Chapter 5: killing someone in rage
Haruka stood in the dim light of his villa, fingers tracing the cool glass of the window as evening shadows stretched across his Broly-like muscular frame. The whispered tales from his grandfather about their maternal ancestors being alien warriors with tails danced in his mind—stories he once brushed off as legends. Now, with his raw, uncontrollable strength surging like a storm inside him, Haruka pondered if he truly inherited the blood of Saiyan-like fighters, a mystery deepening within his soul.
Could I really be descended from Saiyan Broly himself? The thought both thrilled and unsettled him.
At Hachimitsu Academy, after a solitary month with no friends, fate pushed Haruka toward darkness. Wandering the school, faint cries and moans piqued his curiosity. He assumed students merely fooling around until he glimpsed a scene chillingly familiar—one from an adult anime and his dark memories.
Yui and Kou, childhood friends turned lovers, had their reckless passion exposed and exploited by the school's corrupt camera operator. Yui was blackmailed and trapped, slowly addicted to her tormentor's twisted control.
Haruka arrived too late to save Yui.
Nearby, he found Natsu—a naked, trembling girl, broken from the teacher's cruelty.
An uncontrollable surge of Amazonian rage, powered by his emerging "Broly blood," erupted.
His fists hammered the teacher mercilessly, crushing teeth and shattering bones. The teacher collapsed lifeless.
Haruka's hands trembled, horror washing over his face as he whispered, "I killed him." Gently, he took off his shirt and draped it around Natsu's shoulders.
Shock gave way quickly in Natsu's eyes, replaced by fierce determination. Years of abuse had nearly crushed her spirit—but the death of her oppressor reignited hope.
She grabbed a camera and violently struck the dead teacher's face, her voice steady but raw:
"Don't worry. I'll take responsibility for this. If only I were stronger… I wouldn't be trapped like this."
Haruka nodded, grounding himself.
"Go to the sports equipment room. Ask the baseball team for a large bag—I need it."
Nodding with resolve, Natsu dashed off and soon returned. Haruka carefully placed the body inside. He handed her sanitizer from the medical room and instructed:
"Clean every spot—floor, walls, corners. Leave no trace."
Together, they scrubbed until the room was spotless.
Haruka found a key on the floor, locked the door securely, and before leaving, gave a brief, ironic wave to the camera lens—the silent witness to many abuses.
As dusk fell, Haruka quietly comforted Natsu, a moment observed with jealousy by Akeno.
Approaching, Akeno forced a polite smile. "Who is she?"
"She's a friend," Haruka replied, protective.
Later, under cover of night during security shift changes and lights-out in dormitories, Haruka infiltrated the camera control room. With practiced skill, he smashed two CPUs until irreparable and seized the storage disks with the damning footage, escaping unnoticed.
The next day, sensational news spread: the school's camera system was sabotaged, and all data stolen. The cloud backup hadn't yet synced, preventing permanent loss.
Maria observed Haruka leaving but chose silence.
Outside, trembling, Natsu awaited. "Haruka-san, is it done?"
Haruka entered carrying heavy bags.
"Yes. But the problem isn't over."
Inside, Akeno waited impatiently.
"Why is she here?"
Haruka explained Natsu's ordeal.
Without hesitation, Akeno locked Natsu in a secure room, then hurried back.
"Should we kill her? What if she tells everything?"
Haruka remained calm:
"Not yet. I'll find a solution. For now, she can return home quietly. No one must know."
The Body Disposal Plan
Now facing the problem of disposing the body, Haruka devised a grim solution. He purchased a pig farm outside the city with ample land and facilities.
Under the cover of night, Haruka drove with Natsu and Akeno, carrying the heavy bag and camera.
At the farm, they used the farm's existing incineration pit and constructed a large pyre.
The body was burned thoroughly using controlled fire accompanied by accelerants over 24 hours until only ashes remained.
Ongoing Suspicion
Meanwhile, news circled that someone had smashed the school's camera PC and stole the storage disks.