There were times when he wanted Yukio by his side . Most times were those times . This time, however, wasn't .
Ulf had stolen inside Red Rose Hell, or Red Rose Academy as the clowns running it preferred to call it . It even had a brass plaque nailed to the gates stating the lie . He wore a stolen senior high school uniform . He was the thief . Now he was on the look for a certain fictional second year student of the Himekaizen Academy .
There was a certain symmetric irony to the exchange of uniforms . One bad deed balanced by another .
If he had been told early October that he would ever set foot here again, he would probably not have believed it . What was probable was that he'd club such a person to the ground for suggesting anything that distasteful .
Last October he had still been scared enough to willingly resort to violence . It wasn't that he had developed gloriously as a person since then . Fifty year old people seldom did . But he did feel a lot more comfortable now, and that made clubbing people to the ground a less appealing option . Which was probably lucky for the student he tried to find .
He wasn't about to use violence if he found him . He was about to hurt the bastard much, much worse .
Nakagawa wanted the problem to vanish permanently . Ulf planned to oblige him .
Ulf had only attended the Red Rose middle school for about half a year, and this was the high school section, so in the end it took him an hour of skulking around in the school . One hour for catching a glimpse, and another five minutes to make it out of the school-grounds .
Ulf waited for his prey a block away from the school . He stalked it for another five . Then he opened up his ambush .
"Sempai, could you please help me?" he said .
The prey stopped, obviously unaware of the assault that was about to follow . "Yes?"
"I'm looking for a second year student from Himekaizen Academy . "
"From where?" But there had been a tell-tale glimmer in his eyes .
"It's this student," Ulf said and flashed his smart phone to the prey . The photo was a perfect face shot . Much better than anything Ulf could have dared to hope for without the object noticing the photo shot .
Nakagawa's gift was enlightening .
The prey stared at him with the eyes of a deer facing headlights of an onrushing car .
"Within two weeks that person has dropped out of high school, or these pictures will start circulating among the Red Rose parent community . "
Ulf flicked to photos where his prey received a large sum of money from a Red Rose teacher . They showed the prey in a Red Rose uniform, with what was clearly a Himekaizen uniform in his hands .
The prey stopped breathing .
Nakagawa's gift was profitable .
"After dropping out, this person will never, ever, attend any education of any kind again . That is a lifetime condition . "
Ulf flicked from photos to a film where a second year male student hammered Christina Agerman into a locker room wall . The face of that student was splendidly captured .
"This film, and a lot of other interesting data will find its way to the police should that condition not be met . "
The prey was on his knees sobbing .
Nakagawa's gift was instructive .
Ulf called Nakagawa and reported that the gift had lived up to all its promised attributes, and that he had recognised the student after all . It was the limping that gave him away, the limping Ulf had inflicted on him half a year earlier .
All in all it took Ulf the better part of three hours to permanently destroy the life for an eighteen year old school kid . The deed left him with a deep sense of satisfaction .
Chapter end
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