Chapter 18: A good Shishigumi is a dead Shishigumi

Cahaya POV

'I fucking hate cats!', I realised. They are fast, more or less strong depending on the species and overall fucking annoying. 

The Madaragumi, whom I researched in the Black Market, are all trained in the 'blade', which explains why they aren't at the top, you don't bring a sword in a gunfight. So they are trained animals and trained animals are more dangerous no matter the species.

I was now far from the crowd of students and teachers. I was breathing hard, a bit exhausted and still furious. I looked down at my battered body, missing fingers, cuts, and more but all were healing, making me hungry, after all, I don't regenerate magically. I flicked my forked tongue out and my mind froze.

'Is that Dad's…. blood and spinal fluid?', I crawled closer to where the smell came from, constantly flicking my forked tongue in and out. Each time, I moved faster and faster following the smell and it was mixed with the taste of lions… and more blood, their blood, their delicious blood. 

Saliva with venom was already dripping from my mouth at the idea of eating meat, but I was in control, they wouldn't be a Black Market encore.

'Shishigumi too…', I deduced just after and I was proved right when I saw the scene, one dead, he was eviscerated, his organs glistening in the moonlight, the second unmoving on the ground having a withered face and the third with a curly main desperately trying to reanimate the second. Cute. 

'At least Dad made them suffer. The 'good' thing is that he is alive, the chip notified me of his vitals, on my phone. But he isn't here since I'M LATE! I wasted too much time! Fucking cat… and I fuck… it's my fault.', I blamed myself, my fangs piercing my mouth while I ground my teeth against each other, and my only workable heart, the snake one, beating even faster. 

Yet there is a chance, I need to heal before doing anything else, a waste of time for the rescue of my Dad but dying because of accumulated injury won't solve the present crisis, it was why I was currently creeping behind the lone lion, my prey. 

I was just next to him when his ears twitched. I struck, my mouth wide open, and his eyes widened in the shop as he turned his head into my maw.

His head entered my mouth as I plunged both of my fangs deeply into his chest, near all of his vital organs and I injected a good dose, at least 2 centilitres. He trashed as I clamped my mouth even harder.

I felt him shriek inside my mouth, struggling to get his gun out of its holster, succeeded only for me to twist the arm holding it, making the gun fall as he screamed in agony but for another reason, the cells of everything inside his body were dying by necrosis, he would die in about… right now.

He stopped moving, I took this as a cue and started to swallow, my lower jaws already dragging him inside my throat. The rest of his body followed quickly just after. Good thing my venom makes things more malleable and easy to swallow. Necrotoxins are really useful.

I didn't have time to savour my meal, I could feel my body already compressing and digesting the lion. My body healed incredibly fast, fingers growing, first the bone, then the nerve, blood vessel, muscle, skin and finally the scale plating them, cut and wound disappearing by themselves and my salamander heart was also coming back to its original state and started to beat again, some of my body parts felt slightly off but I didn't have time to dwel on that.

I also took the handgun while at it.

I was already on my way to the supposedly Shishigumi headquarters. I noticed that it started to rain and thought, 'Good, that will help clean the blood.'.

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Black Market

Cahaya POV

I studied the love child of a European castle tower and a big classical Japanese mansion, in front of me. It was enclosed by a tall mural, the only entrance, decorated with different dead  animals of all ages, sex and species, all impaled on wood spikes. There even was a female hyena pup.

'Interesting way of intimidation…', I thought while totally ignoring the warning it symbolized by approaching it while juggling with a fist-sized stone in my hand.

I saw the only guard, I covered the stone in venom, and put my arms holding the stone past my gills before hurling said stone at his face, cleanly caving his skull, he instantly fell dead. I passed past him and also picked up his revolver and its ammo in the process.

They are very arrogant, with only one guard at the entrance and no surveillance camera, a recurring quirk of this world. 

I entered the main building, and saw nobody but knew of the one aiming at the back of my neck, "Aren't ya a bit lost?", he said, his voice full of sarcasm.

I shrugged my shoulders, turned my head in his direction, feinted to open my mouth to speak and sprayed my venom right in his eyes.

I didn't let him scream as I directly made his neck do a 190° turn with a very satisfying crunch, that made me smile, his fur looked strained as it twisted around his neck.

I took the body white shirt and purple jacket and clothed myself up with them. I felt two strange fleshy things below my armpits touch the tissue but still decided to ignore it. I was naked since I left the plaza, my what was left of my 'shirt' had gone somewhere in the sea. Even if the suit smells of lion and has fur in it.

Obviously, I didn't leave the uzi gun behind. More gun is better.

The building was for sure luxurious, floor, wall, ceiling and furniture were made of expensive wood. The paintings of famous artists are on the walls, all in all, very classy, so after getting Dad l will need to get rid of the lion smell and modify one or two things, all of this for my new house.

I slid open the shoji, with my tail, uzi in my left hand and revolver in my left. I might be a bit rusty since I haven't used them much in the first place and not in 5 months.

I nonchalantly entered the room, all eight of them were seated on sofas around a long low table, 8 pairs of eyes gawking in my direction before it turned into a death glare.

There was a pending silence.

One kitty started to shout at me, "That's Vir su-", *BANG*, I simply shot him in the heart with my revolver and the insignificant animal died right after, fear in his eyes.

And then I started blasting, all others seemed to wake up, taking their weapons and trying to take cover.

*BANG*×2, I shot the two farthest from me, headshot, they luckily reached enlightenment. 

I didn't stop firing, making holes in everything I aimed with the uzi, be it lions, sofas, tables, paintings and walls, barely affected by the recoil and cacophony the thing made. I do not possess the best of hearing, just slightly better than in my past life.

*Click*, sadly it emptied faster than anticipated, I simply took the uzi aimed at one lion poking his head and threw the gun as the feline fired.

He ended with the uzi plunged in his head and me with the bullet, in my shot not even piercing my skull.

"That is not very nice.", I coldly said as I carefully removed the damaged bullet from my wound, with my hand and in front of the 4 left, it was already healing.

I flicked the bloody bullet with my left hand into the eyes of a lion with a X shaped scar on his face and a shotgun in his paws, making the feline fall backwards with a cry of pain, blood spurting out of his pierced eyeball, this time I crouched on the ground, dodging the delayed shot, feeling go past was my head previously was.

No thank you, I won't try to tank something like this and especially at close range.

The shot destroyed the shoji behind me, while I slithered, close to the ground. I go past the sofa to see a young congo lion in his twenties mumbling something while his paws trembled in terror, it increased as he saw me crawling past him while I innocently smiled at him. 

I shot the one in the head who was trying to help the one-eyed lion, making his body fall and kiss the lion below him.

"I surrender.", I heard and looked to my right to see the owner of the voice, a middle-aged male lion with glasses on his muzzle, both of his arms up in the air and looking straight into my lavender one, realisation flashed in his. He was furious and heartbroken but maintained a steady appearance.

I slithered to his location, put myself at his height and flicked my tongue right in front of his face, making him flinch. My mind screamed for me to kill him, at this instant in the worst possible way, I smelled Dad's scent on him.

I didn't do it, however, I still shot his right ear making what was left bleeding profusely on his face. He barely even winced.

"Sssorry I sssslipped. Didn't you sssee a black ssssalamander about thisss height by the way? Jussst asssking.", I said hostility clearly in my voice, while  indicating and with my hand Dad approximate height, while my gills were fully expanded and my neck… flatter? Future problem, not the moment.

He looked taken aback and started to clench his paw into fists, drawing blood. And answered with gritted fangs, "Yes..."

Me, the unconscious now named Agata in my hand and Ibuki with two broken and chained paws, we were in front of a big double door made of ebony wood, I opened it by turning the golden knob, and entered it quickly before closing it behind me.

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Mamoru POV

"Urg…", I groaned, my head was killing me, he hit me hard, I could barely feel my body. I still didn't fully heal, I didn't feel pain at the wound anymore.

I can sense that I'm suspended probably by the feets and hands. I opened my eyes, my vision was blurry but I still could see an old lion with glasses and a cane in paw.

"An amphibian, and an axolotl at that. I'm pleased. I would normally only eat pure white animals, like this rabbit sleeping over here.", he said while pointing at the nude female teenager and then examined me.

'Poor girl…', I thought with pity. He started to come closer to me. He was one of the biggest lions I have ever seen and that mean a lot.

"You see, you are famed for being one of the most tasty meats in the whole known world.", he announced while examining my body.

'Oh I'm naked, shit all of my stuffs… good thing I have blades inserted under my skin… and more.', I realised and spat on his glasses, since he was basically molesting my body with his claws.

"Feisty one aren't you? Ibuki was right… you have a lot of fighting in you. Sadly prey would stay prey.", he said and cleaned his glasses before he started to drag the thing that bound me.

"The best thing about your species is their legendary regeneration. I'm sure you see where I'm going… I can cut and eat you all I want and you will still be able to regenerate…", he said with joy and turned to me, now I could see better and I noticed the mask like scars on his face. 

"Hmmm, you aren't trying to move, wiggle, struggle or anything…", he murmured and took a scalpel. I felt the cold blade go through my flesh as he started to cut off the skin of my left arm, ending up disappointed by my lack of reaction.

He needs to do much more to have a reaction out of me. He then started to ear the piece he can't off.

"Delicious… simply out of this world…", he whispered and started to make me even more uncomfortable as he practically orgasmed due to eating a piece of my skin.

"I want, no I need more, SO MUCH MO-""DAD!!!", his high due to axolotl meat was interrupted by the incredibly worried voice of my son, poor thing he will become.