JUST A CRASH - BUTTERFLY CROSSING

9. Not Level

Otaku's.

Is the name that mempeleli himself Jiro since he knew anime.

At first, he traced anime with a genre that is still normal. After running out of material, he dug into another section. But there are taboos that should not be brought into the real world. Fantasy should be left to fantasy.

The influence of his family and because he is not good at socializing, Jiro sinks deeper, fantasizing that he is the main character in his reading. Having a lover's drag with various types.

When his eyes accidentally cross paths with the prettiest girl in the class, Jiro makes up his mind.

Jiro thinks his charms are no longer curable. He understood, the girls did not dare to greet him for blushing, he as a man had to take a step. They only dared to stare from afar—Jiro could not think of how many girls secretly loved him.

After the thought was planted in his head, everything seemed to make sense. Isn't the alpha wolf always alone? Jiro doesn't have to worry why no one wants to be friends with him—they seem to be just inferior.

The picket schedule for that day is over. The prettiest girl in the class, Mika, moves to put a broom and washcloth into the locker behind the class, while her other picket partner goes to throw it all the way down. It was alone that Jiro walked into the classroom and hugged Mika from behind, making the woman scream in fear.

“Do not be afraid, it's me.”

The woman became hysterical and beat him up.

Jiro does not let go of his embrace, until the colleague comes and punches Jiro before reporting to the teacher.

It was his first case, which Jiro still socially did not understand. His mother was a householder who always nodded at his father's decisions. Even if his father brought another woman into the house, his mother was silent.

He learned from the media and moral views that had been distorted since childhood. But because of the insults thrown at him at school and the confinement he ran in coaching for some time after the incident with Mika, making Jiro realize that what he did was not right.

Jiro asks to transfer schools and tries to live a normal life at his new school. But somehow the news about him who ‘ attacked women in class’ spread to his new school, and his life like hell was started. Whenever he passed people would stay away, no woman and man would be willing to stay alone with himself in one room. When he went to the bathroom, he could only sit on the cubic toilet in his wet shirt. So even the teachers, hearing his case, and seeing him being bullied, they did not take action. The headmaster even seemed to regret accepting him.

Jiro spends his school days like a turtle until he goes to college; without any special interaction with others. He went to a university outside the city and was aloof until his graduation. But there he knew many people like himself with unlimited access.

Jiro who was covered in gloom never stopped his hobby. Every beautiful and sexy figure that appears, becomes a fantasy inspiration in his dreams.

Already at this age, Jiro is no longer innocent. He knew for sure that evil in the open was wrong. But if it's hidden, people won't know. Who will judge him?

The beginning of his action was when his female cousin who was present at the family meal, openly insulted him.

In such prostitute clothes, how dare he insult me!

Jiro infiltrates his cousin's room and installs a camera, intending to take embarrassing pictures to spread—but seeing the results, he so enjoys.

If he unlocks this secret and threatens his cousin, maybe he can take control of his female cousin for a while. But, there's no guarantee anyone else won't know about this, right? If his female cousin reported to the others how?

Jiro lands his hand on the dope he can with great difficulty.

That day her female cousin went to work, in a convoluted manner she managed to suck an anesthetic into her cousin's drinking bottle. The medicine does not work directly and takes time.

As the dope worked, he saw his cousin crouching by the side of the road, leaning against the wall. He carefully led his cousin to the place he had prepared.

“Sepupu? You're that pig's cousin, right?”

The woman's words sounded like delirium. Jiro held back angrily and dragged him to the storage warehouse and attacked him there.

In the new year, her female cousin still comes to family events and it doesn't look at all that she realizes what Jiro has done. Too bad he can't do this to anyone else. He can't do this to his cousin anymore. More than once, he might be caught.

Due to his limited time and his ability to stalk people not much, Jiro relies on surveillance cameras and installs them in public places that are deserted by visitors.

Too bad he lives in the city—people are more vigilant. One time his crimes were discovered, he was arrested.

The news reached his parents and his workplace. He was fired from his job and his family refused to accept him.

Once free, Jiro moves to the N territory, not caring at all about those who do not accept him.

Seeing this quiet place, Jiro initially sat obediently in his apartment. Not doing anything weird.

But for a long time he could not help himself, when a woman whose body was wrapped from top to bottom, Jiro was curious. Because of this kind of woman he had never tried.

That was how he watched the woman from afar, even though he discovered there was a man who seemed to be an acquaintance of that woman, Jiro did not lower his intentions.

Knowing that the woman is a stranger, Jiro gets excited. Doesn't that mean he can do anything? In Jiro's eyes, the status of a foreigner (foreigner) was no different from that of a servant.

Jiro watches and sees the woman out of the balcony to sunbathe. After confirming the location of his apartment, Jiro set out to break into the house and install cameras in various places. Not to forget she came home with her underwear from the laundry room before locking the apartment again.

Jiro went back to his flat. He's not in a hurry. But he hadn't vented his desires in a long time. Next to her hand put the underwear to her nose and started sniffing, while her other hand moved to open her pants.

'If he had taken the cloth he was wearing.' Jiro thinks in the middle of his euphoria.

Without cleaning up, Jiro immediately opened a web connected to his mini camera to check things out.

“Huh?”

On the screen there is only darkness.

**

A tall man wearing a hoodie and a mask stood outside the two-story flat building not far from his apartment block. Shuji lowered his hat, with a cold look he checked the surroundings.

From the very beginning the cockroach was already intending to commit a crime, Shuji confirmed.

Shuji finds the house around this area quiet; either the owner left behind or rarely stopped by. In essence, this area is quiet and if people scream for help, it takes a long time for help to come. Of course, if the police call still quickly came.

Shuji put up a handscoon and climbed the stairs of the flat without a sound. The screen of his mobile phone moved to scan unusual activity connected to the camera he had dismantled before. Shuji stops in front of the flat door which— is no different from any other door. On the phone screen, a green circle shows the confirmed spot as a suspicious location.

With shihai Shuji prying the key. An old building like this does not require much effort to open it. Looks like this cockroach hasn't thought of adding a lock.

Shuji concluded, This might be the first offensive this guy did, eating him he was still careless. At least in this area.

Thinking that Orange would be his first victim, Shuji could barely control his emotions. Shuji took a deep breath to calm himself down before going inside.

With a slippery motion, like at home, Shuji took off his shoes and stroked in. He did not hurry, but rather walked around from the kitchen, the living room, and the bathroom. Candid photos of different women are mounted on the bathroom wall. From the angle and the way it's taken, this camera is amateur. It could have been designed so or—indeed taken through the surveillance camera.

This cockroach didn't seem to do this the first time.

With the state of the house suspicious like this, Shuji need not fear that he will be reported to the police. Haha, this person will be arrested before the police look for me.

Shuji retracted one photo, noticed and checked then flicked it in any direction.

Good, this way he doesn't have to hold back.

“Ah, fuck. Hungry.” Too bad he missed dinner. But for the sake of orange security.

Shuji takes some interesting materials from the box in the bathroom and goes out to the last door he hasn't opened yet, because he knows the person he's looking for is inside.

Clack.

The door opened slowly, and Shuji slipped like he was not breathing.

The fat man sat in a chair facing the computer screen, astonished that there was only black from all camera frames. He checked the recorder and there was only silence which was normal because his target had not yet gone home. But…

But why didn't the camera catch anything?

Could this production be fake? Broken?

The man opened an online store where he bought it and prepared for protests. It was unthinkable at all that the camera he had installed was already in the preteli and stored in a dark place.

Therefore when his shoulders were patted, the man turned his head easily. Before his brain reacted, his face was sprayed and immediately unconscious.

“This product is good too.” Shuji muttered, looking at the image of the bear on the small spray bottle in his hand.

He brought this thing from the storage of the fat man himself. The product in his hand caused people to instantly go unconscious but the effect was only momentary. In order to prevent incidents that interfere with his actions, Shuji sprayed directly into the nose several times, the water until it flowed like snot. While the rest of the dope he drank into the mouth of his victims.

"It's a pity that he won't be poisoned." Shuji muttered sincerely.

He checked around the room and found something dirtier than the bathroom.

“In this way I will do little to clean up criminals like you.” He thinks Shuji is upset. "It's a shame I can't show it off to anyone."

As his eyes looked at the delicate cloth lying not far from the foot of the chair, along with the clear liquid that Shuji knew what it was, Shuji closed his eyes.

'Should I bring another sharp object? Hammer for example?'

If in the middle of his operation this human dies, Shuji won't care.

He stripped the fat man and tied him up. He had to refrain from directly mutilating.

The scalpel in Shuji's hand she moves. At first he slashed a bit of the skin of the man bound in front of him. Seeing no reaction, Shuji moved freely.

He's quite talented at drawing actually. The abdomen and chest of the man deliberately loosened the rope, the clean area was slowly full of red lines. Shuji is not slashing deep, just thin. Even so, the blood still flowed. Patiently and painstakingly he created the ugliest pig head he had ever created. With unsymmetrical eyes and snot splattered from his nose. It was a pity that his talent made the picture look classy.

"....." Only in times like these would Shuji hope he would be a little lousy in doing things.

It was only when it came to his vital part that Shuji thought hard. He took out the chili powder and the toilet cleaning fluid.

With the brush he got, Shuji experimented and applied the cleaning liquid to the man's private parts. Seeing no reaction from him, Shuji added a spread. Just thin to torture him. Doing this gentle gesture makes Shuji's emotions rise again, especially in the face of this organ.

"...." for my baby's safety. Shuji chanted in the heart that sweet sentence.

The chili powder he was carrying was put into the bottom hole with great difficulty because of the man's weight.

“Sial, totally disgusting.” I don't know how long this guy hasn't had a shower.

After completing that simple operation, Shuji removed access to the camera on the computer. Unfortunately some files are locked and Shuji has no time to check them one by one. The computer itself cannot be formatted without keywords.

Shuji glanced at the cockroach that was still unconscious. “This idiot cannot be saved.”

If it wasn't for the orange, Shuji would have wasted his time. Lowering the level by dealing with people like this.

Shuji smashed his computer screen and PCU by muffling a bit of his voice. After being crushed, he took her to the bathroom and soaked her in a bathtub with all the liquids he encountered. From soap to stale milk.

After that he took and burned the same interior as he saw in the orange laundry room.

He didn't want to when there were cops they were investigating these underwear. Maybe the cockroach will realize why he was attacked like this.

If there is a second attack, how else. Shuji has to be a criminal.

After destroying the computer, Shuji ransacked the closet and found footage from various devices. After checking the contents of the memory, he wrapped it in a paper bag to be sent to the police station.

Finished cleaning, Shuji leaves the flat quietly. Like when he came, when he left, he was still silent. Some of the flat doors that he passed by sounded a faint tv sound, signaling around him there were residents.

Shuji stepped down and still had time to nod his head, greeting the person who went up the stairs before passing by with a sinless face.

Shuji undressed her in a public toilet away from the area and wrapped her in plastic.

On his way out, Shuji wears a plain white t-shirt and ash khaki pants. He casually returned to his apartment.

At midnight, the police received an anonymous package along with an address written on the envelope.

“Find back the courier earlier!”

But the courier who delivered it has disappeared. Urged by the contents of the envelope, the police began an investigation. The next morning, the police raided a flat and found that the person designated as the perpetrator was now suffering.

Seeing the state of Jiro who was crying until his snot came out and stuck in the chair overnight, with the torment of heat on his personal part, the police sighed. But after tracing the circumstances of the flat, the sympathy of the police turned angry.

“...You're lucky not to be killed, hm? As long as you commit a crime, there must be someone you accidentally offend.”

The police moved quickly to give Jiro medical treatment while he was escorted. Finding that Jiro was once in custody, his sentence that time will be even more severe.

“...Slightly pathetic, should the genital parts still be saved. But due to complications and not receiving treatment quickly, it takes effort to make it normal again.” The doctor said after seeing the results. "While for the back.. hm. after cleaning, there is a little inflammation in the wall of his intestine and will hurt every time he urinates." The doctor was confused how the natural chili powder could get inside, ah. he did not want to think about it.The people brought by this policeman had strange personalities.

Receiving that diagnosis, the police present only frowned with mixed feelings. Whoever had the idea of doing this was definitely not a normal person.

Even so, the police continue to investigate the person who sent the previous report and try to dig the perpetrator from the abuse of Jiro. But the case was not a priority and was done slowly.

**

Jingga was hanging out that morning—finished a run she had a brief chat with the mothers around the neighborhood who were out shopping.

“Say the police caught a stalker in a flat in the building there.” Mrs Shion, the owner of a salon near the highway, started the conversation. Always be the first to receive gossip in the area.

“Ha! Such an embarrassing person should be in the law heavily.” Aunt Shizumi, a middle-aged woman who always listens and responds at the right time. The house is at the very end of this block, because it needs hard effort to be able to integrate with the surrounding neighbors.

“Because of this incident property prices are around so down.” added Mrs Shion. The one standing around listened seriously.

While Jingga, standing with Aunt Junta; housewife who is still one apartment building with her. The two did not join the discussion and simply listened. Sometimes give a reaction.

“I'll tell my brother, maybe he wants to buy.”

“You're not afraid of being attacked, what?”

“Just after the police dismantled it, people will not commit crimes there again for fear.”

“Ah, I will not set foot there. Carry shit.”

“Say the stalker was skinned and castrated!”

The listeners took a deep breath. The orange rounded its eyes, thinking: 'The mysterious??'

“Keji once... this is too dangerous.”.

“Hey do not talk carelessly, there is no such thing as skinned and castrated.” Madam Shion denied. His red lips curled up pouting. He couldn't let his rumors get too bad. If he's accused of being one of the panic makers, what?

“Keep how can I hear that rumor?”

"You know his wife, Mr. Tomo, who works at the police station? He came to my salon and told me. The rumors you heard were too exaggerated. The original incident, only the skin is slightly slashed and the anus..” Madam Shion began to explain.

The incident was enough to be the intake of mothers in about weeks.

Every passing by he could see people gathering two-three people, talking about the same thing.

Jingga intends to go to the supermarket for shopping when catching the figure of Shuji in the booth.

“Hei.” Orange greeted as usual.

“Hm.” Shuji nodded briefly and asked subtly without seeming to find out. “Are you not tired of sports until this session.” Shuji glanced at the already clear sky.

Orange glanced at the clock on her phone and saw the time showing at 10 am.

“It was, long ago too, yes, it turned out?”

“Spirit?”

“Not really." Orange laughs a little. "So I chatted first with the mothers in the park.”

Shuji nodded in understanding without showing any meaningful expression.

He's been standing in this booth for fifteen minutes. Thinking of shopping together but the one in waiting just came now.

The sweet potato seller in front of him to the amazement of himself who had spent seven sweet potatoes.

There is no need for lunch today.

Shuji finished the last piece and moved towards the supermarket. “You shop?”

“Eh, yes. Together then.” The orange exclaimed and the road beside him. “You've heard the news?”

Shuji's steps stopped for a moment but he immediately controlled his movements. “What news?”

“Kata... there are those who have been caught because of stalking and video tape. Do you think perpetrators like this will be exposed in the media or not?”

Shuji glanced at the street around, compiling the answer carefully. “If on national tv will not. But in the local newspaper usually the perpetrator is introduced and in the photo pairs, so that people are more vigilant.”

“Ooh... so.” Orange nodding. “You're not surprised?”

“Uh, huh?” Shuji glanced at it and immediately looked for an excuse. “I seemed vaguely at the yam booth earlier. But I don't think it's around here..”.

“Hmmm.” Orange nodding. “But for real he was skinned and castrated?”

Shuji wanted to argue that he wasn't that cruel. But it's impossible.

He could only give a logical reason, “If it were that way, it would already be national news. The police from the capital will come, surely this place will be crowded. Not as calm as now.” he wants to know the opinion of Orange on this matter. Maybe he can adjust the criteria according to the Orange standard.

“Oh, true also.” Orange is silent for a moment. “I don't know if the perpetrator who hurt the stalker was right or wrong, but I'm glad that person was arrested.”

“Hmm.” Shuji who was the harasser of the stalker, puffed his chest proudly involuntarily. The two entered the supermarket and shopped together from start to finish.

Although he had managed to keep Orange away from danger, he had not calmed down. Shuji was once again convinced that he had to keep a close eye on her. How easy would it be if they lived in a house?