Fujiko's crime

Bianka glared as Fujiko began encasing the rest of her body along with her clothes and shoes in cold shaving cream.

"The hell are you doing!?" Serika growled.

"Mako-chan said I could shave her. Never said that was limited to just her head. Besides, it will empty this can of shaving cream much faster if I shave her whole body," Fujiko sneered.

"Don't even think about stripping her!"

"*Tch* Well guess I'll just do all her exposed skin then. A shame, I think she'd enjoy being stripped and shaved by a queen like me," Fujiko sneered as she leaned Bianka back and began shaving.

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It was pouring rain at the airport when Moribe and Jimmy pulled up to a cargo plane located on the far side of the tarmac.

“Looks like we got lucky! We didn’t encounter a single cop on our way over, and with this typhoon like downpour, the airport is practically deserted,” Moribe stated.

Jimmy gazed down at him with a confused glance.

“Wait!? You don’t understand Japanese, do you?”

“[Sorry, I don’t speak Japanese. Do you speak English?]”

Moribe shook his head no, as the two men sat in awkward silence before they both opened the doors and got out as a man in a raincoat drove up to the plane in a baggage cart.

“Kept me waiting Moribe, I got worried when you called me hours ago and said something about taking the back roads. I assume the big guy’s our client’s representative. [Don’t worry, I’m on your side]. Anyway, let's get everything loaded quickly. I got a text saying the cops are on their way. Though they should be delayed. Let's load everything up then hightail it before anyone's the wiser,” the man stated.

He then opened the plane hatch while Moribe and Jimmy ran to the back of the truck. They opened the door and pulled down the ramp before walking inside.

“Madam! It’s OK to come out! Toki’s here and there’s no cops insight, though its pouring rain and,” Moribe called out to Sayuri.

When he heard no reply, he motioned for Jaime to come inside with him.

“[1, 2, 3, 4, 5… HEY! There are TWO coffins missing! I counted SEVEN when your boss hopped in! Why are two of them missing!?]” Jimmy roared as he ran up to the first sarcophagus and opened it.

The sarcophagus was empty much to Jimmy's anger. Moribe looked in horror as Jimmy opened a second and a third one. They were empty as well. Moribe ran to the back and opened the remaining two, as Jimmy hovered angrily behind him. They were all empty. Jimmy then angrily hoisted up Moribe by the scruff of his neck as he called Carl.

“[Jimmy! Are you-]”

“[Sir! Bad news! The girls are gone, and so is Sayuri!]” Jimmy stated.

“[WHAT!? That damn bitch pulled a fast one on me!? Is she trying to sell me out!? Don’t let her little worker get away! I want answers!]” Carl's's voice roared.

“[I got it-ugh!]”

Jimmy suddenly dropped his phone and Moribe as he felt a sharp pain in his throat. He fell to his knees and began coughing up blood as he struggled to breathe. He had been shot in the side of his throat. A few seconds later, he stopped coughing and went limp, before slumping to the ground. He was dead. Moribe looked in horror at the scene before him as Carl called out for Jaime on the phone.

“TOKI YOU IDIOT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Moribe roared as he turned towards the entrance of the truck to notice a mummy pointing a gun at him.

“What the hell is this!?” Moribe stammered in confusion as another mummy walked in soaking wet dragging a man.

The mummy then hurled the man at Moribe, knocking him down. Moribe screamed in horror as he recognized the man to be Toki, the man driving the baggage cart. Toki’s throat had been slit and his eyes were rolled back as blood oozed from his mouth. He was dead. The mummy with the gun then pulled out a red cylindrical device and hurled it towards Moribe. Once it was mere centimeters away from him and the corpses the mummy shot at it and leapt out of the truck with the other mummy.

“Izuhana always ends things with a bang!” one mummy said as the truck’s interior burst into a fireball.

Moribe leapt out through the fire as fast as he could. He was covered with burns and struggled to breathe as he rolled around on the wet tarmac before the mummy with the gun shot and killed him.

The two mummies hopped in the baggage cart and drove away as the cargo plane behind them exploded in a giant ball of fire. Once they escaped the vicinity of the airport, the mummies unraveled themselves and were revealed to be two beautiful women. One had long blue hair while the other had long fiery red hair.

"Izumi thinks we did a good job," the blue haired woman smiled.

"That we did, Izumi," the red haired woman smiled as she pulled out a pack of pocky from her pocket and grabbed one with her mouth before making a call.

20 minutes later...

Kurobane pulled up to the airport and gazed upon the spectacle unfolding. Hordes of reporters were swarming the tarmac, as police frantically tried to push them back.

"What on earth!?" Kurobane gasped as she went to aide them as Mutsumi ran towards the scene along with a forensics team.

“So, what are the details?” she asked.

“The airport claims this is a private cargo plane, but no one was supposed to be out during the storm. Plus, a baggage cart is reportedly missing," an officer stated.

Mutsumi surveyed the mess. The plane had been totaled and was in pieces, while the semi-truck, presumably transporting cargo, was burned on the inside of the trailer. There was also a burnt corpse lying in front of the truck.

“Is he from the airport?” Mutsumi asked.

“Maybe, the airport reported one missing worker, a guy named Toki Takeda," the officer responded.

“What about this truck?”

“No clue, though it was probably transporting cargo.”

Mutsumi peeked inside.

“Hey! I think there are more corpses inside!” she shouted.

Some of the forensics immediately hopped in.

“Whoa! This thing is huge! It looks to be over 200 cm tall," an officer stated as he gazed at Jimmy's burnt corpse.

That last line caused Nakajima to remember something important.

“Look for debris! If you see anything that looks like it could be a part of an Egyptian sarcophagus, bring it out immediately!” she ordered.

The team looked at her in confusion before shrugging and beginning their search. A few minutes later one of them found something.

“Chief! This looks like a part of a pharaoh’s face!”

Mutsumi immediately examined the item in question.

“YES! This confirms it! These are the kidnappers that Yuni told us about, which means that big guy is most likely Jimmy Sanders, Carl McDonald’s right-hand man. Bring him out immediately!” she giddily ordered.

“But the media will go crazy!” an officer protested.

“That’s what I want!”

A few minutes later, forensics wheeled out Jimmy’s corpse.

“We have identified one of the victims. He is an American that was aiding kidnappers. His name was Jimmy Sanders, he works for U.S. Senator Carl McDonald, who is here in Japan for a seminar,” Mutsumi stated.

Kurobane spun around in horror as she saw the media get more frantic.

“NAKAJIMA! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!?”

“Oh, Kurobane, seems like we found some of Benise’s henchmen. I assume the guy on the ground is both the guard and the airport employee, which means the final corpse is likely Benise.”

“Hey, this last corpse belongs to a guy,” one of the forensics guys called out.

Mutsumi and Kurobane hopped inside and examined the corpse.

“Wait! If all the corpses are guys, then two are the goons from the museum, while one is their accomplice from the airport. Where’s Benise!?” Mutsumi agonized.

“It gets more mysterious, this guy’s throat was slashed, meaning he likely died before getting fried," the officer explained.

“Hey! We have got a problem! We examined the big guy and the other guy, there were bullet wounds,” another officer stated as he ran in the truck.

Mutsumi immediately bolted out.

“Damn, my feet are getting really sore, guess I should have bought some running shoes,” she thought as she ran over to the other corpses.

Kurobane then tried to call Kaori Inohara, however, she was unable to connect. Either Kaori’s phone was off, or out of service.

“Great, now we’ve got an awol detective, ugh this is going to be an all-nighter.” she sighed as she dialed Purin.

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Bianka trembled as Fujiko dropped the empty can of shaving cream to the ground.

"AAAALLL Done! It took sooo long to empty the can, but now you're sooo bald and hairless," Fujiko sneered as she shoved a bottle in Bianka’s face. 

Bianka’s eyes widened in horror as she read the label.

“Ngh!? (Wax!?)” Bianka screamed.

This was Bianka's breaking point. It brought back traumatic memories of an infamous day at high school...

A little over 2 years ago...

Bianka smiled as Mochi stepped onto the stage to address the student body.

"Hello everyone. It is my pleasure to give the annual Fall address for the state of our school. Our current average GPA has risen and our school is on track to become one of the most prestigious all girls high school in the nation. We are-"

"Hello my dear subjects. Your queen has arrived to give her address!" Fujiko sneered as she stepped onto the stage.

"As I was saying. We are-"

"DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME! I AM YOUR QUEEN!...Aha aha AHAHAHAHA! Well let's see you peasants ignore this!" Fujiko shouted as she pulled on a rope.

Green liquid immediately began pouring all over Mochi.

"AHHH!" Mochi screamed as she was quickly encased in the liquid. 

Only her face was left visible.

"THE HELL ARE YOU SLIMING HER FOR!?" Bianka roared as she began charging through the crowd to the stage.

"Slime? Oh no, it's hot wax!" Fujiko maniacally laughed as she pulled on another rope.

Bianka stopped and looked up as she heard a sound from above. A flood of hot wax was heading straight for the entire student body in the audience. Instantly, the entire floor of the auditorium and everyone that had been standing there were completely gunged and encased in hot wax.

"You monster!" Mochi yelled as another bucket of hot wax was poured on her, completely encasing her exposed face.

Bianka meanwhile struggled to breathe as both her nostrils and mouth had been almost completely encased in wax. Bianka was stuck like that for a while until medical personal arrived and saved her in the nick of time. Many victims of the incident suffered permanent hair and skin damage, while others like Bianka suffered mental trauma from the incident. Bianka in particular had come the closest to dying during the incident and developed a fear of hot wax as well as claustrophobia.

Back in the present...

Bianka tearfully trembled as she stared at the bottle of hot wax. The shaving cream and hearing voice impressions of Mochi and Reika had been tough enough, but now Fujiko was sadistically ready to push her over the edge.

Fujiko maniacally grinned from ear to ear as she whispered in Bianka’s ear, “If you don’t want me to gunge you in this, just say no. I’ll respect your wishes!”

Fujiko then unscrewed the cap and held the bottle over Bianka’s head as Bianka gazed up in fear.

“Do you want me to pour this ALL OVER your head and face?” Fujiko sneered.

“MMMPH! NGH MMMPH! (NO! PLEASE NO!)” Bianka cried as she tearfully shook her head no.

“SORRY! CAN’T UNDERSTAND YOU! MAYBE DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT GLUED MOUTH OF YOURS! AHAHAHAHAHA!”

Lightning flashed and crackled as Bianka’s entire head and face were covered in wax. Bianka screamed in agony as Fujiko joyfully smeared it all over her head and face.

“OOPS! I spilled hot wax all over this slave’s hairless head! The only way to get it off is to rip it off!” She taunted.

Serika stood up, but quickly froze as Fujiko pointed her knife towards her.

“No one leaves till I’m done! You disobey, you get SHAVED!” she stated with a demented smile on her face.

Serika shivered as she froze in fear.

“Don’t worry! She can still breath JUST fine!” Fujiko sneered as she stuck sticks of wax in Bianka’s ears and nostrils.

Bianka began struggling frantically and gasping for air as Fujiko took a picture of her with a small digital camera before ripping the sticks out of her nostrils and ears. She then began ripping the wax off Bianka’s head as Bianka howled in pain. Fujiko attempted to go for another round, but luckily she had run out of wax.

“That’s just inhumane! How the hell is this bitch allowed to just do this!?” Serika thought as she trembled.

Fujiko clicked her tongue and smacked Bianka's irritated head with the empty wax bottle. Bianka's skin was in so much pain, even a light breeze would cause a burning pain. Bianka tearfully glared as Fujiko kicked her to the ground and pressed her muddy sneaker on Bianka’s face. She continued to stomp until Bianka was thoroughly covered with her muddy shoe prints.

"They said I could ONLY shave you,but you were sooo good, I decided to give you some complimentary washable footprint tattoos. Just roll around outside like a bitch and they'll wash right off. AHAHAHAHAHA!" Fujiko sneered.

After a few minutes, Fujiko was done.

"Guess what? You're finally done, and I thought I'd let you know that I recorded your ENTIRE enslavement from start to finish! I'll be sending a copy to your little loli as well. I DO have her number!" Fujiko taunted as she stopped the recording she had been taking with her phone.

Life began to vanish from Bianka’s eyes as Fujiko shoved her phone in Bianka's face as she sent the video to Mochi before uploading it to her Ewetube channel.

"Mochi! I'm sorry, I thought I could stop her and ease your pain but, I was too weak and foolish. I'm sorry my stupidity hurt you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." Bianka somberly thought as tears poured out of her lifeless eyes.

“Uploaded! Now the whole world will know your place in this world! Well guess I’ll call the paramedics as a courtesy," Fujiko sneered as she dialed the paramedics while leaving the station.

“I can’t wait to humiliate Yuni-chan on my birthday!” she thought as she trudged through the rain.