Flashback
Warehouse
3rd Person POV
On a sun setting evening, there was a young teenage girl, with long brown hair and brown eyes. She was in middle school.
She was tied up to a chair and her mouth was taped. She was crying, and she was scared. But no one could hear her cry. That was obvious from the tape.
With her, a bunch of tall and large men wearing seemingly cargo work clothes, black jackets, and they all had ski masks on their heads, but their faces were exposed. They looked like filthy, ugly bastards that people see in an NTR hentai.
???: Way to go boss! We got a cute one!
???: What's the plan with her?
???: It's easy on what's going to happen! She'll be sent along to a sex slave trading and we'll get some good money from her.
???: That's awesome sir! The job is just so perfect!
The girl was terrified. Her eyes widened with fear and tears streamed down her face. All of the men turned to her.
???: So what do we do now?
???: Well...since she's all tied up and all alone...We could have a little bit of fun with her~
Then men all snickered with massive grins on their faces as the girl looked more scared, the shear level of fear overcoming her in an instant as her entire body was visibly shaking up badly.
However, in a sudden moment, one of the men was slammed down hard to the ground, getting hit in the head by something.
???: Huh...? What was that? What happened?
The men all turned around and saw blood coming from the man who was struck down. It was clear that he was dead.
???: Who's there?!
Just then, another man was taken down. A blunt force struck his head. They all turned around again once more.
???: Come out wherever you are! You so called hero!
The mysterious figure arrived and fought with the men.
One by one, all the men were taken down by the mysterious figure. Each and every one of them were killed in one hit. Every attack the men tried to land, it was dodged.
Eventually, it was down to the boss of the men. He charged at the figure with one move.
???: I AM FUCKING DONE WITH YOU!!
???: Yeah, you are.
Unfortunately for that man, the head honcho of all the large kidnapping men, he was easily killed with one hit, never landing a strike on the figure.
The figure turned itself to the girl, who was stunned by everything. It began to walk closer to her. Its figure began clear it was a boy.
???: Hey you.
The boy reached the girl, and looked away in a flinch. She whimpered with her mouth covered. The boy then ripped off the tape in one pull, catching the girl's eyes.
She then looked up and met the boy's eyes. His hair was tied up with a topknot. It was red but his eyebrows were black, and his eyes were green. He had a stoic and calm look on his face.
That boy was Ryota Hinokami.
Ryota: You alright?
The girl looked up at him. They shined through the tears that were falling from them.
The girl was none other than...
Mizuki Takeuchi.
???: I believe that was where it all began.
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