Hikigaya Challenges Kakegurui

"No need, Komachi."

Jabami Yumeko licked the corner of her mouth, smiled charmingly, and spoke to stop Komachi.

Her curvy body dove under the table like a snake, and after picking up the chopsticks, she didn't rush back to her seat. Her hands were propped up on the ground, one in front of the other, with ○○ raised high, and she stared straight at Hikigaya's legs as if she had lost her soul.

Hikigaya, who was tasting the fried cod he had made, suddenly stopped moving his hands and his pupils shrank.

His best friend seemed to have been kidnapped by someone.

It is soft and boneless, and moves like a snake.

"Hmm? Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Komachi's voice brought Hachiman Hikigaya back to reality from his blissful state. He shrank back.

After a while, Snake, who had been hiding under the table, finally crawled out with a red face. Like a monster in urban legends that specialized in absorbing Yang energy, he licked the corner of his mouth with some satisfaction.

Under Komachi's puzzled gaze, Sister Yumeko's hands were clenched in the air as if she was weighing something.

Look at your brother again.

It seemed as if she was clamping her legs together, struggling to resist something.

what is it then?

The young and ignorant Komachi did not notice that Yumeko's right slipper was lying alone under the tablecloth.

And what about her right foot?

Missing.

...

...

Hikigaya Hachiman fled in panic.

He found a plausible excuse and slipped out of the house, leaving only Mengzi and his sister at home.

Now he has important things to do.

He hailed a taxi, told the driver the address above, and closed his eyes to rest.

He was a little tired from fending off Snake's sneak attack while eating just now.

'Oh, female killer...'

This word was still too new to Hikigaya Hachiman, who was only sixteen years old.

Actually, there is nothing to ask. I just want to confirm whether the other party is sent by Mibumi Aoi. If so...

When Hikigaya Hachiman opened his eyes again, they were fierce, like a bloodthirsty beast.

In addition, he was also curious about other branches of the Hyakuba family. Hikigaya wanted to take this opportunity to collect intelligence on the Hyakuba family.

The real purpose is not the female killer, but the skeleton of the hundred cannibals.

"Hello, passengers. We have arrived at our destination."

The driver stopped the car in front of a manor.

Looking at the wall in front of me that is as high as a person and a half.

Hikigaya could not help but sigh at the financial strength of the Momobaku family once again. This was the most valuable area in Chiba, but it was just a base of the Momobaku family, and the area it occupied was so exaggerated.

He walked slowly to the door and rang the doorbell.

Soon, a cold female voice was heard.

"who."

"Hello, Ms. Kotobuki, I'm Hikigaya Hachiman."

"Please come in."

Pa tower.

After Hikigaya Hachiman introduced himself, he entered the manor smoothly.

Hikigaya naturally admired the scenery in the manor, which had rockery, pavilions, and even a small lake...

"This manor is probably worth more than the royalties from my writings over the years." Hikigaya Hachiman couldn't help but sigh.

The main body of the manor not far away is a retro mansion.

Under the eaves stood a white-haired woman with her hands behind her back and a proud chest. Her pair of tight legs were the longest that Hikigaya Hachiman had ever seen, and she had an indescribable charm in her high-top boots.

Those cold and scrutinizing eyes looked up and down at Hikigaya Hachiman. His whole temperament was like a sharp sword ready to be launched, sharp and difficult to resist.

If Jule Sachiko was a queen who was difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and who played with people's hearts and destroyed their wills, then the one in front of him was a queen who would destroy the body and torture intelligence at any means.

One on the left and one on the right, double torture of mental and physical.

Hikigaya suddenly felt the pressure.

But he didn't show any fear on his face and walked towards her calmly.

"Hello, Miss Kotobuki."

"Hikigaya-dono."

There is no brainless plot in third-rate novels where the master's retainers provoke the son-in-law. In terms of temperament, the queen's Kotobuki is relatively gentle when treating her own people.

He gave Hikigaya a slight nod and extended his black leather-gloved hand.

Hikigaya was startled, but quickly reacted and shook hands with him.

Instantly separate.

Kotobuki then led Hikigaya Hachiman towards the interior of the mansion.

Suddenly, Gu Kui asked abruptly, "Have you practiced it before?"

During the handshake just now, Kotobuki keenly noticed that Hikigaya's body was not as thin as he looked.

"Well... I have done some simple physical training, but if you mean fighting or something like that, no." Hikigaya answered truthfully.

"Want to try it later?"

Momobami Kirari had mentioned to Hikigaya the person responsible for arresting the killer.

Bone-eating milasilavar.

"The Kotobuki family is a violent organization that specializes in clearing impurities from the Hundred Kuribo. Compared to the gambling that Momobaku is responsible for, everyone in it is more proficient in torture, interrogation, fighting, and the use of hot weapons..."

Hikigaya felt somewhat moved when he heard Kotobuki's proposal.

He also wanted to see how well his well-trained body could perform against an expert like Kotobuki.

"my pleasure."

Hikigaya's decisiveness surprised Kotobuki.

In her heart, she looked up to Hikigaya Hachiman's masculinity. She had met many opponents, but some of them did not dare to attack her because she was from the Kodama family, while others looked down on her as a woman and were unwilling to attack her... It was rare to find someone like Hikigaya who regarded herself as an equal.

He took Hikigaya Hachiman and moved around the mansion.

After a while, they arrived at the door of a basement.

"arrive."

Kotobuki opened the door expressionlessly.

In Hikigaya Hachiman's sight, the rough hemp rope was tied in a tortoise shell shape, firmly binding the female killer to the chair, with her breasts curving into a beautiful curve.

Miss Killer was blindfolded and had a restraint ball in her mouth. When she heard the door open, she struggled violently.

But with her hands and feet tied, all her struggles were in vain.

"Did you find out anything?" Hikigaya asked, pretending to be calm.

"I explained some of it."

Kokuku picked up the file on the torture table and said, "Because the head of the family ordered that no blood should be seen, the information we obtained was limited."

"The target is codenamed [Princess of Thorns], and is from a famous assassin organization in Europe."

"..."

114 Miss Youer: Gu~Kill me

Hikigaya listened, but soon he noticed that something seemed wrong with the thorn princess.

She was sweating profusely, her delicate white skin was stained with red, and her bound body twitched from time to time.

After Kotobuki revealed all the information he had obtained through torture, Hikigaya subconsciously asked, "Um... Miss Kotobuki, may I ask, what is her situation..."

"Chronic medicine." Kotobuki spoke the dangerous word without changing his expression. "It will occur every three hours. It's almost time now."

"what?"

"After the attack, the whole body will itch unbearably, and human will cannot resist that feeling."

"That...then how did you...that."

After Kotobuki's reminder, Hikigaya belatedly realized the difference in this torture room.

The dull air was faintly mixed with the smell that promoted the secretion of human emotions. The sweet sweat and the body fragrance of the Thorn Princess filled the small torture room, making people blush and their heartbeats unconsciously speed up.

Under the chair that bound the Princess of Thorns, dried water stains could be vaguely seen.

"Use props."

Kotobuki opened a drawer on one side, which was filled with small tools of various shapes and sizes. She randomly picked out an oval one and took out a silicone product from the drawer on the other side and put it on without changing her expression.

'You're quite hygienic...' Hikigaya gasped.

"Don't be surprised. This is the job our Kotobuki family is responsible for."

Kotobuki Miraslava seemed to be used to this kind of work, and she showed no shyness in taking out such small props in the presence of a man like Hikigaya.

Everything is so natural.

Perhaps to her, the object in her hand was just a common means of obtaining information. The person tied to the chair was not her own kind, but a prop that could be played with at will.

Hikigaya couldn't imagine what kind of torture he would endure if he betrayed Momobami Kirari one day and she sent Kotobuki to torture him.

"If it weren't for the clan leader's order, there would be no need to go through so much trouble."

"There are many ways to make people speak. Human willpower cannot endure such pain."

“This is the most troublesome method. Although it is slow, it is still effective.”

Miss Kotobuki turned on the switch of the small prop, which made a fine buzzing sound. The frequency of the vibration was so fast that Hikigaya Hachiman couldn't bear to watch it.

After all, he is just a high school student!

But...Miss Kotobuki's appearance is almost the same age as mine, so how could she achieve this?

Hikigaya Hachiman fell into deep thought and realized his own shortcomings. Compared with these second-generation people born in the Chinese family, he had seen too little of the world.

"There is some information she is unwilling to disclose."

"Real name, employer, purpose."

Kotobuki walked forward slowly, and grasped the white chin of the Thorn Princess with his gloved hand. He asked coldly, "You still don't want to say it?"

As he asked, he removed the restraint ball that was held in the mouth of the Thorn Princess.

The sticky saliva was pulled out into silk threads that sparkled with silver light.

Perhaps it was Hikigaya Hachiman's illusion, he suddenly felt that the exhilarating atmosphere in the air had become even stronger.

"Goo-"

"just kill me."

Princess Thorn gasped and spoke with difficulty.

For Joel Blair, as an ace killer with professional ethics, he cannot reveal his real name and the employer behind him for any reason.

She made no excuses for herself.

Once she accepted the commission, she was done with it, even if she found something fishy, ​​she was not prepared to take immediate action.