Type-Moon Assassination Fist 112
by TINY FAN FICTIONType-Moon Assassination Fist 112
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 112 Dangerous Woman?
April 1st.
New student orientation at Homunhara Academy.
In the Auditorium, a freshman is speaking on stage. A large crowd of students fills the audience area.
Kuzuki sits stiffly in the teacher’s row behind him.
The long, dry period drags on until it’s finally time for the principal to give a closing speech.
After the meeting ends, Kuzuki originally planned to return to his classroom. However, as he passes by the school garden, he happens upon a few familiar figures.
Ryuudou Issei, Emiya Shirou, and Ayako Mitsuzuri are chatting and laughing together. Between them stands Matou Sakura, who Kuzuki has seen before.
In front of the four of them, Fujimura Taiga is fiddling with a tripod-mounted camera, apparently preparing to take a group photo.
When Kuzuki walks by, he was planning to leave. However, Ryuudou Issei calls him over.
“Teacher Kuzuki, come on! Let’s have a commemorative photo for the start of school,” Ryuudou Issei waves at Kuzuki.
“This is just a personal group photo; won’t that bother you?” Kuzuki stops in his tracks.
Except for Matou Sakura, all the others are people he knows well. There’s no objection to taking the photo.
Fujimura Taiga waves at Kuzuki, indicating for him to stand in front of the camera. With a playful smile, he says, “Hurry up! I’ve set the timer.”
“Step into the middle.”
“Smile~”
Click…
The sound of the shutter echoes.
Under the cherry blossom tree, six individuals’ moments are frozen in time.
From left to right: Ryuudou Issei, Emiya Shirou, Fujimura Taiga, Matou Sakura, Kuzuki Souichirou, and Ayako Mitsuzuri.
After taking photos, Ryuudou Issei drags Emiya Shirou to help with Student Council stuff, while Ayako Mitsuzuri brings Matou Sakura, the new freshman, for a tour of the school.
Kuzuki and Fujimura Taiga are fine; they head off together to the Teacher’s Office.
Time flies by pretty quickly when you’re busy.
As the freshman orientation event wraps up, Kuzuki’s workload at the Academy starts getting heavier.
Besides the two second-year classes, there’s also a first-year class that needs a teacher.
During the day, he doesn’t have much time for cultivation. He only has enough time in the evening at the Assassination Book Space.
In the two weeks after school starts, Kuzuki uses up all his Assassination Points and still hasn’t completed any Ordeal.
Among them, the Heavenly Frost Fist (from Feng Yun) Trial Space is where Xiong Ba appears.
Kuzuki has fought him multiple times, always getting killed, but his chances of winning are increasing. He just needs a few more fights to be confident he can beat Xiong Ba.
But at this critical moment, all his Assassination Points are used up.
This makes Kuzuki a bit uneasy; he plans to get some Assassination Points to complete the Ordeal.
To obtain Assassination Points.
There are only three ways: completing [Dark Flower (Secret Mission)], going through [Ordeal], or killing Life.
The first two options are now unavailable, so Kuzuki plans to use the third method to get some Assassination Points.
One day after school, instead of returning to Ryūdō Temple as usual, Kuzuki crosses Miyagawa Bridge and heads to Xindu.
The colorful neon lights make Xindu a city that never sleeps.
But that’s just the surface; in the shadows where the lights don’t reach, some evil is taking place.
Kuzuki transforms into a ghost and roams through the streets and alleys.
Red light district.
A fat, bald man with a belly, holding a beautiful woman, laughs obscenely as he walks into a dark corner of the city.
A man is roughly groping a woman’s hand as he moves it up and down, his mouth filled with alcohol fumes. He keeps going toward the innermost corner of the room before he suddenly reaches out to unzip her dress.
“Don’t be here,” the woman says, trying to refuse but giving in a bit.
The bald guy laughs playfully and says, “Baby, I couldn’t hold back anymore. Let’s do it right here; no one will come.”
The woman giggles softly and dodges his groping hand, running toward the deeper corner of the room.
The bald guy, out of breath, lifts her half-unzipped dress and calls out, “Baby, don’t run away!”
He follows her as she disappears into the darkness.
A moment of silence passes.
Deep in the corner, a strange sound suddenly echoes.
It sounds like a water balloon filled with water has been pierced and is squirting water out, or like squeezing an empty bottle of condensed milk through its nipple.
In the background, there are occasional swallowing sounds, but no clapping sounds.
A short while later, a woman wearing high heels and twisting her tiny waist appears from the corner. The bald guy is nowhere to be seen.
She reaches the street, opens her bag, and reapplies some lipstick.
She keeps looking around for her target.
A young man with a cold expression walks toward her along the street.
He has striking eyes, is tall, strong, and slightly icy in demeanor.
The woman lights up when she sees him and approaches him eagerly.
“He’s a healthy, top-tier guy. I can’t let that go.”
“Hey, handsome, want to play?”
Kuzuki stops in his tracks and looks at the woman who suddenly approached him.
Her long, wavy crimson hair complements her refined features. She’s wearing a black, form-fitting crop top that accentuates her figure. A thin skirt drapes over her hips, revealing a curvaceous waistline.
As she speaks, she intentionally leans forward, exposing her smooth, supple thighs, which are an alluring sight to behold.
Don’t say that. That’s one of Japan’s features, the warm intercourse culture.
Just a level of appearance, somewhat rare.
Kuzuki didn’t care about her; he continued walking straight ahead.
The woman didn’t give up, turned around, and stood in front of Kuzuki, revealing a pitiful expression. She said: “Handsome guy, play with me? It’s not expensive, just five thousand yen. Any pose is fine.”
She moved closer to him, and he was overwhelmed by the mixed scent of perfume.
Kuzuki sniffed at his nose and stopped in his tracks.
“Where are you going?”
The woman smiled confidently and said: “Come with me. It’s just a short walk away.”
She gently climbed onto Kuzuki’s arm, leading him into an alley.
“Are you here?” Kuzuki stopped in his tracks.
“This is more exciting. Besides, no one will see us.” Her body was almost completely pressed against his.
Kuzuki suddenly said: “Your body feels cold. Why is that?”
The woman froze and slightly pulled away, saying: “I’ve been standing outside for a long time, and the wind made me really cold. That’s why I wanted you to warm me up.”
A red light flashed in her eyes as she moved her lips close to Kuzuki’s ear. She said: “Hurry up and follow me inside. You must want to have sex with me.”
Her words seemed to have a comforting mana, making people involuntarily want to believe her.
Kuzuki made a sound of acknowledgment but didn’t move his feet.
The woman frowned and repeated what she had said before. However, Kuzuki remained still.
This time, the woman felt something was off. In front of her, this guy wasn’t here to have fun.
Kuzuki suddenly pointed into the dark depths of the alley and asked: “Is there a corpse inside? Did you kill someone?”
The woman stepped back, her face slightly pale. She said: “What are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
Kuzuki turned around, facing the woman directly. “Your body has a blood scent, which is the same as the scent on that corpse inside.”
“Well, I was planning to play with you, but this got discovered too quickly. You’re like a dog-nosed person?” The woman suddenly turned cold-faced and stopped talking.
She licked her lips, revealing a dangerous smile, with red light glowing in her pupils.
“Don’t move, stay still.”
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