KIRIFUDA MAFIA: TERROR FROM THE PAST

KIRIFUDA MAFIA: TERROR FROM THE PAST
Demons and Angels


Yuki drives her car into a residential complex. They immediately saw a house that looked simpler compared to the other houses in the complex.


Yuki turned to put her car into a normal place and immediately went down to open the car door for her brother.


Shiro was used to the sweet treatment Yuki just smiled and thanked him.


The two entered the house, right after arriving at the kitchen, they saw Hanson who had just climbed up from underground. The secret door of the basement is near the kitchen.


"Mr Yuki and Miss Shiro, welcome" said Hanson, who was as friendly as ever. The middle-aged man looked like a docile housekeeper in front of Shiro and Yuki.


"Hello, how are you?"


Shiro had not met the man who was almost half a century old. The girl immediately hugged Hanson. The man was still wearing a white shirt, a black vest, a bow tie with black pants as usual.


"None Miss. Thank you very much."


Hanson turned to Yuki, feeling that Yuki wanted to go down to meet his prisoner immediately. Hanson remembered very well that he had accidentally cut off the minister's fingers, the man felt a little regretful and told Yuki about his regret.


"Sir, I apologize for accidentally cutting off some of Mr.'s prisoner's fingers."


"Hanson, I just don't want you to kill that person, do whatever you want instead." Yuki replied still with her usual bluster.


Shiro watched them with a hint of horror at first, even he felt pity and goosebumps now. They talk about torture as if they were discussing the pleasures of a beautiful scene. Isn't that awful.


Yuki leads Hanson and Shiro down to the dungeon. The smell of blood and rotten flesh began to faintly smell as they almost reached the prison where Niro was being held captive.


I don't know what Hanson did until the stench wasn't too strong. He must have done the cleaning a lot and only Hanson knew how. Shiro and Yuki knew that Hanson was an extraordinary person when it came to this matter.


Yuki immediately saw the minister he had kidnapped a few days ago speechless like flesh without life. The situation was quite terrible, some of the fingers on his hands and feet seemed to have disappeared. The wound left on the spot where his finger used to be now revealed a terrifying color.


Niro noticed those few footsteps and immediately saw three people standing looking at him. Some looked at him with disdain and anger, some looked at him with pity. Of course the one who looked at him with a look of pity was Shiro.


Yuki moved closer to the front of the prisoner. The sound of clashing chains filled his hearing. The prisoner was afraid that Yuki would torture him. He had already gone through life and death many times these few days. Of course he was now scared to death.


But Yuki only took a seat for her brother. The prisoner was again relieved even if only a little.


"Please sit down."


Yuki's extremely friendly tone was very different from what Niro had heard before. He felt a horror creeping in his heart, how could the demon speak like an angel now.


"Thank you Yuki." Shiro replied to his sister. The girl immediately sat down to cross her legs. His gaze was a little dreamy, but he couldn't take his eyes off Niro.


Yuki switched from her brother's side and immediately put on her gloves as usual, as well as Hanson, she did the same with her young master.


The re-sounding chain gurgled. Now it is tinged with fear and anxiety. Niro even went back groaning and shouting, but was submerged by the thick cloth that had stuffed his mouth.


The torture done by the old man was already extremely painful and frightening. He remembered how the young man's gaze in front of him had been while throwing knives at him so many times.


Now Niro's gaze clearly saw the existence of two black demons and one white angel staring at him. The state of the hallucination was also caused by the color of his third hair so Niro saw both the young and older black-haired man like a demon and the beautiful young girl in white who slightly exceeded his shoulders like an angel. The white color was a stark contrast in that dim, dark prison.


'Am I dead and in hell now?' thought Niro in his hallucinations.


He saw the two demons coming closer to him, while the white angel sat pitifully behind him.


"Record." whispered Yuki to record the scene as usual.


Then he continued his orders to Hanson while extending a left hand to the man behind him, "Whip!" yuki's low voice sounded like a cruel demon from hell to Niro.


A moment of silence filled the dimly lit room that was large enough. Niro sees the most fearsome giant demon holding a chain whip approaching him. Niro could only look and cry in fear now.


Yuki asks for a chain whip from Hanson, the middle-aged man now only acts as an assistant executor. While Shiro just sat and watched them in the back.


The chain whip might not be the right word, the chain looked quite rough, as if thorns were growing on each iron chain.


Yuki flicked the whip with her wrist. The chain moved like a snake approaching Niro's body whose hands and feet were in chains like the letter 'X' on the prison wall.


Submerged cries rang out every iron chain that scratched and tore every inch of the prisoner's body. The prisoner's fresh blood flowed like a river and flooded the floor below. The smell of blood is strong now.


"Scalpel!"


Yuki got tired of her whip after a few minutes and asked for another item. He still likes that little scalpel. After throwing a knife several times he saw the prisoner as if he had reached his limit.


"Hanson, heal him!" yuki's orders were indifferent.


The young man immediately turned to look at his older brother Shiro, he forgot his older brother was sitting there watching him torture people. But her brother's stoic and cold eyes made Yuki turn her eyes back from Shiro and pull her scales from Niro. While Hanson gave the medicinal liquid made by his employer to Niro.


Shiro himself did feel sorry for Niro at first, but after seeing Yuki's torture, his gaze grew stoic and cold. The pity was slowly gone as well.


She was neither afraid nor horrified by Yuki's torture. Even the torture plans that Yuki had been telling as her bedtime story for Shiro were more cruel than she is now, of course it was due to the limited space and place in this dungeon. If Yuki wanted to do more, he would have already smashed the prisoner into flesh pox on the first day.


"How long are you going to torture him like this?" shiro asked his sister who was cleaning the scalpel knife solemnly beside him.


"Until I am satisfied maybe" she replied lightly, Yuki poured red wine into two glass glasses and sipped wine from one of the glasses.


"Continue whatever you want. I went upstairs to cook dinner." Shiro was feeling hungry now, he had not eaten since the morning.


"Aren't you afraid to see this torture?" Yuki underestimated her brother.


"This is not how much Yuki. I know it. You can be more ruthless than this."


Shiro smiled gently at his sister, more precisely he mocked Yuki for not being able to be free in this place. Upon seeing his sister's pawed face, Shiro laughed and climbed into the kitchen after picking up a wine glass from Yuki.


"Hanson, you have fresh ingredients right in the kitchen?"


Shiro immediately turned around after climbing the two steps to make sure Hanson still had some groceries in his kitchen.


"I always provide complete groceries for Miss and Master if at any time visiting." replied Hanson still with his hospitality and gentle smile.


"Alright, I'm waiting for you guys at 7 in the dining room" Shiro said firmly. She wants to eat together like she used to, when Shiro is only with Yuki and Hanson.


The cooking talent he has now is thanks to the teachings of his father and Hanson. Shiro then channeled his cooking talent to Yuki.


Shiro gracefully climbed the stairs without waiting for an answer from the two men. Another reason why Shiro wanted to leave immediately was because he did not want to dirty off the shoulder midi white dress he was wearing. It was one of her favorite midi dresses, so there was no way Shiro would let her get a splash of blood.