Chapter Twenty: Erotic Asphyxiation:
March 2nd, 2010.
Tsuzuki came by the menswear store to pick up his men's kimono. Yesterday evening, they took his measurements for the rental. Tsuzuki knocked on the glass doors. The clerk straightened his glasses as he looked up from his newspaper.
"Welcome sir!" he said. "How may I help you today?"
"I came to pick up my kimono for my wedding this evening," Tsuzuki said. The elder clerk's face lit up.
"Oh yes, I remember you now," he said. "Right this way." Both men walked to the back. The clerk pulled down Tsuzuki's kimono from the center rack in the storage room.
"Is this it?" the clerk asked him. Tsuzuki inspected the outfit in plastic covering.
"Yes, it is," he said, smiling. "Can I wear this out of the store?"
"After you pay the fee," the clerk said.
"Yes sir!" Tsuzuki replied. "I brought more money today." The clerk had a Cheshire grin on his face.
"Follow me," he said. They walked back to cashier at the front.
April 7th, 2010.
The voices were back. Kill! Kill! Kill!
He already had the perfect prey in sight. The first thing he noticed about her was her black cat ears. They looked so child-like on her wavy long black hair. He took in the cotton candy-scented perfume on her clothes. They met only minutes ago.
She asked him for directions to a small club. He gleefully gave them to her. She bid him farewell and they parted for the night. It should've stopped there.
He followed her to club Simone. The blue and pink lights flashed over her profile. Her cheeks looked so rosy. He wanted to poke one of them to see if it was squishy like a marshmallow. He pressed his lips together. I'm sorry to do this to you, Neko-chan, he thought. Her hands reminded him of his crush's- so graceful and so clean. Neko-chan had her nails painted and shaped. High maintenance girls made him nervous throughout high school. He would keep her forever on tape.
Around ten o'clock, a man came beside Neko-chan. Her eyes lit up as she smiled. He watched her throw her toned arms around the man's neck. The cute eight-second kiss stirred his loins awake in his pants. Not yet! They just met right now. Let them get cozy before the kill. His growing instinct wouldn't hear it.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
He swallowed more beer to calm down his nerves. The notes of the club music matched the pounding in his head. His own voice screamed for her death. Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Neko-chan turned and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek. Her giggling made his heart race over the music. His patience snapped in two from that moment onwards. I have to do it tonight! He rose to his feet from the bar to the cozy couple. The boyfriend looked up and saw him.
"What?" he asked. He gave him a calm smile.
"I have drugs and toys at my place," he addressed the couple. "Interested?" The boyfriend pondered that offer for a moment. He turned to Neko-chan.
"What do you think?" he asked. His girlfriend nuzzled his chest. The predator kept his eyes trained on her. Please say yes! Please say yes! Please say yes! Neko-chan cuddled up to her boyfriend's chest.
"Sounds like fun," she said. The boyfriend turned his attention back to him.
"Alright," he said. "Take us to your wonderland." The predator grinned like a wild cat.
"Your wish is my command," he said. He planned out tonight in the taxi cab to his place. Neko-chan nuzzled her boyfriend on the neck. It hurt to kill such a cutie. He closed his eyes and lost himself in his hungers. Forgive me, Neko-chan! He decided to give her a beautiful death as her boyfriend went down on her on his bed.
The next morning, he had enough courage to introduce himself to his own Amaterasu.