Pov 3rd person
The sudden bang of the gun shot , carried away in an already chaotic environment , caused obvious panic . Which was strong enough for the police to completely ignore , the building collapsing into a sinkhole , right behind them.
Instead of worrying about the building collapsing, those closest to where the shot landed quickly hid behind anything that could shield them from a potential follow-up shot. Those further away used the radio to inquire about the situation and, in the meantime, some were already heading there with the intention of providing support or immediately setting off in search of the place from which the shot had been fired.
However, this was unnecessary as there was no further shot, just as there was no longer a shooter. But , they did not know it yet. Their flashlights shone around, on roofs and alleys, searching for the place from which the shot was fired or through which the suspect fled.
However, the alley from which the shot was fired was already empty . There was no trace. No one had even seen anyone there earlier. No one saw the flash of the barrel. No one saw anyone running away. It was as if the shooter did not exist.
Yet , despite this, they continued searching for some time. Their shouts echoed through the empty streets, and the flashlights and car lights illuminated the starless night.
However, this did not concern the shooter, who in fact existed. Now standing on a distant roof, which would have been impossible to reach in such a short time, yet there she was.
She stared with her red as ruby eye at a dark corner on the edge of the roof. And in the darkness, another red as ruby eye, identical to hers, could be seen staring straight at her. Despite this, her face, which was practically identical to Kurumi's except for her obvious older age, showed no surprise whatsoever
"Thanks for getting rid of the bodies on that roof. But , you left all the blood behind. "
The older Kurumi said calmly, sitting down on the firewall of the building's roof.
"Your Cinder asked me to. You're lucky she didn't forget about it like you did. Unfortunately, she didn't have enough time to take care of them herself, so she contacted me. "
Said a voice identical to hers, and a figure emerged from the darkness. The face was identical to that of older Kurumi, but this one did not wear a smile. Nor did she wear similar clothes; instead, she wore tight jeans, high black boots, a top revealing her tattooed stomach, and a leather jacket.
In addition to her distinctly different style, her hairstyle was also striking. Instead of the typical double ponytails or even long hair, she had short hair that only covered her ears. What was even more striking was that one strand of her bangs, which covered her golden eye, was dyed red.
Her style was rebellious and eye-catching. She was completely different from the elegant young lady that the older Kurumi appeared to be.
However, her clearly different style did not bother the older Kurumi, who calmly looked at her and then turned her gaze away toward the distant commotion caused by the sinkhole. Her eyes narrowed and her expression became unpleasant.
" You should know very well that we cannot leave any traces , in the case where someone could obtain information from the bodies . As for blood, it doesn't matter. Bodies are a priority. "
She continued, looking at the older Kurumi with a certain amount of disapproval.
" And well, you don't have to thank me, your Cinder was so sweet asking me to do it. So I did it for her, not for you. But , I hope I won't have to clean up after you anymore. After all, I have my own missions and family . And you were lucky that I hadn't set off on mine mission yet. "
She said, placing her hands on her hips. The older Kurumi clenched her lips at these words, but her expression remained unchanged. Ten she turned her gaze back to the short-haired Kurumi.
" However, I was curious what made her come to me with this sudden request ? Why didn't you do it ? And why didn't you take care of it immediately , instead, you waited until the last minute. ? After all, you're not an amateur, you already know how things works . But , I had to hold off on that question and the visit because I had to go on a mission immediately after I clean . "
Said short-haired Kurumi, then she looked at the commotion in the distance. Then , she looked back at the older Kurumi , but this time with a blank stare.
" But now I see what you've been so busy with. I just hope it's not what I think it is. "
Said short-haired Kurumi, looking at the older Kurumi like a mother would look at a disobedient child.
"Yes, you and your vulnerability to Cinder."
The older Kurumi said, with a hint of mockery and dissatisfaction . The short-haired Kurumi just smiled at this reaction . Of course, she knew how the older Kurumi had completely ignored the more important issue, changing the subject to this. She knew this game well , after all, they were almost identical, with only a one-third difference in their souls.
"Are you jealous that, unlike you, I went after what I wanted, kid ? "
Said the short-haired Kurumi, folding her arms under her good-sized chest, which was well emphasized by her clothes. And sheb said that , knowing that this would change the subject. Yet she went along with it, knowing that she would win the argument. About the important things, she will ask later. That question will not go away. However, the opportunity to humiliate this brat was unique.
"I don't get involved in single romances , when I know that afterwards I'll have to figure out how to get between Emerald or Cinder's legs so that Neo doesn't get angry. I'm not you, kid. I am honest with myself and with my partners. Even if it hurts. "
The short-haired Kurumi continued her shameless monologue with a hint of pride. The older Kurumi rolled her eyes and clenched her teeth. She had something to say but kept quiet.
" My Neo , at least knows what I want. Did I hurt her with my decisions? Yes. "
" But I was honest, and she finally got over it. She's not the only one, but she still has a special place in my heart because she's my first. Even though I shouldn't say this when you have many partners, it's true. "
" Neo is special. I love them all, but Neo is always a little bit more."
The short-haired Kurumi said bluntly, without remorse or hesitation. The older Kurumi looked at her with disgust, which this time really broke through the short-haired Kurumi's mask and clearly got on her nerves. However, it didn't hit her as hard as the older Kurumi's next words.
" You're disgusting. Slut "
Said the older Kurumi, rising from her seat, her eyes already sinking into anger and her pupils contracting in madness. The short-haired Kurumi, however, did not let herself be intimidated and stood opposite the older Kurumi with a similar look, emphasized by a broad smile revealing her fangs.
They were the same height, so when they stood facing each other, their breasts pressed against each other. The shadows under their feet began to twist in a silent battle. Pale hands crawled out of the shadows, grabbing each other, sometimes tearing each other apart or wrestling with others. The tension grew, and with it, the smiles of both Kurumi.
Suddenly, they both drew their pistols. The older Kurumi pointed hers at the lower abdomen of the short-haired Kurumi. The short-haired Kurumi pointed hers at the temple of the older Kurumi. Gently pushing her head .
At that moment, everything indicated that they would attack each other. Their animosity was palpable. Their thirst for blood was evident. The conflict was already present, and the possibility of resolving it without bloodshed seemed impossible.
And yet . Suddenly, their confrontation was interrupted by a clearly excited whistle coming from the side. Without lowering their weapons, both Kurumi looked to the side, revealing their psychopathic expressions. At that moment, any normal person who saw them or, worse, interrupted them, would have long since fallen dead from the sheer terror.
Neither of the Kurumis looked like they were joking. They were really ready to kill each other. Despite this, the person who interrupted them didn't seem to care and whistled again. It was Neo, or rather one Neo sitting on the lap of the other, taller Neo.
With her fingers in her mouth and an excited look on her face, she whistled while holding a sign with a bright, vulgar inscription ( Go and fuck each other already ) in her other hand. The Neo doing this was, of course, the Neo of the older Kurumi. She was sitting on the lap of the other Neo, who was certainly a head taller than her.
The taller Neo's hair was long, tangled in a long braid that hung over her shoulder. Her outfit, despite obvious similarities to the outfit of the Neo sitting on her lap, she had a skirt instead of pants. Another characteristic feature was a notch in her ear and a scar on her cheek.
This Neo, like the smaller version on her lap, looked excitedly at the two Kurumi in front of her. In her free hand, she even held a camera pointed at the two of them. Her other hand was wrapped around the smaller Neo. Another less obvious and harder to notice difference between the two was the look they gave Kurumi.
The smaller one was obviously pleased with her Kurumi's loyalty. She didn't care much about the short-haired Kurumi's accusations against her Kurumi. After all, even if her Kurumi sought additional entertainment with her Emerald or Cinder, it didn't bother her as long as it was with her consent.
After all, she liked both girls. She just didn't like it when they stepped out of line. They could seek comfort or touch, but not love. That feeling belonged only to her. Only she could be Kurumi's partner in the eyes of the people. As for what happened behind closed doors ? What happens in the "family" stays in the "family."
However, the taller Neo did not reveal anything. Perhaps a little disappointment and slight embarrassment hidden behind her grin. Despite this, she was neither angry nor offended. In fact, what Kurumi had said was also satisfying in a way.
Being loved even a little bit more made her special. Paying no attention to their hidden thoughts. Both Kurumi looked at their audience and what they were doing. Their behavior completely destroyed the threatening mood, turning it into nothing more than a comedy.
This sight caused both Kurumi to look at each other.
"Hahahaha haha"
"Hahaha hahaha"
Both burst out laughing as they put down their weapons. The shadows beneath them calmed down, as did the two women who controlled them.
"So? Shall we grant our ladies' wish..."
Said the short-haired Kurumi, intending to finish her sentence, but unfortunately she couldn't when a gun barrel suddenly appeared in front of her mouth.
"Try it, and the only thing you'll got , is a bullet discharged from the barrel of this gun."
Said the older Kurumi, though her eyes betrayed no hostility, she was not joking. The short-haired Kurumi was not bothered by the refusal, but both Neos were. Disappointment was visible on their faces, but they did not pursue the subject when the older Kurumi became serious.
"So what are you doing here? "
Asked the older Kurumi, putting down her weapon and approaching the two seated Neos to sit on the firewall right next to them. Her Neo took advantage of the situation to move from where she was sitting on to the Kurumi's lap.
" Don't ask me questions you already know the answers to. "
Said short-haired Kurumi, and the atmosphere around her became really serious. Older Kurumi clicked her tongue, knowing that no matter how stubborn she was, she wouldn't be able to get out of this. So she remained silent. Wrapping her arms around Neo's waist , she then bury her face in her hair.
Feeling this, Neo wrapped her arms around Kurumi's hands, which were wrapped around her waist. This sweet scene made the other Neo look at her Kurumi . But she was too focused on the older Kurumi. And for the first time, she didn't know what the other one was actually doing.
"I should be the one asking you questions. Why did you just send the newbie to the sewers? And why are you still in this timeline? Are you ignoring your responsibilities? "
" If she's defective or you suspect she will become defective, why are you messing with her? Just kill her."
Savid short-haired Kurumi . Her tone was serious, she was expecting an answer.