The Psyche Diver Trilogy: Demon Hunters by Baku Yumemakura Page B
Authors: Baku Yumemakura
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thirst in his eyes. Only Iba maintained the same expression as before; he looked on impassively.
Biku watched the five of them from the shadow of the trees. It was immediately clear that they were the three men Gensai had spoken of. Easy enough to work out what had happened: the three men had stumbled across the two hikers while out searching for Hosuke Kumon. The couple’s downfall had been the fact that one of them happened to be female. Biku felt no particular desire to help. The rape had begun by the time he had arrived. Helping them now would not change that. Beside, there was no guarantee that he would be able to help. It would be careless to reveal himself before he had learned more about the three men. There was always the possibility that one of them concealed a gun. It was unlikely that they would kill the hikers. If the men went their own way after having their fun, that would be that.
The girl moaned. Biku could not tell whether it was from pain or whether her body had begun to respond to the man, letting out a moan of pleasure, but the moan signaled a sudden change in the status quo. Ishida noticed that Hiroshi had become preoccupied with watching; he seized the chance, knocking him backward. Hiroshi tumbled onto his back and the knife fell to the grass. Ishida grabbed it and charged at Hiroshi, screaming wildly.
Iba, who had remained still until now, burst into sudden motion. Ishida flew backward. Iba had used his legs to kick him into the air; it happened in an instant, the speed of his attack was breathtaking, revealing the man to have more experience than training alone. He had not appeared to put much strength into the kick, but it had been enough to knock a large man clear into the air. The man’s skill was impressive.
Ishida clutched his stomach as he vomited its contents. Hiroshi had got back up and slammed his foot down on Ishida’s back.
“Well that was fucking stupid.” Hiroshi’s eyes were stretched wide as he dug his boot tip into Ishida’s face. He looked like a crazed beast. Blood flowed red over Ishida’s face. “This is what happens when you spend your time doing nothing but chasing trapped...fucking...rabbits!” Hiroshi screamed, continuing to lay his boot into Ishida.
Yajima had cut short the rape to stand and watch. Only Iba’s stare remained cold, still fixed on Hiroshi and Ishida. Trapped rabbits. The words had piqued Biku’s attention. Now that sounds like Hosuke Kumon , he thought. He made his decision and drew himself up.
“I think that’s probably enough for today,” Biku suggested coolly as he strolled in toward the five of them.
Three
The Dark Man
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Five pairs of eyes turned to stare at Biku.
Hiroshi looked dumbfounded, foot still dug into Ishida’s stomach. Yajima’s cock hung half-erect having lost momentum. Emi Ono and her partner Ishida looked confused, unable to process the sudden turn of events. Iba’s expression remained largely unchanged; his only response had been to raise his eyebrows slightly. He assessed Biku with a razor-like gaze.
“Who the fuck are you?” Hiroshi said, twisting the edge of his lips. His tone contained an equal measure of puzzlement and threat.
“Just someone passing. I saw something a little unpleasant, so,” Biku answered, casually deflecting the question.
An obvious hesitation flashed across Hiroshi’s eyes. Biku’s choice of wording had been too understated. He had seen three rough looking men assaulting a couple of hikers, there was no other way to interpret it. They were far from any trails, so the chance of someone just passing by was almost nonexistent. This was not the city, where a scream might cause others to come and help. Yet this man had suddenly appeared claiming to have seen something a little unpleasant.
“Who are you?” Hiroshi spat the same question.
“Just a person out on a hike.”
“What do you want here?”
“To suggest that you leave it at that.” Hiroshi finally took notice of
Biku watched the five of them from the shadow of the trees. It was immediately clear that they were the three men Gensai had spoken of. Easy enough to work out what had happened: the three men had stumbled across the two hikers while out searching for Hosuke Kumon. The couple’s downfall had been the fact that one of them happened to be female. Biku felt no particular desire to help. The rape had begun by the time he had arrived. Helping them now would not change that. Beside, there was no guarantee that he would be able to help. It would be careless to reveal himself before he had learned more about the three men. There was always the possibility that one of them concealed a gun. It was unlikely that they would kill the hikers. If the men went their own way after having their fun, that would be that.
The girl moaned. Biku could not tell whether it was from pain or whether her body had begun to respond to the man, letting out a moan of pleasure, but the moan signaled a sudden change in the status quo. Ishida noticed that Hiroshi had become preoccupied with watching; he seized the chance, knocking him backward. Hiroshi tumbled onto his back and the knife fell to the grass. Ishida grabbed it and charged at Hiroshi, screaming wildly.
Iba, who had remained still until now, burst into sudden motion. Ishida flew backward. Iba had used his legs to kick him into the air; it happened in an instant, the speed of his attack was breathtaking, revealing the man to have more experience than training alone. He had not appeared to put much strength into the kick, but it had been enough to knock a large man clear into the air. The man’s skill was impressive.
Ishida clutched his stomach as he vomited its contents. Hiroshi had got back up and slammed his foot down on Ishida’s back.
“Well that was fucking stupid.” Hiroshi’s eyes were stretched wide as he dug his boot tip into Ishida’s face. He looked like a crazed beast. Blood flowed red over Ishida’s face. “This is what happens when you spend your time doing nothing but chasing trapped...fucking...rabbits!” Hiroshi screamed, continuing to lay his boot into Ishida.
Yajima had cut short the rape to stand and watch. Only Iba’s stare remained cold, still fixed on Hiroshi and Ishida. Trapped rabbits. The words had piqued Biku’s attention. Now that sounds like Hosuke Kumon , he thought. He made his decision and drew himself up.
“I think that’s probably enough for today,” Biku suggested coolly as he strolled in toward the five of them.
Three
The Dark Man
1
Five pairs of eyes turned to stare at Biku.
Hiroshi looked dumbfounded, foot still dug into Ishida’s stomach. Yajima’s cock hung half-erect having lost momentum. Emi Ono and her partner Ishida looked confused, unable to process the sudden turn of events. Iba’s expression remained largely unchanged; his only response had been to raise his eyebrows slightly. He assessed Biku with a razor-like gaze.
“Who the fuck are you?” Hiroshi said, twisting the edge of his lips. His tone contained an equal measure of puzzlement and threat.
“Just someone passing. I saw something a little unpleasant, so,” Biku answered, casually deflecting the question.
An obvious hesitation flashed across Hiroshi’s eyes. Biku’s choice of wording had been too understated. He had seen three rough looking men assaulting a couple of hikers, there was no other way to interpret it. They were far from any trails, so the chance of someone just passing by was almost nonexistent. This was not the city, where a scream might cause others to come and help. Yet this man had suddenly appeared claiming to have seen something a little unpleasant.
“Who are you?” Hiroshi spat the same question.
“Just a person out on a hike.”
“What do you want here?”
“To suggest that you leave it at that.” Hiroshi finally took notice of
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