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to follow. I could already see Katsuya’s door, and I couldn’t drag her away by force up here.
She stood in front of the intercom for #402. I stood by the edge of the doorframe. She took a deep breath and pressed the button.
“Yeah?” A gravelly voice.
“It’s me.” Hers was stiff.
Before long came the click of the door being unlocked. As soon as it flew wide open I took a step inside and swung down my monkey wrench.
Katsuya flinched his head reflexively, but it was pointless. I had aimed for his shoulder. His left clavicle smashed, he dropped rear-first to the floor unable even to scream. I kicked, catching his jaw on the tip of my shoe. Katsuya’s body slid across the flooring towards the interior.
I followed, not bothering to remove my shoes. He was groaning, his face contorted in pain, his clenched teeth stained red with blood. I tossed my coat onto the floor and turned back towards the door.
Junko, dumbfounded, stood frozen in the doorframe.
“Satisfied? Now leave,” I said.
Without speaking she stepped inside and closed the door.
I turned my gaze on Katsuya again just as he was getting back up. He fled farther into the apartment. I went after him. He grabbed a metal baseball bat leaning against the side of his bed, pivoted and pointed the head towards me. He was breathing hard, barely able tostand. His left shoulder drooped far lower than his right, and his left arm dangled.
“Fuck off, asshole! Is your brain rotten?!” Katsuya yelled. Blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth. His lips were bright red as though smeared with lipstick.
I stood right in front of him, slightly shaking the wrench in my hand. “You’re the one who told me to come back once I had what it takes to kill you.”
“Bring it, you prick! Kill me if you can!”
Katsuya swung up his bat. I felt like I might burst out laughing. For this man, the word “kill” amounted to nothing more than tough talk bandied by punks picking fights.
I took a casual step forward. The sight of a man with only one good arm wielding a bat didn’t seem all that threatening. He swung it down. I sidestepped lightly and evaded the blow. The bat struck the floor, and the impact caused Katsuya to drop to his knees. I aimed a kick towards the side of his torso. A rib cracked, palpably.
Katsuya writhed unable even to moan. He rolled over just as I stepped in to smite the back of his skull with my wrench. He shrank back desperately as if to hide behind his metal bat, his earlier bravado vanished into thin air. I took another step toward him.
“W-Wait, s-stop!” Katsuya screamed. I had no intention of waiting. The bat was a deterrent, though. No matter how I approached, it had a target in me. There wouldn’t be much force behind it, but it definitely complicated my assault.
“I-I’ve done a ton of bad things, all right? But I’ve never killed anyone, ever!”
I had to wonder why he was saying this.
“Yet you’re gonna kill me? How fucked up is that?!”
What a fool. So if he’d never taken a life, there was no cause for anyone to kill him no matter what he did? It was hard to believe these words were coming from a man who’d made a career out of destroying people’s lives.
I stepped towards him, intending to kick away the bat. In a panic,Katsuya swung it. I meant to dodge it and aim a kick at his right shoulder. The bat, however, flew out of Katsuya’s hands and towards me. Instinctively I held up my casted left hand to shield myself. Pain shot through me. In the next instant the grip end struck the cast on my chest and set off a small explosion in my brain. A paroxysm of pain coursed through my entire body. I helplessly fell on one knee. Katsuya gripped the monkey wrench in my right hand. I just barely managed to land a strike on his broken collarbone with the cast on my left hand.
He screamed. I was still mired in pain, too. Before I could make my next move Katsuya’s right hand reached for the wrench again. He threw his body
She stood in front of the intercom for #402. I stood by the edge of the doorframe. She took a deep breath and pressed the button.
“Yeah?” A gravelly voice.
“It’s me.” Hers was stiff.
Before long came the click of the door being unlocked. As soon as it flew wide open I took a step inside and swung down my monkey wrench.
Katsuya flinched his head reflexively, but it was pointless. I had aimed for his shoulder. His left clavicle smashed, he dropped rear-first to the floor unable even to scream. I kicked, catching his jaw on the tip of my shoe. Katsuya’s body slid across the flooring towards the interior.
I followed, not bothering to remove my shoes. He was groaning, his face contorted in pain, his clenched teeth stained red with blood. I tossed my coat onto the floor and turned back towards the door.
Junko, dumbfounded, stood frozen in the doorframe.
“Satisfied? Now leave,” I said.
Without speaking she stepped inside and closed the door.
I turned my gaze on Katsuya again just as he was getting back up. He fled farther into the apartment. I went after him. He grabbed a metal baseball bat leaning against the side of his bed, pivoted and pointed the head towards me. He was breathing hard, barely able tostand. His left shoulder drooped far lower than his right, and his left arm dangled.
“Fuck off, asshole! Is your brain rotten?!” Katsuya yelled. Blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth. His lips were bright red as though smeared with lipstick.
I stood right in front of him, slightly shaking the wrench in my hand. “You’re the one who told me to come back once I had what it takes to kill you.”
“Bring it, you prick! Kill me if you can!”
Katsuya swung up his bat. I felt like I might burst out laughing. For this man, the word “kill” amounted to nothing more than tough talk bandied by punks picking fights.
I took a casual step forward. The sight of a man with only one good arm wielding a bat didn’t seem all that threatening. He swung it down. I sidestepped lightly and evaded the blow. The bat struck the floor, and the impact caused Katsuya to drop to his knees. I aimed a kick towards the side of his torso. A rib cracked, palpably.
Katsuya writhed unable even to moan. He rolled over just as I stepped in to smite the back of his skull with my wrench. He shrank back desperately as if to hide behind his metal bat, his earlier bravado vanished into thin air. I took another step toward him.
“W-Wait, s-stop!” Katsuya screamed. I had no intention of waiting. The bat was a deterrent, though. No matter how I approached, it had a target in me. There wouldn’t be much force behind it, but it definitely complicated my assault.
“I-I’ve done a ton of bad things, all right? But I’ve never killed anyone, ever!”
I had to wonder why he was saying this.
“Yet you’re gonna kill me? How fucked up is that?!”
What a fool. So if he’d never taken a life, there was no cause for anyone to kill him no matter what he did? It was hard to believe these words were coming from a man who’d made a career out of destroying people’s lives.
I stepped towards him, intending to kick away the bat. In a panic,Katsuya swung it. I meant to dodge it and aim a kick at his right shoulder. The bat, however, flew out of Katsuya’s hands and towards me. Instinctively I held up my casted left hand to shield myself. Pain shot through me. In the next instant the grip end struck the cast on my chest and set off a small explosion in my brain. A paroxysm of pain coursed through my entire body. I helplessly fell on one knee. Katsuya gripped the monkey wrench in my right hand. I just barely managed to land a strike on his broken collarbone with the cast on my left hand.
He screamed. I was still mired in pain, too. Before I could make my next move Katsuya’s right hand reached for the wrench again. He threw his body
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