1 Chapter 1: What They Deserve

A mature looking teenage brunette girl in light brown school uniform widened her steps and strode through the dark alley as a man in hoodies tailed her from behind. Her thick yellow scarf waved behind her. She breathed heavily, jogged and soon sprinted ahead then to the right corner. Her eyes began to shed tears, she was alone in the dark alley and she didn't know how to ask or scream for help. She stopped and saw a gang of men who looked like gangsters, trouncing a young man against the wall. She stepped back slowly, turned back and unintentionally hit the man in black hoodies.

She gazed upon his face with her teary round blue eyes while panting heavily. He grinned evilly, showing off his sharp teeth and grabbed her arms and squeezed it tightly. She cried and yelled.

"Boss, your reward," he uttered and pushed her harshly ahead.

She clutched her trembling hands together and cried. She couldn't stop her tears from flowing on her cheeks. A red man with black base hair approached from behind the hand. His black with red chilli jacket was unzipped. He has five piercings on each ear and 3 ring piercings on the lower part of his lips. He rubbed his lips with his thumb and scanned the girl from the top to bottom. He smiled wryly and grabbed her by her hair. He leant closer and sniffed the scent from her head. The girl cried and she cried in pain.

"You smell sweet," he whispered. "Boys!"

The other four men in hoodies surrounded the girl and unzipped their trousers. The leader in a red jacket licked his lips and unzipped his jeans. The aforementioned man who chased her removed her scarf, harshly and lifted her from behind. She screamed and cried so her scarf was bung into her mouth to keep her shut. One of the four men dragged on her long black skirt and removed it from her, revealing her fair and fat thighs.

The other two men lifted each of her legs and spread them. The leader dragged down his black boxer then his huge banana jumped out. He rubbed it against her private part. He slid her yellow underwear like a curtain and slowly inserted the head of his banana into her genital.

"Nnnnnnnn!!" Moaned the girl in pain.

The leader stared at her genital and harshly moved his waist, pushing his huge banana into her tight genital. She cried and moaned but couldn't scream out as some part of the scarf filled in her mouth. The leader lifted his head upward and smiled with satisfaction and moved his waist vigorously. He laughed loudly and grinned while staring at her teary eyes. He squeezed and fondled her thick thighs and moved his waist harshly. He raped her brutally that viscous white fluids flowed and splattered as he pushed his banana inside out.

The pinky head of his banana sprayed white fluid inside her then he pulled out his messy banana, leaving white fluids pouring from the inner part of her genital. She breathed heavily and let her tears flow to her sweating hair. He rubbed his hair to the back and licked her white fluids which smeared on his fingers. He stepped back and spread his arms.

"Boys, you can ravish her," said the leader while hiding his messy banana in his boxer and zipped his trousers.

The men in hoodies smiled and they striped her until there was nothing left on her; she was completely naked. One of them put his banana in her mouth; another man inserted his in her anus and the other two men inserted their bananas in her tight genital at the same time. She cried with the slippery and disgusting bananas feeding her mouth and holes, adding more mess on her.

A woman in tight and fitted black leather coverall with sunglasses dashed through the alley with two men in black suits following her from behind, carrying rifles in each hand. She stopped in front of the gang who raped the girl. She exhaled smoke from her cigarette and aimed the barrel of her M61 at them. They paused and locked their eyes of fear on her.

"Eat this, son of a bitch," she said with a monotone voice.

She fired her M61, destroying their heads, assuring no flesh was left on the neck. The girl fell on the dirty floor and removed the scarf from her mouth. Her eyes widened as she watched the four men fall backwards and they had no head but pure white bones sticking out from each neck. She screamed loudly and cried.

The leader and one of his followers flee from the alley in fear. The woman in black fired her M61 at them, creating holes in their body and scattering their fresh red meat and digestive guts everywhere. The girl buried her face in her palms in fear and she could no longer witness the traumatising event. The woman squatted in front of her. She snapped her fingers then one of her two men lent her a leather jacket. She took it and wrapped it around her shivering body.

"Young girl, better not use this alley to walk home. Use roads with more people, there won't be any thugs trying to rape you ever again," she wept her tears with her thumb.

The girl set her teary eyes on her and watched her reflections on the dark purple glass of her sunglasses. The woman stood, isolating the girl together with her two men, hunting for another criminal in the alley. The girl saw a teenage boy covered with dry dark red blood on his face and his white cloth was smeared with crimson liquid. He was unconscious and still breathing but decrepit.

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Kochi, Kagoshima and Okinawa were  the only districts which were governed by a well known Yakuza, Akaibararyuu, taking advantage of their economic crisis. A woman named Tachibana Nobara bought the three districts from the government and became the most powerful Yakuza in Japan. Without the police forces, this allowed her to do illegal businesses publicly. Despite the districts being governed by a Yakuza, they were somehow very peaceful.

Nobara drove her white Lamborghini Aventador on the motorway. She pressed the acceleration pedal until it reached the metal platform. The reflection of the fast moving scenery outside converged on the dark reddish-violet glass of her round frame sunglasses. She approached behind a slow moving car hundred metres from her car. She clicked her tongue with exasperation. She accelerated her car and hit the car's bonnet, pushing it to the front so it could speed up.

The car braked and so did her car. The driver of the car harshly opened the door and slammed it and stomped his feet. He touched his head as he looked at the devastated bonnet of his car but his car left no single scratch on the Lamborghini. He clutched his teeth ferociously and his eyes glaring, almost in tears. He strode to Nobara and knocked the black glass with exasperation. The black glass lowered, revealing a red hair woman with round frame sunglasses. She stared at him and bit her index finger.

"What's the problem, mister?" She asked with a flirting voice.

"My problem? That should be my line, lady! You hit my new car! I-I just bought it like two hours ago!" The man scolded her, showing his hand gestures, "And, do you know how expensive this car is, do you?! And do you know how much my children wanted to ride in this car!! Literally, I need you to pay, young miss! I'll report this to the police if you refuse to pay! I want you to pay at instant, no-"

The man paused as he watched her counting the thick pile of ¥10000 notes. His eyes locked on the smooth movement of each plastic paper with stamps. She glared at him and took another pile of cash from the black suitcase on the seat beside her. She threw the cash back into the suitcase and closed it. The man was captivated by the pile of money in the suitcase. She opened the door upward and took the suitcase out with her.

She opened the suitcase and threw the money all over the tar floor. She watched the man greedily pick up the money and hastily plunged every note of money into his pockets. She entered her car and drove away, leaving the man alone on the road. The man smiled brightly and kept reciting the words 'money' and 'rich' at the same time without noticing an accelerating truck approached from behind and struck him to death, scattering his pieces of meat all over the road. His blood painted the black road with brilliant fresh red colour and his muscles were torn apart, revealing his bloody inner white skeleton.

Nobara fixed the rear mirror and grinned. So much for wealthiness, she thought. She heard her phone ringing and vibrating inside her crocodile leather skin purse and answered the call via a wireless small headset stuck on her left ear.

"Nobara-sama," a trembling male voice answered, "you must come back home, immediately!"

"Yes, I'm on my way, and Tsukiyama, what's so urgent?" She asked while paying all of her heed to the wide windscreen.

"I can't tell you through a phone call but you must hurry! The boys are here already," he replied.

"I understand, tell them there's no treat today," she replied and hung up the phone call.

Tsukiyama, a man in black butler uniform, removed the phone from his ear and touched the red button to end the conversation. He fixed his black-frame cuboid with soft corner glasses on the bridge of his nose. He set his eyes to the 50 men in black suits scattered in front of him.

"I'm afraid that you all have to wait a little bit longer. Nobara-sama is on her way and, I mean not to disappoint you but no treats today," Tsukiyama stated.

"I'm looking forward to fried chicken again but as long as Nobara-sama is here, nothing matters," added a stout bald man with dragon and grostheque pattern tattoos on his shiny head and on his chubby cheeks.

The other men nodded and waited for Nobara.