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Loosely based on the Japanese urban legend of a woman who just can't find her legs. Proceed with caution, I did ~not~ take this seriously.

Chapter Four

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by TuEsUnCheval

by TuEsUnCheval

"Psst"

"Mmm?"

"PSSSTT"

The woman absent-mindedly staring into the depths of the sink's drain looks up to meet the bottomless pits of despair that were our Kashi's eyes.

"..."

"Speak, woman."

For a change, it is our main character who has been dealt the blow of surprise this time round.

"Oh, umm–"

"Yeah?"

"I was just–"

"I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY"

"M-my legs," she sniffed.

"What about them?"

"They're gone."

A moment of silence descends as the woman registers that indeed, the trespassing odd lady in her bathroom was in fact missing her lower half.

"I see. Where did you lose them?"

"On the railtracks."

"..."

"THEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE IN MY BATHROOM STOP TESTING MY PATIENCE AND GO LOOK FOR THEM THERE."

Kashi sniffles again, but this time in mulish obstination,"No."

"No?"

"No."

"Well then, I can't help you."

"No, but you can make me feel better."

"Oh? That's nice but I don't really care."

"I'm going to enjoy this."

"What is that supposed to–"

SCREEAAACKKK

The freshly-decapitated woman blinked in incomprehension.

"Did you just–"

"Yup."

"Huh."

"That's it? I expected–"

"BLOODY 'ELL WOMAN I WILL SCEWER YOU–"

"Kekekekekeke" Kashi laughed as she teketeketeke-ed off into a safe distance while the latest victim yelled expletives behind her.