Killing Game Quarter
Unfortunately, he was able to move out of the way before my punch connected.
“Hah, sike, I don’t wanna shake hands with a murderer.” Fugo exclaimed, before grabbing my shoulder, and getting behind me, “Let’s just make sure you don’t try that again.”
Within an instant, I felt a sharp pain in my neck, before feeling my mind start to fuzz, as I fell onto the ground in a haze, spotting him put away a needle.
“Now I want to make something clear before you lose consciousness, Akira Natsumi.” Fugo started, as I pulled my head up to face him, “I am keeping my promise that I made. You killed and got away with it, now you get to escape this prison.”
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