Chapter 6: 6. Killing people is fun!

[Kaede POV]

I softened my landing with my vectors, making a cloud of dust that I dispersed. I was smiling. The smell of blood was exciting, pushing me to go kill, even more, it was nearly overwhelming.

"Hm.", I looked at the people, most of them were running around in fear like headless chickens. Eto was having fun in her own corner.

I ignored her as I slowly walked, I heard a bang, then a second it continued like this until there was only a clicking sound. All of the bullets were stopped in there and fell just one meter around me.

"What the fuck are you!", I looked to my right to see a panicked old man with a little boy behind him, probably his grandson, the little boy was looking at me with snot and tears running down his face

"Batman, duh.", I replied with a deadpan behind my mask, my eyes landing on the gun in his hand. I cut his hand with one of my vectors and threw it away like the trash it was.

Blood started to spurt from the perfectly cut hand, he looked at it as if it was impossible, the little one next to him was having a breakdown and fainted. And the old man started to cry like a baby.

"Dummy, you shouldn't have shot me and I wouldn't have known you were here in the first place. Humans this day.", I said, I was feeling playful but he was boring. The head flew off the old one body in a fountain of blood.

I picked the unconscious body of the child with a vector, aimed at one of the ghouls, she was 30 meters away, and then proceeded to yeet the child who was already waking up in my grasp. His terror was cute.

He barely had the time to wail that he was already flying in the air at one-third of the speed of sound. His body bending in ways a human shouldn't bend in the process.

The black-haired ghoul blocked my projectile with her kagune, a rinkaku, the four red tentacle-like appendages making a sort of cocoon around herself.

The impact with the kagune made the child's internal organs explode out of his body, bursting through the skin and every orifice, spewing it on the ground while at it.

She was still forced backward by the impact, leaving a trail on the dirty soil. She glared in my direction, her black eyes, and tears trickling down her cheeks.

"Why? Why are you attacking us?!", she yelled, shaking with anger, did someone close to her die, and we are responsible for it? Sad. Her kagune shifted behind her back as she ran blindly in my direction.

I lazily walked in her direction it made her angrier as she ran faster. Or maybe because I don't have a kagune out and she thinks I'm a ghoul and underestimating her? In all cases, a ghoul is physically way stronger than me, not that it matters that much here.

She ran until she was right in front of me, her kagune aimed at my vitals, an ugly scowl on her face. Very, very scary. I immediately grabbed her throat with a vector, stopping her dead in her tracks.

I barely lifted her above the ground as she kicked the empty air while her hands uselessly tried to grasp the hand of my vector around her neck. Her face was filled with stupefaction and panic.

I easily blocked each of the four kagune tentacles with my three vectors, making clunking sounds as if metal was hitting metal against metal. She was getting more and more agitated.

I tightened my grip around her, choking her. And now she started to truly panic, she finally realized she was going to die. 

"Cause I want to and you're weak.", I say as I phased a vector through her belly, "Found it.", I declared heartily as her kagune was now out of her body, making the tentacle wither into the air. I phased it out of her body.

I looked at the pulsing red organ then at the spasming ghoul. She was obviously still alive, despair was in her eyes.

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I then did the same thing with her heart, I looked at it pumping nothing but air with curiosity, also she was still alive, a rinkaku-type ghoul has a stupid amount of vitality.

I then started to cut her body into fine little slices, starting from the toes and progressively going up until only the head remained. Dead. Well, she died when I hit the liver level, I stopped the internal organs from spilling out too much. 

Though, I enjoyed every moment of her struggle.

"Bravo Kae! Keep it up!", Eto cheered for me with her distorted voice, she was somewhere. How a woman like her is capable of being so noisy and discreet at the same time is beyond the current me.

I continued to kill, kill, kill and kill. Human, ghouls, old, young, infant, women, men, pregnant women nobody I met was spared. Equality as its finest. 

But no blood touched my body nor my dress. I liked this dress, why would I let it be tainted and ruined with blood when I can totally avoid it?

Each time I killed, I felt this small part of me that was still like my old human self shrivel more and more. I felt that it was bad but I brushed it off and crushed this feeling, too lost in my bloodlust to care.

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It's been one week since the little massacre we did in Ward 24. The news didn't speak of this as always, just like when a human is eaten by a ghoul, it's a taboo subject in human society.

Four days ago Eto couldn't stop talking about a certain Binge Eater dying crushed under metal beams. That sure is an embarrassing death for a ghoul.

The TV was on and it was on this show that always passed one time a month, so this was the tenth edition of the year 2008. I didn't see all of them, only three, the main topic was about ghouls and how dangerous they were. 

It was sponsored by the CCG, an abbreviation for the Commission of Counter Ghoul. So propaganda, not that it isn't surprising if I was human I would also want ghouls to be exterminated.

I wasn't paying attention to the presenter, an old man that looked like the long-lost brother of Albert Einstein. He was always saying the same thing anyways, how ghouls can't eat human food, have knife-proof skin blah blah blah.

I was 'operating' Bubble, it's a big word but he wasn't open or anything. He was in a deep sleep on my lap. I put him in that state by delicately pressing a vector on the right nerve.

I have a small zone of awareness around my vectors, it was similar to touch but more detailed, I didn't need to see the inside of the one I had my vectors into thanks to this. 

I was trying to fix his spine, trying to be the keyword. I was going to be a veterinarian, I wasn't one when I died and it was more in the domain of neurology and I was no neurologist. I only knew one thing or two about it thanks to my curiosity and training.

I could make cells multiply faster with my vectors, one at a time, making them able to heal wounds, but it was a difficult and slow process that was also quite exhausting and mentally taxing.

Though it was way easier to do this on myself, I know because I did tests. Better now than when I'm dissected and can't save my own ass.

I could do way more in terms of healing for Bubble but my instincts told me it would be a very bad idea and generally when your body tells you that you don't do the opposite unless you are suicidal. Which I wasn't, my life comes first and foremost. Death is something I would prefer not to go through, again.

I know I was on the right path as each time I did this, his paralyzed half started to gain the feeling of touch more and more. Sometimes his back muscles even twitched.

Changing subject.

I gained a nickname, Kamaitachi. Super. I'm a weasel yokai that cut people. Could have been worse, way worse.

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