When Shinji pulled his tongue by his fingers then found it was stretching. He stopped playing with his sticky tongue when it reached to his arm length.
Excreta everywhere gave him a clear idea of where he was.
In the toilet. And in the wrong time as well.
Daughter Monster, who couldn’t keep her urinary bladder full, entered inside the toilet to see a human being. Shinji reached to his sword but his slimy fingers didn’t give him much grip on it.
The monster jumped at him which made Shinji lose grasp over his sword entirely.
In the battle of teeth and nails, Shinji was not having a great time. He somehow pushed her at a point. But Shinji was the one to fall on his back.
The surface where he had been standing had moved like it had wheels.
The headless cockroach.
Terrified by the surrounding, the cockroach ran. But with no head for eyes, it stumbled straight towards Daughter Monster’s feet.
Daughter Monster saw it and seized it while its insect limbs were running in air. Then she started munching the cockroach, dropping brown wings in the process.
While the monster devoured the cockroach, Shinji retrieved his sword and began kicking the crack on wall, from which he had entered, till it started to glow.
Take me to Fujimoto. Shinji talked to himself and flung himself inside the crack.
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The Housekeeper was in no mood to wait now. Someone as big as Fujimoto could feed the monster family for many days. Even his hand would be able to feed Mother Monster for two meals.
Amidst the noise coming from the crack, Housekeeper took out the dagger from the sheath.
From Fujimoto’s back, he could see his feet trembling. Housekeeper aimed for his spine and threw himself with the knife towards his direction.
Shinji fell from the ceiling right on the housekeeper.
“Son Monster is fond of you!” Shinji held the hand which possessed the knife, twisted it and hit on Housekeeper’s face with its hilt.
The blow caused a dent on his nose which eventually disarmed him.
“That dog stole last bit of food so you were scared then.” Shinji punched him on his temple.
“I- had to do-do this for myself.” Housekeeper said with leaking teeth.
“Then you will understand whom I am doing this for.” Shinji grasped his knife and carved it underneath his chin ear to ear.
Fujimoto cupped Housekeeper’s mouth while blood was flowing from his trachea.
His movement stopped after a while. The moment his eyes rolled back, they realized it was over then Shinji got off his chest and dropped the knife, “Let’s try to use these cracks to get out of his hell house.” He said.
Fujimoto paused.
Fast breathing sound along with light tramps was approaching towards them.
“Why did you drop the knife?” Fujimoto was furious, “You woke somebody.”
My fall was louder than this. Shinji thought. He lifted housekeeper’s knife, being ready for what was to come from the door.
What came had paws.
A dog with his tongue dangling out.
Smirk on dog’s face vanished when it saw his dear housekeeper dead on floor. And the red knife was in Shinji’s hand.
“No! no! no!” Fujimoto panicked, “Be a good dog-“
The dog barked, howled like a wolf, mourning as well as expressing his anger. No matter how much Shinji and Fujimoto tried, they were unable to make the dog calm down.
Is it crying? Shinji questioned.
He is calling someone. He then answered it by himself.
“Hmm…” a harsh voice echoed inside the house. This time, it caused the entire house shudder.
Slimey substance dripped through ceiling and started leaking out of the walls. Things that were still had started to move while making peculiar noise. Warm air with foul smell spread everywhere.
All of a sudden the house was breathing.
Awake.
