Chapter 8

Ayame tried not to look at the man on top of her who was constantly thrusting in and out of her pussy.

Ayame was a woman with a face that many considered beautiful, black hair, and blue eyes. The man, who was fucking Ayame's pussy desperately, continued to insert his small dick into Ayame's pussy, breathlessly.

"Ha ha ha Ayame-Chan! Ayame-Chan! You're so tight!" Ayame wrapped her legs around his waist. Shin, pressed Ayame's back against the hard surface of the table. The table shook loudly with each thrust of the man.

Ayame looked at the man above her with disgust. The man was a family man who ran a restaurant. His name was Shin. Shin, usually known for his kindness and gentleness, fucking Ayame's pussy with animality and desperation.

Shin's tight grip caused bruises on Ayame's body. Shin moaned and kissed Ayame's lips. Ayame instinctively pulled back, but Shin's foul breath passed her lips and into her mouth.

The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room. Ayame let out small moans from her mouth.

"You're better than my wife, Ayame-Chan!" What Shin said had no effect on Ayame. She was used to such derogatory remarks by now.

Words like whore, whore, bitch, etc. were commonplace. For Ayame, having sex with or satisfying men with different fetishes every day; Things were now affordable for Ayame.

Fucking on Ayame's feet, fucking her anal hole, forcing Ayame to have group sex, drinking the urine of disgusting men and women. These were the abominations Ayame had seen on the dark side of the world.

But the only thing that kept Ayame alive were the 5 children she saw as her own. These children were Ayame's reason for living. All of these children were abandoned children with bad backgrounds.

They were children abandoned by their families, begging on the streets and feeding on leftovers from restaurants. Ayame provided a home for all of them. But she had to give up her virginity and her future to earn a living.

Life is truly cruel. The world is not a hetopia full of goodness, it is just another Hell.

After 20 minutes, Shin pulled his dick out of Ayame's pussy and stroked his dick furiously. Shin grabbed Ayame and lifted her off the table. He made her kneel in front of him.

"Ayame-Chan! Ayame-Chan! I'm coming, Ayame-Chan! Look at me! Ha ha..." When the man's cock was 2 inches away from Ayame, the man stroked his dick furiously. Ayame's cold but beautiful mature face was facing the man's cock. "I want to dirty your beautiful face with my sperm, Ayame-Chan!"

The man grabbed Ayame's hair and started rubbing his dick on Ayame's face. The man's cock rubbed against Ayame's cheeks.

"Ooohh...!" Shin's sperm hit Ayame's hair and forehead. Ayame's eyes closed instinctively. Shin was out of breath and put his clothes back on.

After 2 minutes, Ayame adjusted her Kimono and washed her face. After leaving the store's kitchen, Shin handed Ayame money.

"Shin-San, This money is not as much as you promised me." Ayame questioned politely. Shin, on the other hand, kept a smile on his face but his eyes looked at Ayame with disdain. One of Shin's hands reached out to caress Ayame's breasts.

Even though Ayame was disgusted by this, she didn't mind when Shin squeezed her breasts. "Ayame-Chan, I don't have much money on me right now. Come back tomorrow at noon."

Ayame cursed under her breath. Shin's wife was always at the Restaurant during the day. This made it impossible for Ayame to get money from Shin.

Ayame tried to keep a gentle smile on her face. "Don't worry, I'll take it that way for the day."

"Thank you, Ayame-Chan. You're a good whore." Shin stopped groping Ayame's breasts and sent Ayame to the door.

Ayame didn't say anything and started to go home.

******

"Onee-Sama! You're finally here." At around 5 o'clock in the morning, Ayame entered her house. Gojo Satoru, a white-haired boy who appeared to be around 10 years old, with blue eyes as bright as jewels, looked like his older sister, and called out to Ayame cheerfully.

"Satoru, why aren't you asleep yet? I told you to sleep." Satoru scratched his head and looked away. His cheeks were a little red. "I was worried about you, Onee-Sama."

Ayame pinched Satoru's cheeks. "You are so sweet!"

Satoru immediately pulled himself away from Ayame's grasp. "I'm not cute, I'm handsome!"

"Haha yes, you are a handsome man." Ayame brightened at Satoru's expression and Ayame's smile.

Satoru had known for a while that Ayame came home late and had bruises on her body. Even if Ayame's face was smiling, her eyes were always wandering into the distance. Satoru had gone to great lengths to help Ayame, his mistake's first love.

All he could do right now was make Ayame happy. "Thank you, Satoru."

Ayame gently kissed Satoru on the cheek. Satoru just smiled.

Then, as it was 9 o'clock, the sun appeared and illuminated all of Edo.

After Ayame woke up the other children, they had dinner as a family. Their home was an orphanage founded by a former priest. But when the priest died, this place was left abandoned. Finally, Ayame took charge of this orphanage.

"Ayame-San, Yoriichi-San has arrived." Ayame's eyes lit up as soon as she heard Yoriichi coming. Satoru sighed when he saw this and glared angrily at Yoriichi who entered.

(1st Person point of view)

As soon as I entered the dirty orphanage, I felt two feelings towards me. The boy who looked at me with jealousy and anger looked like Gojo Satoru, a Jujustu Kaisen character from an anime in my old world, and named Ayame, who looked at me with secret love.

I looked with amusement at the boy who looked like Gojo Satoru and inherited his name. Was he a child reincarnated as Satoru? Or the reincarnation of Satoru?

"Welcome, Yoriichi-San. Here you go, come and join us for dinner." My thoughts were distracted by Ayumi calling out to me. I looked at her with a smile that would impress any woman. She blushed and looked away.

But the smell of sperm coming from the woman's body almost made me wince. I was going to torture this woman in a special way.

The reason I haven't killed Ayame yet is because she's still living happily despite almost committing suicide. This disgusts me. I want to tear apart the woman's emotions.

For the last week, being around Ayame disgusted me. It was always full of sperm and other male scents.

"Yoriichi-San, will you buy us gifts again?" A girl named Mikoto asked. She had short black hair and an ordinary appearance. She looked at me shyly.

The people Ayame adopted were 5 people. 2 girls and 3 boys.

While Satoru was the eldest boy, Mikoto was 9 years old and the oldest of the girls. Then the other girl was Rina. Rina was now 7 years old, but due to her illness, her life would end at the age of 8. The deceased doctor, Takeshi, had the cure for his disease, but his sudden death left Ayame and her family in despair.

Then after Satoru was Yoru, an 8-year-old boy with short brown hair and eyes. His father was Russian and his mother was Japanese. He was adopted by Ayame at the age of 3 after his father died suddenly and his mother abandoned him.

The youngest child was a 6-year-old boy. He was a cute boy with blonde hair and yellow eyes. Because of his appearance, he was sometimes mistaken for a woman. His name was Kojiro.

"I'm sorry, I didn't buy you a gift today. But I promise, I have a surprise for you in the evening." A smile came to the faces of all the children except Satoru. Ayame's gaze turned to Yoriichi and her eyes grew a little sad. 'Would a person like Yoriichi-San love a dirty woman like me?'

Satoru looked at me, still angry. There was suspicion and anger towards me in the boy's eyes. This amused me. He was probably in love with Ayame.

Then, after saying goodbye to Ayame, I looked for a product. One win. I looked for a big cauldron big enough for 4 children to fit into.

When I couldn't find it, I stole a cauldron from a restaurant run by a man named Shin. Then the sun quickly set and the moon appeared in the sky. I carried Cauldron with me and sneaked into the Orphanage run by Ayame.

The orphanage did not have a large hall because it was small, but it was enough for me. After filling the boiler with water, I put a tube underneath it. Then, 1 hour later, the water in the cauldron boiled.

"You-Yoriichi-San? What are you doing here?" Ayame wiped the sleep from her eyes and looked at me in surprise. I wanted to mock Ayame when I saw that there wasn't an ounce of doubt in her eyes, but I restrained myself.

Satoru, standing next to Ayame, looked at me nervously. He held Ayame's Kimono. "Onee-Sama, stop. Don't go."

Ayame looked at Satoru with some surprise. But before I realized what was happening, I knocked them both unconscious.

(After 30 min)

I tied Ayame and Satoru to chairs and held the trembling children next to the cauldron. Ayame was the first to wake up. Surprised, he tried to escape from the ropes, but it didn't work. "Yoriichi-San, please tell me this is a joke?!"

I giggled slightly. "Unfortunately it's no joke, Ayame-Chan."

After a while, Satoru also appears. He looked at me angrily. "Bastard, what have you done to us!"

"Let's calm down now, Satoru-Kun. I congratulate you for being the only smart kid in this Orphanage. You were the only one who didn't trust me." Ayame didn't understand what I said and looked at me with a look of desperation on her face. "What are you trying to say, Yoriichi-San? Please get us out of here?"

"Shut up, Bitch." Ayame was immediately startled and couldn't hold back her tears. Satoru looked at me angrily. "Don't hurt Ayame!"

I looked at Satoru with slight anger. Who did this brat think the master was here? But when I thought about what I would do, I smiled slightly. "Now watch me closely and memorize what I do."

Before Satoru and Ayame even realized what was happening, I opened the lid of the Cauldron and grabbed Rina, one of the children next to me, pale with fear, by the neck and plunged her into the boiling water.

Rina let out a blood-curdling scream. As his little body was boiling with boiling water, his scream echoed throughout the Orphanage. "Rina!! Stop! Please! Bastard!"

Without listening to Ayame and Satoru's screams, I slowly threw the children into the boiling water, one by one, with a sadistic smile. While the children were trying to get out of the cauldron, I closed the cauldron's lid.

Screams echoed from within the Cauldron, then half a second later the screams fell silent and a deathly silence enveloped the Orphanage.

"This-Can't be... Kojiro, Rina, Mikoto, Yoru... Ha-" Satoru's eyes widened as Ayame cried. His blue eyes remained fixed on the cauldron and his mind was filled with only the screams of his siblings.

I slowly walked towards Satoru. But unexpectedly, instead of being afraid, Satoru glared at me with anger. He screamed like crazy, trying to get off the chair. "I'll kill you! Bastard! I swear! I'll kill you!"

I grabbed Satoru's chin hard. Ayame's eyes looked at me with concern and fear. "Please! Kill me, but let Satoru live! Please! I'm begging you!"

I giggled slightly. "Do you think I care about your life? No, all I want is for the last shred of life in your eyes to disappear."

Ayame's eyes widened in horror. Shee looked at me with fear, her eyes swollen from crying.

I looked into Satoru's bright blue eyes. It was truly impressive. He was still trying to get away from me. "You have beautiful eyes. I'll take these."

Before Satoru knew what was happening, I stuck my thumbs into his eyes. Satoru's scream echoed throughout the orphanage.

My thumbs pushed Satoru's eyes further into his skull. Finally, I got inside his skull and reached his brain. I removed my thumbs from Satoru's eyes and looked into his empty eye sockets. Then I smiled.

Ayame's eyes were filled with terror, shock, fear, and deep betrayal. Before I knew what was happening, Satoru, I smashed his jaw so he couldn't scream any more.

"Tsk! I couldn't take your eyes off." I said with mock disappointment. Then I stuck two thumbs into Satoru's forehead. After my fingers entered his forehead, I opened Satoru's brain.

Satoru's head fell open and his brain fell backwards. Then I removed the eyes, which were completely dirty with blood, from inside Satoru's skull.

I grabbed Satoru's forehead, which was already separated in a straight line, from 2 sides and with pure brute force, I split Satoru in half.

Satoru's blood hit me and Ayame. I broke the rope and Satoru's bisected body fell out. His kidneys, heart, brain and bones were left in a pool of blood.

Ayame was so scared and filled with despair that she couldn't even speak. Her eyes gradually lost their spark of life.

I tried to talk to Ayame, but with the disappearance of emotions in her eyes, she became cold from life. I giggled when I saw this. I turned to leave. "See you around, Ayame-Chan."

Then, I left behind a Satoru who was split into two, 4 children who burned to death in boiling water, and a woman who had lost all her light of life.

******

Tomorrow's morning, all of Edo woke up with terrible news. A woman possessed by evil spirits burned 4 children alive in boiling water and cut one child into two pieces.

It has been confirmed that Nakamura Ayame, who committed all the atrocities, committed suicide.