Hunger takes over his senses when the man can feel his stomach grumbling due to hunger. The last thing the homunculus remembered was the familiar face of the crimson tuxedo informant entering his view. After hours has passed, the fatigue and hunger took a toll on his entire body. He’s hungry for a soul to devour.
However, the informant's images keep popping into his brain. Blossoming into the homunculus gray-colored brain. Sadly enough, his quiet time didn’t last that long. The sound of footsteps resonates in the hallway, alerting the homunculus about the presence of strangers gathering in front of his apartment.
Kazuto goes into his bedroom, uncertain about what he should do next. He remembered the words from the professor were not to attract attention. However, he was beyond hungry at that point. He’s starved for human souls, and the berating sound of a metal baseball bat irritates Kazuto’s ears.
His scarlet pupils shine in the darkness, an entity whispering inside his mind for food. Even if he tells the deadly voice to quiet down, the hunger in his belly stops him from making any rational decision. The group of men gathers in front of his new apartment, seemingly rattling the new resident with fear.
“I’m so alone, I’m scared” Kazuto whispers to himself, cradling in his bedroom.
Professor Mizuno told him that killing is a sinful act, and nothing about it is good. However, his hunger can no longer be contained. Perhaps, it’s his time to feast upon the men who disturb his tranquility. The man yells his name like a barbarian, asking if the room occupant is a boy named Kazuto.
The homunculus open the door, and his eyes widened with the spectacles of muscular men with weapons in hand. These men enter his house and thrash his house like maniacs. Kazuto tightened his fist as the man throws his fist on the homunculus clear face. He was just a young man with the mind of an adolescent.
Seeing as they tear apart his apartment upside down, Kazuto’s shining eyes look for a certain object frantically. He sees the picture of him and Professor Mizuno being set on the living room coffee table. One of the grunts pushed the coffee table upside down, causing the photo frame to shatter.
“Leave her alone” Kazuto widened his saddened eyes. “That’s her photo! Leave this house alone!”.
Kazuto fights back when he saw the goons don’t show any sign of stopping their hideous act. They stomped on the photo, repetitively like it was a piece of trash. Kazuto was then pushed down by one of the men, the bald one keeping his eye on the frantic Kazuto. Amused that the young uns only pays attention to the shattered photo frame.
“What’s with you and the photo, kid?” the baldie asks him teasingly. “On a side note, you look like a girl from above huh”.
The baldie pins him below him, feeling dominant over the skinny white-haired man.
“Let go of me, I don’t like this” Kazuto cries.
“No one is asking your opinion kid, we’re just doing business here” the baldie answers proudly. “Maybe we can have fun with you before we left though”.
The muscular man pokes his shorts as if telling him that he wants something more than the young man screams. He lost his mind, his hunger overtakes him. Kazuto’s vision darkens, letting the creature inside him feast her hunger upon the men who ruin his new home.
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In another place…
The red-suited informant had an online meeting with a certain man. That man is no other than Kazuto’s father. He crossed his hand in his orchid chair, he claims that he’s sick and tired of waiting for the informant games. The informant introduces himself with grace, Cain Lockhart is a famous informant to be reckoned with.
The young man loves people watching as if he’s above all mankind. However, his antics make some of his clients dislike him. Surely, he did his job well. However, his characteristic is unpredictable and twisted. None of the kindness he emitted is genuine, he only did it for the sake of what people called ‘money’.
The transaction items that humans use to satisfy their desire and dreams.
“You haven’t told me about your recent findings, aren’t you the best informant in Japan? They haven’t tracked my son? Your fame is certainly nothing but a lie” Masaki growls under his breath.
“Relax, Mr. Masaki! You need to calm down and let me handle this matter” Cain laughs in a relaxed manner. “Ikebukuro is a small place, so there’s nothing to be feared”.
“I hope so, Cain” the man growls. “Do not disappoint me”.
Masaki closes his call abruptly, leaving the sly man alone with his laptop. Cain closes his ivory laptop, glancing at the large windowsill behind him. Admiring the starry night from his office, he can only hope the homunculus is as strong as they say.
After all, if he didn’t survive the ordeal he has given to him in this city, then the homunculus is nothing but an empty toy to fiddle with. Still, the night is young and so is Cain's energy. He was thinking to buy something for dinner outside, rather than staying in his penthouse cooking.
"I wonder what should I buy," he thought happily in his mind. "I already had sushi yesterday, so perhaps a simple miso ramen would do the trick for today?".
Cain wears his suit and shoes, leaving the house to traverse the crowded Ikebukuro street. He went to his favorite ramen stand, the owner greeted him politely as he asked him the menu.
"The usual?" the old man asked Cain.
"You know me so well, Mr. Takeuchi" Cain smirks. "Yes, please! The usual ramen".
As the old man cook the dishes the informant asked, the informant glanced at the full moon above. A moment of serendipity fills his mind when his eyes stare at the full moon in trance.
“I love you, Kazuto” the woman spoke in the boy’s mind. Kazuto who passed out earlier was immediately awakened by the voice of Professor Mizuno. He gasped when he saw the men in his house were all bathed in crimson liquid. The homunculus touched them, but none of them move from the floor. Their eyes are peeled open as if horrified by something that just occurred. Kazuto knew that it was her doing, the Goddess of Death made her movement. He was hungry for souls, but now he no longer feels that hunger. He can surmise that the Goddess of Death has satiated their hunger. Each of the men's chest and arteries are ripped brutally, his room is the perfect crime scene for a slaughterhouse.Kazuto still remembers the professor's messages, and that is not to cause any scene. However, he already causes a huge scene in the apartment he’s going to stay in. He’s quite surprised that no one has entered the apartment to report the violence and murder he committed. It was an old apartment, but there
The cleaners manage to clean Kazuto’s apartment, and no blood is to be spotted in that apartment. They clean the apartment, spotless from the red liquid and any corpses. The kids did their job well, Shu can sense the money will flow into his account. He had to divide the money amongst them.Even though Shu hates Cain’s guts, he saves them from starvation and abandonment. He only wants to return the favor to Cain, even if Cain never asked for anything back. However, it was personal for Shu. The teenager dislikes being in a debt, to someone else. However, it was his first time seeing Cain taking interest in a puny-looking human.The white-haired young man looks as if he’s an ill man waiting for someone to pick him up. He’s certainly not the sharpest man for following Cain. The informant smells bad news, nothing about Cain is sincere and genuine. He lies as he breathes, the ultimate trickster that will never cease to disturb your day if you possess something he wants to have.“Is that gu
It was strange to see the homunculus sleeping in his residence. A peculiar feeling occupies the informant's mind as he sees the young man lying on the sofa, sleeping with tuna sushi still inside his mouth. Cain can’t help but feel rather disappointed with the homunculus, he was expecting a smarter being, a Godlike human who can use the bestowed power cleverly. However, Kazuto was far from smart, he’s a clueless boy who knows nothing about the evilness in the world. Cain was expecting someone who is orderly, cunning, and evil to the core. He investigated the young man after all, who he truly is. A homunculus that had the soul of Izanami, the Goddess of Death. Cain touches Kazuto’s cheek, pinching his flesh to wake him up. He wants to tell him to go to his spare bedroom, but the young man is too sleepy to wake up. Cain carries him
Cain walks to the nearest sushi bar, the man sees the homunculus sitting obediently like a dog, possibly waiting for his tuna sushi. It’s hard for him to make some sense in the homunculus. He’s a baby inside that young man's body of his, he can’t be bribed with something like fame or money. The homunculus doesn’t understand the concept of money and fame. Kazuto wants tuna sushi the most, he doesn’t seem to care about the luxurious offer. After the sushis are prepared on the table, Kazuto munches the sushi-like there’s no tomorrow. His appetite for food is questionable, it’s certainly going to make his wallet dry if this keeps going. “You’re drying my wallet, but it looks like you’re enjoying your meal” Cain gives him a painted smile. “Are tuna that yummy?”. “It is! I never taste these before” Kazuto admits it openly, like a child. “When I’m still little, my dad always bought me junk food! It all tastes the same though”. Kazuto answers giddily, unaware that Cain somewhat felt sad f
It was all according to plan, the man reports Shinzou as a stalker who follows the homunculus around. He proved it with a shred of fake evidence to prove his guilt. The cleaners did their job well, diverting his attention from the sushi bar. If Shinzou knew where the homunculus is, he would be screwed. The two of them enjoy their stroll in Ikebukuro, especially Kazuto. His eyes shine brilliantly in sparkle when he lands his eyes on a cute display doll. He is indeed a child in heart, despite his stature as a young man. Shinzou had already gone far away, the painter is nowhere to be seen. A part of Cain’s heart feels relief, he smirks slyly when he watched Shinzou’s face in despair. The next plan is to try to subdue the homunculus royalty to him, he needs to gain his trust by following the homunculus wishes. Granting his wishes like how a Fairy Godmother would do, is his current plan. Cain asks the homunculus about what he wanted, with a bright painted smile to fool the homunculus. “
Cain doesn’t hesitate, he’s good at pleasuring the homunculus from the top to bottom. After all, he learned it from experiences with a classmate. Cain knows his ways with women, those who beg for it get the prize. The sly informant knows his way to pleasuring women, how hard it could be to please a random stray homunculus he just found. He was wrong at every level, his hands are fidgeting since he barely knew about the same-sex relationship. Even though he was a playboy in his youth, Cain never had a same-sex partner in his past relationship, he tried to do it right by the book. However, his hand keeps tracing in the same circular motion on the homunculus's hardened nipples. Lust overcomes his senses, breathing raggedly toward the lewd homunculus. His cloudy eyes couldn’t hold back Kazuto’s seductive moan. His nipple must be sensitive, for Kazuto to moan this hard just from him circling it. Kazuto’s lusty eyes meet Cain Azure ones, at that moment it became clear what happened to hi
Flashback to a few years ago…It was a sunny morning, the white-haired man finds himself sleeping naked under the covers. Masaki was nowhere to be sighted, suddenly the coldness spread over his thin body. He seeks the warmth that envelop him that night, even though it was just a momentary warmth. Kazuto loves the affection Masaki gave him.He was taught that Masaki’s affection was toxic by Professor Mizuno, but honestly, he didn’t mind it. At first, he didn’t mind it, but the man slowly became possessive of him that it made him feel depressed. Like a bird in a cage, his wings were taken away from exploring the outside world.All Kazuto knew was that his touch made him feel like he was truly loved. It was as if he cares for him for he truly is. However, the next morning he opened his eyes, and it dawned on him that Masaki was no longer next to him. Professor Mizuno always came to check on the clueless young man for any sign of injuries and bruises on his body.Kazuto wasn’t sure why Pr
Back to the present day… “You’re spacing out, how naughty of you,” Cain bites Kazuto’s ear, trying to snap him out. “We’re in the middle of something, but you dare to think about something else, huh?”. Kazuto moans slightly, digging his nail into Cain’s bare back. Cain arouses the homunculus, and everything he touches leaves a mark on Kazuto’s body. The informant is gentle, but mostly rough when he sees Kazuto doesn’t pay attention to him. Kazuto notices a hint of possessiveness in his deep azure eyes. He is a dominant one in bed and can be sadistic at times too. Even as they continue their sexual activities, Cain digs his teeth on Kazuto’s clear pale skin to leave a mark that he’s his. Kazuto chuckles at Cain’s frown whenever he spaces out. Both of them are strangers, but their bodies are compatible in a way more than one. The narrow space on the couch makes Kazuto slip his hand, causing him to fall on some occasions. Cain notices his frustration, thus he whispers right next to h