074. Just enjoy being seen with these two lovely ladies.

‘Ah, well,' I thought, ‘Could be worse.' I walked along the road down to town following Chizu who followed Setsuko and soon found myself just looking at each of their butts and legs as they walked.

Chizu’s ass was concealed by her frilly skirt, but her long pencil-thin legs clad in those tight white nylons she wore were very attractive. I wondered what they would feel like wrapped around my hips as I took her lying there in the grass nearby. 'Oh, Kenji,' she would moan as I made mad monkey love to her, stealing her virginity from Mister Takahashi.

Then my eyes drifted over to Setsuko, whose long expensive skirt went down just past her knees, but was very tight and form-fitting. She had nice well-muscled calves and smooth skin, yet her ass was where my eyes locked to. I could just make out the shadow of the divot where her cheeks parted and I wondered if maybe the reason she told me about Chizu’s anal experience with her father was maybe she’d like to give it a try herself. Hey, as long as she kept her virginity preserved for her future husband, maybe she’d like to experience a little Kenji inside her own bum?

'Go slowly, Kenji,' she sighed as I pictured her bent over the town water fountain as I eased my hard cock up her butt hole. 'Oh, it’s so big!' she’d cry out as I filled her tight ass up with my ramrod. Fuck that would be so great!

"What’s going on?" Setsuko then said breaking me free from my fantastical daydream. I looked up ahead and a crowd of ladies, children, and even old men had formed in the center of town. It looked like everyone left in town was just standing around, yet only gossiping in hushed tones.

"I don’t know," I said in confusion and walked closer to try and find out.

As I approached several people saw me and then instead of talking they turned away. That’s was weird. I heard a few murmurs; "Poor girl,", "Can you believe it?", "So tragic." Then I heard the names Natsumi, Yuki, and Hazuka, and then nothing could stop me from pushing past everyone to see for myself what had happened.

I saw Natsumi first, kneeling still as a rock with her head slumped down, only still erect due to the long Honda katana that stuck out of her stomach and clean out her lower back into the dirt. The crowd behind me murmured enough for me to get the gist. "So guilty she took her own life," someone said summing it up as I looked further to see the other two bodies lay sprawled on the ground.

"Yuki!" Setsuko shouted now that she had gotten up to me and seen the scene for herself. While I let her co and examine the pink-haired body, my attention turned to the raven-haired one. My footsteps were long and slow, inching closer as I looked down to gaze into the lifeless distance of the girl who had been my best friend my entire life. Then it got hard to see, but I knew it was because I was crying.

I slumped down, gently taking a hand to push aside a black hair across Hazuka’s unnaturally pale and cold face, and broke down completely. How could this have happened? Why?

"This is all her fault!" Setsuko screams in tears and kicked Hazuka’s limb body disgracefully.

"How dare you!" I fumed. <Kill her!> a voice said in my brain, but still, I was able to restrain myself.

"She got Yuki killed!" Setsuko screamed again and then pulled back her leg once more.

"I’ll kill you!" I cried slammed into the hysterical bimbo with my hands clenching tight around her throat. It didn’t matter if I’d stopped her then, because I was lost to the insane rage which now coursed through my blood, pounding in my head. She thrashed and all I could see was a storm of blonde hair as she flailed against me, but nothing was going to stop me from teaching this bitch her final lesson for such disrespect.

"Kenji-san must stop," Chizu said softly as her gentle hand touched my cheek.

That snapped something free in me, though my hands still held a **** grip on the shaking girl’s neck as her face turned blue. "I can’t…" I gasped, willing myself to pull back, but not having control of my own extremities.

"She not come back with more ****," Chizu said and bent down to kiss my cheek, and suddenly my hands snapped open. Setsuko gasped in the breath of **** life, clearly just inches away from **** herself, but she didn’t try and push me off of her. I could see the deep red bruises I’d inflicted around her once-perfect skin and knew I’d almost done something horrible, unforgivable. No one spoke for a long while, only then did I remember the huge crowd of people who’d all witnessed what I’d almost done.

Without waiting another moment I stood up and ran off to the north and out of town. I needed air and time to think. How could I have almost murdered Setsuko? I mean she was a bitch, but she was just grieving for the loss of her friend. And maybe Hazuka was responsible, it’s not like she was innocent of stealing from Yuki all the time. She was often filching things and maybe this one time got out of hand, though I couldn’t imagine how it could have gone so far wrong to leave three dead bodies in the street.

I climbed up the northern watchtower, almost wishing now that the barbarian armies would come marching in and kill everyone. At least then everyone would die for a reason against a known enemy I could hate. But was that even true? The one person who’d stopped me was Chizu, the barbarian **** of the woman I almost killed. If she’d said nothing she’d almost certainly have been able to escape. With Natsumi and Setsuko dead, and me distracted, all she’d have to do is walk right this way out of town and out to freedom as long as was able to avoid our army and find some troops from her own people. Yet instead she chose to stop me.

"Why," I wondered aloud.

"Because she loves you," the monk said beside me.

"What the…" I freaked out. "How did you…"

"I’m sorry to have startled you, but I felt it important to give you one last piece of advice before I left," he explained.

"You’re leaving?" I responded stupidly.

"Yes, my mission here is almost done, sadly there is not much hope of success," he said remorsefully, though I didn’t think he was talking about restoring the ruined temple on the hill. "With choices comes fate. And sadly they have ended with no truly happy endings for you, but you may yet still enjoy yourself before the end."

"What?" I boggled, not following his meaning at all.

"My last advice is to continue what you have started, for only then can the evil be quelled," he answered cryptically. Then before I could ask him another question he said, "I must be going now, and so too should you." He took the ladder down to the ground and walked away simply to the north and off this little patch of rock that I called home never looking back.

I was the sun getting low and decided I better get home before dark. Kouki would need to know what happened, and maybe just sleeping today away would bring some clarity to today’s chaos. I walked the long way around the outskirts of town to avoid seeing the gruesome scene of **** again and hoped someone was taking care of their bodies, but I couldn’t be bothered by that today anymore.

The sun was right above the horizon by the time I got to the top of the hill and as I was passing the Takahashi manor when I heard a quiet cry from a woman and looked about. Seeing nothing I heard it again and this time I was able to follow it back to a small dirty basement window where I spied Chizu, strapped face down naked on a table with Azami cruelly spanking her with a large wooden paddle.

A hundred complex versions of rage rocked my brain and I knew then that I would definitely end up a murderer by the end of the day, I just had to decide upon how I was going to take Azami out and free the only good person left in this hell hole of a town.