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>HYEAH! HYAH! DIE! COP! FUCKER!
Kiyoko stabbed the policeman multiple times.
>DIE!
Kiyoko drove the scissors into the man's chest.
>I...
She sobbed, spawling over the dead body.
>Oh fuck, I'm gonna, I'm gonna die for this?! Right?! THIS IS THE FIFTH TIME!!! I CAN'T HIDE ANY MORE BODIES DOWNSTAIRS!
Kiyoko got off the body and shuffled over to a bookshelf. She started clutching her hair and held her head, sobbing.
>It's...it's all over....AHHHH-!
The doorbell rang as multiple men in black suits came in. Kiyoko stared at the door. Then she stood up.
>Oh hello. Um, e-excuse the blood. C-Can I help you?
Kiyoko stared at the men as they quickly started scrubbing the floor.
>Y-You don't have to-AH!
Another man in a black suit pulled Kiyoko's shoulder to turn her around.
"Kade. Right?"
He asked. Kiyoko's knees felt weak.
>Y-Yes. My last name is Kade.
Kiyoko collapsed to the floor.
"Stay right there m'am. We'll take care of this."
He said, as the mysterious 'cleaners,' cleaned up her bookshop.
>Wha...what...what is this?
Kiyoko asked one of the men in black suits.
"Family favor. We got this."
The men in black suits wrapped the policeman's body in a carpet. Kiyoko tugged at the sleeve of the nearest 'cleaner.'
>Wait! Who are you?!
"...Cleaners. Reach out to Cassie if you have questions."
The 'cleaner' handed Kiyoko a napkin with a phone number.
>We're getting you out of Japan. Hope you like America.
Kiyoko looked at it, pensive
>YAAAH!?
Two suited men picked her up and walked her out of her bookshop.
>I'm...I'm getting away with it.
Kiyoko said in disbelief as she was shuffled into a black car. She smirked.
