Battle Royale

Mitsuko quickly looked back at Tadakatsu. She said a little emphatically, "I'm in the same boat too. I don't want to die. But if you don't trust me, then we'll never be able to cooperate and find a way to save ourselves."

"Uh, well..." Tadakatsu nodded as if relenting. "Well...I know that but..."

Mitsuko smiled warmly. She looked into her opponent's eyes and her well-formed, red lips smiled....It was different from the one she wore during her somewhat idyllic conversation with Yuichiro. This one was Mitsuko Souma's special fallen angel's smile. Tadakatsu's eyes were glazed, seduced.

"Hey, Tadakatsu," she continued as she returned to her terrified-girl face. This constant switch between expressions, the virgin and the whore, day and night. Wow. Sounds like a movie title.

"Wh-what?"

"I know I keep on saying this, but I'm just so scared."

"U-uh huh."

"So..." She looked at him directly again.

"So?"

Any trace of antagonism and suspicion was now gone from Tadakatsu's voice and face.

Mitsuko tilted her head slightly and asked, "Can we talk a little?"

"...talk?" He knit his brows. "Aren't we doing that right now?.. "

Mitsuko hissed, "Don't be stupid. Do I have to spell it out?" Her eyes glued on Tadakatsu, she pointed her chin at Yuichiro. "Not here, okay? I want to talk to you, but not with Yuichiro here."

His mouth slightly open, Tadakatsu gazed over at Yuichiro...and then looked back at Mitsuko.

"Okay?" Mitsuko said. She got up, looked around, and decided the thicket behind Tadakatsu would be best. She walked over to Tadakatsu, tilted her head slightly, and then proceeded forward. She wasn't sure whether he would take the bait...but then after a while she could tell he was nibbling.

Mitsuko stopped approximately twenty meters away from where Yuichiro slept. Just like the previous area, it was a small opening surrounded by bushes.

When she turned around, Tadakatsu appeared, wading through the thicket. His eyes were glazed. But maybe it was subconscious....He still kept a tight grip on his gun.

Mitsuko immediately pulled down the side zipper of her skirt. Her pleated skirt fell to the ground, exposing her thighs in the dull morning light. She could tell he was holding his breath.

Then she removed her scarf and undressed. Unlike the other girls she'd never be so square as to wear an undershirt, so she only had her underwear on now. Oh right, she had to take off her shoes. After she took them off, she stared at Tadakatsu with her fallen angel's smile.

"M-Mitsuko..." Tadakatsu barely managed to utter. Mitsuko decided to make sure. "I'm so scared, Tadakatsu. So..."

Tadakatsu awkwardly approached Mitsuko. Mitsuko looked down at his right hand, pretending to suddenly notice the gun, and said, "Put that thing somewhere else."

Tadakatsu lifted his hand, as if he suddenly became aware of its existence, and gazed at it. Then he put it down, away from them.

He approached her again.

Mitsuko gave a nice smile, spread out her arms, and wrapped her hands around his neck. His body trembled but the moment Mitsuko offered her lips, he immediately began sucking on them. Mitsuko received him by breathing heavily.

After a while their lips separated.

Mitsuko looked up at Tadakatsu's eyes and said, "This is your first time, huh?"

"So what?" Tadakatsu said, his voice trembling.

They fell down on the grass, Mitsuko underneath.

Tadakatsu immediately went for her breasts.

You idiot, you're supposed to make out for a while before you do that, Mitsuko thought. Instead she moaned, "Ahh..." Tadakatsu's rough hands slipped off her bra and clutched at her well-endowed breasts, now exposed. Then his face went down there.

"Ahh...ahh..."

She continued pretending to be turned on (in exaggerated porn-video style), but meanwhile her right hand was reaching down to her panties...

Her fingertips touched a hard, thin object.

Gang girls probably didn't use such cheap, clunky weapons anymore. But it'd been Mitsuko's weapon of choice for a long time now. The most useful weapon right now for her was in fact something she could hide in her panties.

Tadakatsu was preoccupied with kissing Mitsuko's breasts. His left hand reached between her legs. Mitsuko then let out a moan...but Tadakatsu's eyes were concentrating on her breasts. His scalp was exposed.

Mitsuko slowly moved her right hand near his neck.

Sorry, Tadakatsu. But at least you get to go out with a nice memory, so you can forgive me, right? Too bad we won't go all the way, though.

Mitsuko's right ring finger gently touched Tadakatsu's neck. The object was between her index and middle finger.

Kaw kaw, a bird cried, unfortunately, to her right.

Tadakatsu raised his head reflexively and glanced over in that direction.

It was only the sound of a bird crying. What really made Tadakatsu's eyes open wide was of course...

...the razor blade in Mitsuko's hand right in front of his face.

Damn it!

How bad can my timing be, the thought sort of crossed her mind, but Mitsuko didn't care as she automatically swung the blade.