Kidnapped Girls (1)
"Um..."
"Yes, Senior."
"Steel Armor... he didn't come looking for you or anything, right?"
"....."
Ice Queen's question made Aqua Girl recall those past memories.
'Ahhn~ Master's cock is the absolute best!'
'Heh heh heh... Is there a slutty slave like this? Cry out even more sluttily, you sow bitch!'
'Squelch! Sluuuuurp~!'
They'd had intensely passionate sex without ever being apart for a moment. Of course, it wasn't just sex. They'd gone on dates too, and sometimes strolled leisurely through the park together. It was just that the sex had left such a deep impression that it sprang to mind first.
"No. He hasn't come looking."
"Good... That's a relief..."
Aqua Girl lied without so much as a change in her expression, perfectly calm. Fortunately, Ice Queen didn't notice it was a lie.
'Hurry up, Senior... no, I want to tumble into bed with Ice Queen!'
She'd changed how she thought of Ice Queen. It was only natural. She was Steel Armor's slave number one, and Ice Queen was number two.
'On the bed, I'm the senior.'
Aqua Girl vowed to be a great senior who would teach her all sorts of things when the time came.
Ever since the rumor spread that Rachel was Steel Armor's daughter, no kids dared touch or bully her anymore. Sure, there had been a few fearless idiots who dismissed it as fake and plotted to beat her up...
"Steel Armor thinks of Rachel like a daughter? Ha! Total bullshit. That loser's just hired some actor to put on a show. Watch this. I'll rip off that disgusting mask of hers..."
"Hey."
"Wh-who the hell are you?"
"New security guard. And who're you planning to mess with?"
"Wh-what the fuck?! If you're security, then guard the damn school like you're supposed to—"
Click!
"What was that? You wanna get a hole blown in your head?"
"....."
The bald Skull Head Group member disguised as a guard handled it right there. No matter how tough kids these days acted, point a gun at their head and even the wildest turned into meek little lambs. Superpowers weren't all that special, really. A gun could turn even someone with anger management issues into a model citizen—that was the true power.
Thanks to that, Rachel became an untouchable presence at school, one even teachers couldn't mess with. The one downside? Everyone was so scared of her that she had no friends in her class. But the girl didn't mind much. She'd been an outcast even before the rumors anyway. And since joining the theater club, she'd made friends there, so Rachel wasn't lonely.
"Rachel! Practice is over—let's head home!"
"Okay! Just a sec!"
At Isabela's call, Rachel tidied up and stood from her seat. Passionate about theater, she was always the first to arrive at the clubroom and the last to leave after practice.
"Hee hee. All set—let's go."
"Yeah!"
Once done cleaning, Rachel left school with Isabela.
"Aah... I hate going to cram school."
"Yeah? Why? Learning stuff is great, isn't it?"
Rachel couldn't understand her friend Isabela whining about cram school like any other kid. Having never attended one due to her poor family, she had no idea why her friends hated it so much.
Seeing Rachel echo her mom's words, Isabela puffed out her cheeks.
"They pile on so much homework! I do it all day and it's still not done! I wanna play! Grandpa says kids need to run around and play, but Mom won't leave me alone! Aah... God, why'd you make schools and cram schools?!"
"Huh? People made schools and cram schools."
"...Tch! You're no fun at all!"
"Hee hee hee."
Rachel grinned broadly at Isabela's whining, and even the girl who'd been(?) cursing God burst into laughter at that adorable smile.
"Wanna skip cram school today and hang out more? I wanna play with you longer."
"Won't your mom get mad? You said she spanked you last time you skipped."
"Yeah! Look at this! Mom hit me so hard my butt's all flat now!"
"It's fine. You're cute, so even a flat butt looks pretty on you."
"Gasp! Heart attack! You pretty little thing! Who taught you to say such sweet stuff?"
"Hee hee."
Rachel thought of Steel Armor. All those lines that made women's hearts go thump!—she'd learned them from him.
'Looking beautiful as always, Emily.'
'Emily, are you mixed race? A mix of this world and heaven.'
'Got a twin? No? Then you're the prettiest in the world, Emily.'
'Why are you here? Flowers belong in a vase.'
Steel Armor often visited home and said stuff like that to her mom, Emily. Mom always acted disgusted, but Rachel, who knew her better than anyone, could tell she loved hearing it.
'I hope Uncle and Mom get together.'
Rachel wished Steel Armor would become her dad if things worked out with her mom. Adults had all scarred her deeply. He was the only one who hadn't hurt her.
Swish—
"Huh?"
"Eh?"
"....."
That's when someone blocked the two girls' path. The man in a robe covering him from head to toe looked suspicious as hell. Especially to Rachel, who'd been involved in crimes before—she instinctively knew this guy was dangerous. She immediately hid Isabela behind her and stepped forward.
"Who are you?"
"....."
The man said nothing to Rachel's question. He just tilted his head slightly, peering at Isabela behind her.
"It's okay, Rachel."
"Huh?"
"Mister! I don't know who you are, but I'm super important, okay? I know I'm pretty and cute and adorable, but stalking's still bad! And there's a really scary guy around here, so if you don't wanna get hurt, go home quick!"
"....."
"....."
Rachel and the man stared blankly at Isabela. She'd always been full of herself, but still.
As if to prove her words, a man in a suit approached from behind—dressed formally, heading their way. Seeing him, the robed man finally spoke to the girls for the first time.
"Kh... keh heh heh... kuh hi hi hiik!"
"Eek...!"
"Hiiik?! Wh-what the hell, that guy's creepy!"
The girls jumped in shock at his laugh. It grated like metal on metal, and every chuckle brought a foul stench like he carried deadly plague germs. Just as Isabela said—pure chills.
"I know you're Valencia Association President's one and only granddaughter."
"H-how do you...?!"
Isabela gasped. Her being Hero Association President Valencia's granddaughter was top secret.
Young as she was, Isabela wasn't stupid. She knew if it got out, she and her parents' lives would be in danger—that's why she'd never told a soul. Not even Rachel.
"But do you know who I am?"
"What..."
"I'm Shadow Killer."
"Sh-Shadow Killer?!"
"....."
The name Shadow Killer made both girls freeze in horror.
"Looks like you're counting on that guy... You think he can stop me?"
"Gaaahhh!"
"Hiiik?!"
"N-no!"
The girls whipped around at the agonized scream behind them—and screamed themselves. The hero assigned as Isabela's bodyguard by her grandpa was being viciously torn apart by a group of men. A full B-rank hero, and he couldn't resist at all. The sight of his limbs ripped off while still alive was no scene for kids.
"Aaaah..."
"I-Isabela!"
Shocked senseless, Isabela fainted and collapsed. Rachel rushed to check on her, but couldn't.
"Kyaaah!"
Octopus-like tentacles with huge suckers wrapped around the girls' waists. The suction was so strong Rachel felt her waist might snap.
"Something really fun's gonna happen today. Look forward to it."
"....."
'Uncle! Help!'
And just like that, Rachel and Isabela were kidnapped by the villain.
"F-fuck... we're fucked...!"
The Skull Head Group member who'd been secretly tailing Rachel for her safety pulled out his phone with shaking hands.
If the kidnapper had been some ordinary bastard, he'd have shown himself and shoved a gun in his face. But this guy was no ordinary man, nor were his goons. He'd seen it—the bodyguard get torn apart in seconds. Like a scene from a zombie flick, horrifying and gruesome.
"B-big trouble, bro!"
"Yes!"
"Rachel... Rachel... she got kidnapped by that psycho Shadow Killer!"
"Got it!"
Jungbo rushed to inform Steel Armor after the report—and
"...Stop there."
"Pfha!"
"Something urgent came up."
"....?"
He'd been enjoying Ice Queen's fellatio when the call came, stopping midway without even cumming.
Snap!
Crack!
Every time he turned his head, eerie bone cracks echoed.
"Eek...!"
Not his pervert side, but his original feral beast form made Ice Queen, looking up at him, flinch. Maybe from all the training, but that sight made her core throb. Like facing a lion freshly released from its cage.
"....."
The call from Jungbo during Ice Queen's delightful fellatio wiped away all the lust filling me. No release needed—my chest went calm, like I'd never been aroused. But that calm was the eye of the storm.
Raaaaarghhh!
Uncontainable rage erupted like a volcano. I didn't know which ballsy fucker dared touch Rachel, but one thing was sure: he'd die by my hand. No question. Resist? Beat to death. Run? Chase and kill. Beg for mercy? Rip out his tongue and kill.
'No, wait.'
I changed his fate. Couldn't let him die easy. Time to expand my bug collection. Make him feel what he'd done.
I leaped across building rooftops, arriving in one go at the kidnapping site. Heroes and cops who'd responded to reports were there, fresh bloodstains on the ground.
Hiding in an alley watching, someone approached from behind.
"B-boss..."
"You the one on Rachel duty?"
"Y-yes... Sorry, boss!"
"....."
He dropped flat on his face before I could say more. It pissed me off even more. Not for failing Rachel. For wasting time groveling when every second counted. He should've been explaining what happened first.
"Shut up and tell me what went down. Before I kill you."
"Y-yes, sir! So..."
"....."
I scowled at the bald guy's report.
'Shadow Killer?'
The bastard I'd bisected kidnapping Rachel? Was this revenge against me?
'Fuck!'
I cursed inwardly. While I'd been rolling with women, Shadow Killer had been sharpening his blade of vengeance. A murder specialist up to who-knows-what, and I'd been fucking around! Past me was too complacent.
'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!'
I should've hunted Shadow Killer down somehow. Then this wouldn't have happened.
"Uh... boss."
"What."
"But... something weird. He wasn't after Rachel."
"What?"
What the hell now?
"Wasn't targeting Rachel. It was the girl she was with—Isabela."
"Isabela? Who's that?"
"Rachel's theater club friend. A year younger. But... the guy said Isabela's Valencia Association President's granddaughter."
"...Valencia? That Hero Association Valencia?"
"Yes."
"....."
So... Rachel befriended this Isabela, who just happens to be Hero Association President Valencia's granddaughter, and got kidnapped alongside her on the way home?
'What the actual fuck?'
Could someone be this unlucky? Rachel's third kidnapping, all because of a friend.
Whatever. Not important now. Getting Rachel back safe was.
'How to find her? Rachel... ah.'
Then an idea flashed through my mind.
'Might... work? Nah, doesn't matter if it does or not.'
Better to act than overthink. I decided to move.