With occasional gasps due to the remnants of pain in her neck, Akane lay helpless on the floor.
"Akane-chan, that hurts, doesn't it? You don't want to feel it again, right? Then, be a good girl and don't fight back." While speaking, Tomaru stroked her neck, his fingers pressing on the choke marks, hinting that he could strangle her to death at any time.
"..."
Her body was still weak and lacked the strength to fight back. Akane released all shame, welcoming what would happen next with numbness and emptiness, and quietly contemplating how to drag the bastard to hell with her.
The moment Tomaru forced himself to perform oral, she would use the only weapon she had left—her teeth—to bite off the man's penis.
Tomaru misinterpreted her passivity as submission.
"Very good. If you had just obeyed from the start, you wouldn't have suffered so much. Anyway, I'm going to teach Akane-chan to experience a woman's pleasure."
Still grinning, his fingers moved to the buttons of Akane's nightgown. One by one, the buttons were undone, allowing the fabric to fall open and expose her shivering skin.
"Nghn..."
Her body trembled violently when she was forcibly stripped. Akane bit her lower lip until it nearly bled, swallowing all protests. She had to hold on until the right moment.
"Fweet~ your bra is so sexy, Akane-chan."
Tomaru's eyes gleamed with undisguised lust.
It was a dark blue lace bra with strong underwire and minimal padding, a design deliberately made to accentuate the shape of Akane's already full and beautiful breasts.
"That's not something a normal high school girl would wear. Could it be that you knew this would happen, so you intentionally prepared?"
Akane looked away, the old shame she tried to suppress resurfacing. She did wear this for someone, but not for the man in front of her.
"Hahahaha... I'm so happy." Tomaru's laughter grew wilder. He leaned in, his breath warm near Akane's ear. "Tonight, I'll make sure you conceive and give birth to a fat baby for me."
"Don't misunderstand! I did it for Azlan-kun!" Akane shot back angrily, unable to tolerate all the nonsense.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... What's so great about that boy who hasn't even grown hair yet? No matter how I look at it, I'm hundreds of times better than him." Tomaru spoke narcissistically while skillfully unfastening her bra.
Instantly, Akane's firm and plump breasts were freed, swaying gently before being fully exposed to the man. Her white skin contrasted with the warm air in the room.
Licking his lips, Tomaru praised. "Looks delicious~ Akane-chan, you rank top three among all the women I've slept with."
"Hmph!"
Akane snorted loudly, covering her shame and anger with indifference. Arguing with this bastard would only be a waste of energy.
"For starters, I'll massage your breasts so they can produce plenty of breast milk once you're pregnant."
Tomaru extended his large, rough hand, ready to grab the breast of the helpless girl he was pressing down.
(Azlan-kun... Save me...)
The desperate prayer flashed through her mind. The repeated emphasis on the word "pregnant" shattered Akane's mental defenses.
Even though she had devised a plan to castrate the bastard, what if Tomaru had anticipated it?
What if he, who claimed to be experienced, absolutely did not perform a blowjob? Tomaru himself said he was experienced. Then it was impossible for him never to have encountered similar resistance that Akane planned.
That was Akane's greatest fear. Not just being raped, but being defiled to the point of becoming pregnant.
Tomaru's hand was only 5 cm away from touching Akane's breast, but that distance would never be closed due to an unexpected event.
*BANG!*
A black shadow shot out from the bedroom. Azlan, who should have been in a deep sleep from the tranquilizer that could even paralyze an elephant in five minutes, now darted into the living room. His knee slammed hard into Tomaru's face, hitting him squarely from the front.
*BAM!*
Tomaru's body was thrown against the living room wall, leaving a clear crack mark. He was embedded there, groaning in pain.
"Azlan-kun!"
Despair was replaced by hope in Akane's eyes as soon as Azlan appeared. She tried to sit up, her body trembling.
"..."
Azlan looked down, seeing Akane's miserable condition, with her nightgown open, a red slap mark on her face, purple bruises on her neck, and urine wetting the floor beneath her. Even his calm self could not contain his surging anger.
He took a blanket from the sofa and gently covered Akane's trembling body. Then he turned to face Tomaru, who was crawling up with a bloody nose.
"SAWAGOE TOMARU! YOU BEAST!"
Azlan grabbed Tomaru's collar and dragged him outside. Both were greeted by the biting cold of the winter temperature.
In a panic, Tomaru immediately tried to deceive him.
"Wait! Wait, Kid! Listen to me! This is all a misunderstanding! It's not what it looks like! We—we did it based on mutual consent! Akane-chan is a masochist; she asked me to use violence on her!"
Tomaru saw Azlan looking at him in confusion. Afraid Azlan didn't know what a masochist was, he hurriedly explained.
"Masochist! It means a person likes to feel pain and be humiliated to get pleasure! I was just fulfilling her fantasy!"
"Enough! Do you think I'm an idiot? No one will believe your nonsense!" Azlan looked at him with disgust.
Standing on the edge of the skyscraper roof, Tomaru was hung by Azlan with just one hand, his body dangling below where Titans and zombies roamed.
Hanging over the building, Tomaru felt a shiver of fear that surpassed the winter cold. He immediately changed his arrogant demeanor to pathetic despair.
"I... I regret it! I truly am a sinner!" Tomaru wailed, tears and snot mixing on his bruised face. "I know I'm a bastard, but please, give me a chance! Give me a chance to repent and atone for my sins! I'll do anything you ask! Don't kill me!"
Azlan looked at him with a cold gaze. "It's meaningless. Sawagoe Tomaru, you regret it not because you feel guilty, but because you fear death."
"People only turn the wheel when the car is about to hit the wall, they only buy stocks when the price has already gone up, they only repent after being punished for their crimes... When everything has come to this point, it's too late for anything."
Seeing his persuasion fail, Tomaru changed his approach. His ego as a man accustomed to living above the law resurfaced slightly.
"E-even if I'm guilty, you have no right to judge me! Only the law, only the judiciary, can pass sentence on me! You're not a police officer or a judge! You'll be a murderer!"
Unfortunately, this argument did not affect Azlan at all. For him, the law was just a piece of paper that could be torn up at any time.
Didn't the occupying nation sign a ceasefire on paper under UN supervision? The result? They still attacked as if the ceasefire was nothing more than a joke in their eyes.
"The law?" Azlan repeated, his voice filled with sarcasm. "People in the modern world have a foolish confidence, believing no one will harm them."
"Indeed, the law maintains social stability. But if you meet someone who doesn't care about the law, it's just words on paper."
"And when you provoke someone like that... You are essentially lighting the fuse of a bomb. There is only one way to end it."
After saying those words, Azlan summoned Divine Dividing. Blue wings of light materialized from his back, and he flew, carrying Tomaru by gripping his collar.
"What do you want to do to me?" Tomaru shouted in panic.
Azlan was too lazy to answer. He flew low towards the crowd of Titans below, then, with a motion like throwing garbage, tossed Tomaru into a pile of snow.
Immediately, the surrounding Titans rushed to the location. They smelled human flesh.
"HELP! SAVE ME!"
Tomaru screamed in panic when he saw the Titans turn and start approaching.
He tried to run, but his feet sank into the snow. The Titans moved faster than he thought. The first one reached him in a few large strides.
The five-meter tall Titan grabbed Tomaru's leg.
"ARGHHHH!!!"
Tomaru felt the bones in his leg crush like chips, unimaginable pain shooting through his entire body. His scream was cut short when a second Titan grabbed his body.
The Titans fought over Tomaru. He felt every muscle, every tendon, and every piece of skin being pulled in different directions. His bones broke one by one. The terrifying, agonizing, and inevitable pain flooded his senses.
In his final suffering, Tomaru realized a horrifying truth: no one cared about his wealth, influence, or manipulative abilities in this world. At the end of his life, all that remained was pain and fear, just like his victims.
Tomaru's body was torn apart and eaten alive by the horde of ravenous creatures.
Azlan watched from above with a cold face, ensuring Tomaru was truly dead. Before finally flying back to the house on the rooftop.
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