Chapter 5 Arc 1 — "The Man Behind the Phone"

Sasaki had switched up the casualty of his tone, as soon as he met gazes with the man standing by the entrance. Aggravated by his sly grin.

"Why are you here? How'd Yo get here?"

"Oh don't be so rude, have you forgotten your manners?"

"You're in Japan, your Filipino manners don't matter here."

The Uncle was unfazed by Sasaki's response, he looked by their table, seeing them bonding as a family at the dinner table. He smiled out of inspiration.

"Well, as for how I got here. Kouji had told me about a delicious food joint. I wanted to test if it were true so, here I am!"

"Sorry sir, but the entire menu's sold out."

The three have met this man before, most notably Sasaki and Momo. Momo had a bad experience with this man after what he did. Just seeing his face had brought back broken memories of the past.

Miyuki, unbeknownst to everything that's happening, cast a slight glance at Sasaki as she was chewing her food. Curious about his intentions.

"Wrhy's trhat gruy hwre?"

"Chew your food Miyuki. You shouldn't be bothered with that man."

"How cruel Sasaki… you've gone and hurt my feelings."

The Uncle walked over to their table, wrapping his hands around Sasaki and Miyukis' shoulder. He leaned closer to Sasaki, while eyeing Momo with a sly grin.

"Don't we talk all chummy on the phone all the time?"

Momo's draw dropped slightly, as her hand freezes while she was holding her spoon. She turned to Sasaki looking like she'd been betrayed by someone close to her.

"Take your hands off Miyuki, or else—"

"Or else what?"

His tone suddenly changed as his tone as he glanced at Sasaki with his sharp thin eyes, rubbing Miyuki's cheek in a seductive manner like it was a soft ball,

"You can't do anything."

Rubbing her face, before slithering his slim hands smoothly through her neck,

"I will touch your sister, however I want."

Smoothly descending his fingers down through her chest, and slowly through her waist, Miyuki felt uncomfortable.

She looked over to her brother, in hopes that he would do something but-

"Even in this part."

Then as he was about to touch that part of her body. Sasaki's eyes glinted in bloodlust, grabbing by his neck, shattering his favorite painting which hung by the wall.

"I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!"

"Sasaki!"

Momo stood up in her chair in fright, looking around her as the people in her restaurant were now anxious of what's gonna happen next.

After all, who wouldn't be disgusted while they eat their food as they watch someone being butchered in front of them.

"What the hell is happening?"

"Is he really going to kill him?"

"Quick, call the cops!"

Sasaki choked him harder, as his smile grew wider he took his eye away Sasaki's direction, shifting his view at the entrance.

"Sasaki, watch out!"

"Shoot now! But don't kill him!"

Sasaki turned over to the direction The Uncle was looking at, seeing three hoodlums in a disorderly fashion. Two of them pointing their guns at Sasaki and one of them with a large physique just standing over behind them wearing brass knuckles.

In a blitz they shot their guns multiple times. The bullets drifted across the restaurant, one of the bullets hitting a random customer, and one of them hitting Momo's abdomen while she tried to push Sasaki off the way.

But it proved useless, after one of the two bullets had pierced Sasaki's hamstring and one had torn through his liver. In pain, he'd dropped The Uncle, as he gasped for air after a minute of being choked.

"Bro! Momo-chan!"

Miyuki grits her teeth in a frenzy, getting off her chair, and grabbing the butter knife lying by the table. In an agile manner, she rushed to the two shooters like a monkey.

Dodging the tables blocking her way. She was about to close her distance to them. Miyuki jumped over one of the tables, drop kicking one of the shooters, breaking his nose in the process.

While she stood there alert, the large man swung his bat yet she just ducked down smoothly, as she swept the other man holding the gun off his feet.

As the man tried to reach out for his gun as he was falling, she kicked up the gun while it was mid-air, and spun while holding the butter knife in a backhand grip; pressing the knife deeply in the large man in his neck knocking him down with one powerful strike,

She pressed the knife too deep, that blood didn't squirt out of the man's artery. She was conscious about staining her dress with bloodstains. First of all they were white, and second, they were hard to wash off.

She took the gun and pointed it at the hoodlum at the same time she'd knocked over the large man, killing him in the process.

The Uncle applauded her, amused by her talent. Miyuki stared him down with the same lifeless eyes as Sasaki's.

He wasn't expecting for her to do all that in a short period. It hadn't even reached a minute before she finished. But it only made his smile wider while she slowly approached Miyuki.

"Full Marks! I'm sorry for expecting less of your abilities, Miyuki-chan."

Miyuki retched, sticking her tongue out while she still continued pointing her gun at the hapless hoodlum laying in the ground, stepping his genitals to restrain him.

"Don't call me that you disgusting freak. Now tell me, what's your purpose, or I'll shoot your friend here."

"Argh! Save me boss, this child's a monster!"

"Oh I don't care about him, shoot him if you want."

"Wha—"

Without a second thought, she emptied her magazine, shooting the hoodlum's face repeatedly, until his face was unrecognizable.

The Uncle stood there flabbergasted. He was merely bluffing, yet she actually did it. Figuring that psychological tricks won't work with this frenzied brute.

"Well now you don't have bullets. What are you gonna do?"

Miyuki threw the gun in and the speed reached quick heights, doing this in an attempt to hit The Uncle's face.

"Ugh, try something new!"

He caught the gun, while simultaneously blocking the hook kick Miyuki attempted to throw at him; she'd foresaw this, pressing her heel in deeper until his hand was crushed.

Before he got fully injured, he ducked down in hopes of dodging her quick attack while still maintaining his hand in the air, as the pressure broke his arm off.

That broken arm would've been his head if he'd taken that hit directly.

He backed down, in her hand shivering as he held onto his broken arm. He stared at Miyuki. She wasn't the soft little girl he'd met before.

—She was a demon! Well then, I didn't want to do this, but to fight a monster, you need a monster to back you up!

"Kiri!"

"Understood."

Hearing those words, Miyuki felt the hair on her arms raise. She felt that there was something rushing towards her direction. Something fast… something-

"Cut her up!"

Miyuki backed away, as a seven foot, red creature pried into the room, dicing up three of the customers Momo had talked to earlier.

—A covenant?!

"C-call the CAU!"

The old man shook in fear, as he fumbled to get his phone in his pockets.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

The tall Anomaly pointed its claws on the old man's head, slicing them into vertical bits as long chunks of his face fell down on the ground.

Miyuki was irritated, she pointed to the red creature while staring down at The Uncle who seemed to have quickly retracted his broken arm in a matter of seconds.

"That's cheating, you made a covenant you coward!"

"Heh, yeah, and? Are you still going to fight us? If I were you I'd give up your brother over there, since he's the only one we need."

Miyuki looked over to Sasaki's unconscious body, laying defenseless as a large chunk of rubble from the Anomaly's charge had shattered both of his legs.

"Why?!"

The anomaly stared down Miyuki with its deformed eyes, as it shuffled its claws like it was pressing keys in a piano.

"Don't pry in the matters of our covenant girl, if you don't want them to know."

Miyuki's heart dropped after hearing Anomaly's disoriented tone. Dropping down on her knees out of fear. Rather it wasn't the tone that crushed her.

The Uncle looked at the anomaly in confusion at what it said. He was convinced that psychological tactics are useless to Miyuki, yet somehow it managed to crush her morale with just that phrase.

"Eh? What's about this girl? She's just—"

"Shut up."

"Y-yeah I'm sorry."

He stood up exasperated, shrugging off the dust on his expensive suit. He walked over to the kitchen to take a butcher's knife before heading to Sasaki's hapless body.

He kneels down, chopping up both of his legs and cutting up his back. This time, he was sure he paralyzed him. After all, he was the one who stabbed him in the back.

"Hey anomaly, help me carry this brat."

"Ugh, can't you do anything on your own. Useless humans."

"Tch."

The anomaly approached the unconscious body carrying it delicately with its blood red claws. They were about to walk out of the room, but The Uncle paused for a small moment.

He grabbed a chunk of Sasaki's flesh on the ground, throwing it on Miyuki's face with a grin on his face, confident that she wouldn't be able to do anything.

Miyuki sat there, her hands shaking, her eyes watering up, as she held the remains of her brother.