I've seen your kind before and I know exactly what you want

In a rundown bowling alley Bonten's executives listened to the young man's cries, "I just never thought she would actually ever cheat on me."

"Ew." Rindou couldn't help himself.

Kakucho elbowed him in his side. "Just explain to all of us the full story. Everyone has been debriefed on what we're doing here tonight but it was just that, brief."

The young man was one of Kokonoi's men, a Bonten member in charge of collecting payments from specific businesses and gangs that needed assistance or protection. He dried his eyes on his sleeves and started his story, "My wife and I, we're high school sweethearts. We've been together since we were fourteen. Eight years man, eight years. We got married as soon as we turned eighteen. We were so in love. She's the only woman I've ever been with.", Ran snickered into his hand earning an elbow from Akashi. "I gave my whole fucking life to her and she's cheating on me. With a yakuza boss. Not one that we have on our payroll either, oh no he's been starting problems with us starting six months ago. And for the last three months he's been....he's been fucking my wife!" The young man punched down on the metal seat next to him. "She tapped into my burner phone. I'm sure he taught her how to do it. She's been tracking my location when I make deliveries but also reading my texts, diggin up dirt. She tells him everything. I've known now for about a month, Mr. Kokonoi told me to keep track of it, get more evidence against her. She tells him everything and then he hits the places I pick up from. She's betrayed me. She's betrayed Bonten." The man's voice was calm but his fists shook from the pressure he was applying squeezing them together.

"So which one of them do you want to kill?" Haruchiyo spoke up trying to balance one of his knives on his finger, "your cheating whore of a wife or the dude that's been screwing her?"

"I'll never touch her again. Not even like that. I want to kill him."

Sanzu threw the knife up and caught it hilt, "Alright then you get that bitch over here. I'll take it from there." his excited voice quickly turned cold and he pointed the blade towards the man, "Now if you do anything to get in my way of serving justice here tonight, I'll fucking kill you too."

Before arriving at the bowling alley Haruchiyo knew that he would be executing a traitor tonight. However he was doped up. Y/n had called him that afternoon to tell him she would be coming over tonight but late. Her and Senju were going out with friends from school to celebrate exams being over, then the girls would be going to the Bonten home to spend the weekend. That sick feeling was brewing inside of him, his doubts and insecurities. So he ate them up, ate up and buried all the pain under a couple Xanax and a lot more pain meds. The only way to not feel his pain was to not feel anything at all. He was groggy and slow, could barely open his eyes so when Rindou and Ran told him what their night consisted of he snorted a shit ton of party powder. On top of the cocktail already swimming in his system he added coke and MDMA to the mix.

He was absolutely fucked up.

That's all it takes? A guy with some more power, some more money, maybe better in bed, maybe smarter and nicer, someone who doesn't embarrass you in front of your friends, someone who remembers the night before, someone who makes love to you before they pass out shitfaced. Is that all it takes to make a woman ruin a marriage? Does it justify it? Nah, you say you love someone, you promise them your life and then you just hop on the next best dick? Fuck you bitch.

The man had called his wife and she showed up to the remote location completely trusting of her husband. When she arrived to the broken-down forgotten lanes and saw her husband amongst the Bonten executives she knew she had been found out. She tried to run but to no avail, she was tied up and bound to one of the metal chairs available. Her cries were hysteric until Sanzu slapped her across the face. She froze, "Now," he said shaking her cell phone in the air, "you're going to call your boyfriend and tell him to meet you here. Tell him you have a sexy surprise for him or tell him you have important intel on Bonten that can't be shared over the phone, either way tell him its urgent. And you tell him to come here alone." he pulled her hair back in a hard yank so she was facing up at him, with his other hand still holding the cellphone he brought his filleting knife to her face, "No funny business, okay? You give him any sort of clue on what he's walking in on and I'll skin you. I'll rip off this pretty face of yours, and cut out your tongue, but keep you alive. Have your boy toy find you like that." Her eyes went wide, "No, no, no, no. I'll do it, I'll do it." And she did.

The yakuza boss walked into the alley way alone to see his girlfriend, bound, gagged, and bleeding. Sanzu had spent the time after her phone call until the boss showed up seeing how many cuts he could make on her body in the meantime. One hundred and forty-three cuts.

Her husband had thrown up twice, but did not interfere once.

While Ran and Rindou secured the boss, tying him up and taking his cell phone away; Sanzu took a break from his carving to have another line.

He handed his knife to the young heartbroken husband and pointed to the man that had been fucking his wife. The guy was lying on one of the bowling lanes, face up. "Here you go man, have your revenge."

Haruchiyo sat across from the wife, staring. Thinking about all the reasons a woman would cheat on a man, all the reasons a woman would leave a relationship forever.

The more he thought the more she morphed. Her body, her face, her hair, her eyes. She turned into Y/n and then he'd blink and she'd be back to normal. It kept happening over and over with each blink until he had no sense of reality. In his drugged out, disillusioned mind Y/n was the reason they were there tonight. Y/n had cheated on me. Betrayed me. Betrayed Bonten. This is her fault.

This was his reality and so all the emotions that came with that reality hit him, and they hit hard. Rage, he felt that first, unadulterated rage to disguise his anxiousness, disappointment, and hatred in himself. All the secrets of his habits he's been hiding were nothing compared to her cheating. So he felt rage, and he took out his gun and unloaded it.

One.

Two.

Three. Four.

Five. Six. Seven.

Shooting eight times into the woman's body. She jerked with each shot and then rested, completely still. Then Sanzu curled over, throwing up whatever was left in his stomach and all its bile. His pale face looked up bug eyed as he wiped his mouth; it was no longer Y/n in that chair but the cheating wife instead. They might as well be the same fucking person.

Bonten left it to the husband to bring the bodies to the dock to dispose of them. They had done their part to help, but it was his mess to clean up.

"That was serious overkill Sanzu." Kakucho spoke from the front seat of the moving van.

"Fuck off Scarface."

and he snorted some more party powder off of his finger. Rubbing the same finger's pad over his gums. His mind still racing. Over and over again in his head he imagined Y/n sneaking off to some dorm room or bathroom stall with some future lawyer hotshot. Some all-around clean-cut nice guy, someone the exact opposite of him. Like a porno film he saw her fucking another guy and loving it, making all the same faces she made for him, moaning the same praise, then coming home to fall asleep next to him after telling a lie like, 'I love you'.

I'm going to end this before she ruins me. Takeomi had some fucking nerve, 'You'll ruin her' bullshit man she'll ruin me she'll destroy me she'll leave me. So I'm fucking leaving first.

The Bonten men were settled in the kitchen of their home, going over plans for the next week, numbers for the next day. Sanzu was washing blood off his hands in the sink. His hands were clean but every time he looked at them they were covered in blood. The front door opened and he heard the laughter of Senju and Y/n. "Hellooooo." Senju called out giggling from the entrance room. "Hellooooo!" Haruchiyo replied his voice dripping sweetness. He dried his hands on a paper towel and walked through the double doors out of the kitchen.

He locked eyes with Y/n and now with his voice dripping venom asked, "You have a good time tonight you fucking slut?"