Uprising Of The Cannon Fodders

CHapter Twenty

Yoshiki was... stunned by the horror standing behind his door. 

There was a g*n pointed at him by a giant stuffed bear.

"..."

He couldn't think, just how could a stuffed bear hold a g*n to someone's head. In what world does that happen!?

"Daisuke, have I gone crazy, I thought this was a simple modern world?"

["No host, you're as sane as you were before, and it is a simple modern world."]

"Then is there a stuffed bear with a g*n at my door?"

["Yes host, that seems to be the case, my sincere apologies. I should have been more alert."]

"You really should have."

"Can you put up a soundproofing wall around my apartment?"

["Yes, host"]

"Please do so."

Nothing happened for a while before a simmering blue wall appeared behind the assassin and covering inside the apartment.

"Thanks, Daisuke."

["Of course, host."]

Yoshiki was trying to make himself move like maybe slam the door shut, but for an unknown reason, the only thing he could do is stand there frozen with a g*n to his head. As the bear's bottom eyes gleamed horribly under the hallway light.  

One bear, one man staring at each other.

"...."

"....."

Yoshiki dropped onto the ground as the first shot fire, rolling himself back onto his feet, he twisted his right leg and lifted his left around to slam into the hand holding the g*n, sending it to fly across the room, hit the ground, and finally under the second sofa.

Rapidly retreating from the approaching assassin he brought his hands up to block any incoming attacks toward his chest, just as he predicted the assassin aimed his right foot at his chest, using his right hand to block the attack, he used his Left hand to trap the assassin's leg in between his hands, twisting his hand to the left and then up, his opponent was thrown off balance and slammed onto the glass table, which Brock on impact.

Groan in pain, the giant assassin tried to stand back up but because of the heavy bulk of the costume, it could not get back up.

Breathing hard Yoshiki left the giant bear assassin to its struggle and headed straight for the kitchen, walking up to one of the kitchen drawers, pulling it out he took out the biggest knife inside and closed it as he headed back to the living room, his eyes holding a sinister gleam.

Seeing the open door, Yoshiki changed his way a bit and closed the door and locked it, making it impossible for someone to get in or get out.

Standing in front of the assassin, Yoshiki dropped onto his knees and brought up the knife he was holding and put it through the assassin bear custom on his thigh area. There was a period of silence... And then a miserable scream of pain. 

"Oops, sorry, was that too painful? You know what I hate the most in the world is when someone shows up at your house and doesn't even greet you before they try to kill you, it's just so uncultured. You should at least introduce yourself to me, before trying to murder me."

["Host?"]

"Shhh, Daisuke, don't you see I'm in the middle of something right now."

["Sorry for the interruption host."]

*I need to do a more detailed investigation into my host there was nothing on him being able to t*****e or fight someone on his file.*

Still smiling, Yoshiki removed the knife from the assassin's thigh and sank it into his chest, and slowly moved it towards the belly, the screaming still echoing throughout the apartment, the voice clearly showing which gender the assassin was.

As the man's insides were cut from the knife inside his stomach now, his blood licked out of the costume, the horrifying sound of metal scraping against bone cut through the air, as the knife continued its path down the man's chest the sound got louder and louder as the man's screams entered a new pitch, movement of the knife stopped just above where the place where the belly button of every human is located. 

The hand holding the knife slowly lifted it from the man's stomach, the thick knife was dyed completely red from blood, the sounds of blood rapidly coming out of the man could be held in the silent room, sounding so much like the sound a small Creek makes in the middle of the woods.

Yoshiki who was holding the knife slowly moved it towards the man's throat and slowly moved to the very middle of the man's throat, as the man whimpered in pain, and from the slowly approaching knife, the knife was placed on area right above the place throat meets the chest and it sank in slowly. The knife was put in one-third of the way and left there. 

Yoshiki stood up from his kneeling position to stand back and admire his masterpiece, the stuffed bear costume had three tears now, one on its right thigh, another on the stomach, and the last on the throat. Each area was leaking blood, there was blood on the rag, it spread to both sofas; the air was full of the smell of blood, and the sounds of choking filled the silence. 

The scene was one of blood, t*****e, and insanity, and the one who caused it was smiling quite happily, as if he was looking at a piece of art.

The scene was abruptly shattered to prices when the sounds of rattling of doorknob echoed through the silence.

Yoshiki's smile completely disappeared from his face and abruptly reached for the knife in the man's throat, shoving it through ending his life, he withdrew it and panicked just as the door slammed open against the wall. 

Yoshiki...…...!?