Chapter Seven: Fox is the Devil:
The Mother needed to test her strength before acting. She decided to use Chijou as her playground this morning. Annaï¿½s body helped her blend in. First, she needed a victim. The Mother wanted someone pure with skeletons in their closet. Anna already objected to this plan.
ï¿½Oh come on, Anna-chan; this could be fun.ï¿½ the Mother said, ï¿½I have to test my powers.ï¿½ A tasty idea crossed her mind as she smirked, ï¿½Hey, I have a little bet for you,ï¿½ she said, ï¿½If you let me stabilize my powerï¿½.ï¿½ The heavy traffic rushed by the woman. The Mother grinned at the silence.
ï¿½Good,ï¿½ she cooed, ï¿½Iï¿½m glad you understand.ï¿½ She walked across the crosswalk.
The Mother came to a Womanï¿½s Advocate Building downtown. She waited by the entrance and used her senses to ï¿½fishï¿½ for her prey. The hunt lasted for one minute. She opened her eyes and smirked. The meeting would be over in twenty minutes.
Close to eleven oï¿½clock, the Mother watched the ladies exit the building. The smells of their souls teased her, tempted her. She used her years of experience to control her appetites until her target came out. Her attention focused on the last woman to exit the Womanï¿½s Advocate Building. The Mother studied her target. Akiyama Mikiko, aged forty-five, married with two children. Oh, her scent was intoxicating. The Mother walked over to her target.
ï¿½Excuse me, miss?ï¿½ she addressed her. Akiyama paused and looked up. The Mother stopped in front of her and gave her an innocent smile.
ï¿½Are you Akiyama Mikiko?ï¿½ she asked. The other woman blinked at her.
ï¿½Yes,ï¿½ she replied. ï¿½May I ask why?ï¿½ The Mother bowed gracefully.
ï¿½My name is Niwa Midori,ï¿½ she replied, ï¿½I have heard wonderful things about you.ï¿½ Akiyama began to smile.
ï¿½Oh,ï¿½ she said. ï¿½Thatï¿½s nice to hear.ï¿½ The woman stuck out her hand to the human-formed kitsune. Once she shook her hand, ï¿½Midoriï¿½ saw her targetï¿½s hidden crimes.
Akiyamaï¿½s son, daughter, and even husband lived in fear of her. Every day, she tormented her family to be her idea of perfection. The daughter took pills to cope. Akiyama even killed her infant son after making him drink lighter fluid as punishment. The whole thing was passed off as an accident.
Midori smiled at this newfound information as she plotted the perfect murder. She drew back her hand.
ï¿½Say, have you had lunch yet?ï¿½ she asked.
ï¿½Noï¿½ï¿½ her target answered.
ï¿½Perfect!ï¿½ Midori said as she took the woman by the shoulders. ï¿½I know just the place.ï¿½ She led her target across the street before she could argue.
They went an outdoor cafï¿½. Akiyama fidgeted in her seat.
ï¿½Listen,ï¿½ she said, ï¿½I really need to get back.ï¿½
ï¿½No, no,ï¿½ the kitsune insisted. ï¿½Stay. The food is really good here.ï¿½ Akiyama bit her lower lip.
ï¿½At least let me call home,ï¿½ she said, ï¿½I have to tell the maid about the mess in the kitchen andï¿½.ï¿½
ï¿½Donï¿½t bother,ï¿½ Midori interrupted. ï¿½Cell phone reception is tricky here. Sometimes itï¿½s perfect and other times itï¿½s just a dead zone.ï¿½ She looked around for a brief moment. ï¿½Yep,ï¿½ Midori said, ï¿½Weï¿½re sitting in a dead zone.ï¿½
ï¿½Well canï¿½t we move?ï¿½ her target asked.
ï¿½Whatï¿½s the rush?ï¿½ the Mother asked. ï¿½We have the best seat in the cafï¿½. Stay, relax.ï¿½ Akiyama reluctantly lowered her hand. Midori patted her on the shoulder.
ï¿½Thatï¿½s better,ï¿½ she cooed. ï¿½Just sit and enjoy lunch.ï¿½ Itï¿½s your last meal after all, she thought. Akiyama sat squirming. Midori timed the whole execution through their lunch. She didnï¿½t eat or order any food. Akiyama looked up from her Alfredo pasta with a puzzled look.
ï¿½Hm?ï¿½ she asked as she spotted her companionï¿½s glass of wine, ï¿½Thatï¿½s all youï¿½re having?ï¿½ Midori chuckled over her full glass.
ï¿½Iï¿½m not really hungry right now,ï¿½ she lied. Her target nodded uneasily.
ï¿½Okayï¿½.ï¿½ she mumbled. Midoriï¿½s face changed into a grim one.
ï¿½Actually, I havenï¿½t been fully honest with you,ï¿½ she admitted. ï¿½I have to tell you something.ï¿½ The target lowered her fork.
ï¿½What?ï¿½ she asked. The Mother grabbed her by wrist and whispered something in her ear in a honey-sweet tone. Akiyama dropped her fork. She rose to her feet in a daze and began walking away.
ï¿½Hey!ï¿½ Midori called out behind her, ï¿½You didnï¿½t order dessert! They have good cheesecake here!ï¿½
ï¿½No,ï¿½ her victim mumbled sadly as she walked to the guillotine in her mind, ï¿½I wonï¿½t need it anymore.ï¿½