down upon Azami, cradling her daughter's limp body. Her tears fell upon the dangling bloody corpse that was riddled with what looked like dozens of stab wounds.

Something caught my eye. It was the black onyx cube from her chest, discarded on the floor. She must have pulled it out for some reason, but I had no idea why. Then Azami looked up at me, her eyes, red and puffy with fast-flowing tears cascading down her cheeks as she rocked her lifeless baby girl's body. "What have you done?" I muttered, but she didn't answer and just continued to cry and looked back down at her dead child.