#spider daimon

[carnivorousyandeere]

How do y’all feel about drider yans and “tiny frog” darling

[illyanarasputinfan]

Cory Smith

[towritecomicsonherarms]

Strikeforce #3

[involuntaryspya]

strikeforce (2019) #7

i figure if i'm changing my icon for halloween, i should at least post the panel i'm using, right?

[hellomystraightlacedfriend]

Writer: Tini Howard

Art: Germán Peralta

Strikeforce #7

[schwazombie]

Me, mid conversation: is that a spider on the ceiling above the TV Husband, looking up: that is a giant fucking spider I will go to work

[diana-thyme]

Greek Gods 101: Epiales

Epiales is a Daimon of nightmares. Excluding the universal offerings, some common offerings include:

Miniature Beds, Blankets, Etc.

Sleep Masks

Depictions of Spiders

Sheets, Blankets, Pillows, Etc.

Black Items

Veils

Depictions of Hedgehogs

Depictions of the Night

For devotional acts, some activities that can be done for him include:

Keeping a Dream Journal

Sleeping

Analyzing Nightmares

Working Through Mental Illness or Grief

Learning About the Causes of Nightmares

Learning How to Lucid Dream

He is not celebrated in any Athenian holidays.

[praise-suns-and-chill]

On another post a few comments, mine included, had a little chat about what Mashita's thought proccess could have been, during the Confession in the second game.

So I decided to write a little One Shot about it!

This includes Spoilers for Case 7 in Death Mark 2, as well as the DLC of Death Mark 1.

THIS? 

"I'm not gonna be surprised by anything that comes out of his damn mouth." 

Well. 

Fuck. 

He was really eating those words now, huh. 

He could only stare with eyes ripped open as Yashiki explained, his words as trembling as his hands, his eyes avoiding everyone else. 

In fear of judgement? 

Probably. 

Shame? 

Definitely. 

This was wrong. 

This was wrong on every level. 

He was never one to stick to rules but this? 

MURDER??? 

Mashita couldn't even speak at first as Yashiki just continued explaining. No, there had to be something else, every second now he would mention that they did find that girl again alive, there had to be more, there had to be. 

This was wrong. 

But there wasn't. 

There wasn't and he looked as guilty as ever. Having just confessed. 

To murder. 

"You must be kidding me." 

Words uttered in pure disbelief. 

This wasn’t happening. 

There is no way. 

"To think you'd kill someone..." 

Actually, he didn't want to think about that. Not a single bit.  

Yes, everyone had the potential to murder, he knew that better than most, but this was Yashiki. Compassionate to a stupid, suicidal degree Yashiki. 

"Don't blame him for that! He was controlled by the Departed!" 

Oh great, the brat was talking. Mashita glared at her out of reflex alone. 

Why the fuck was she so defensive anyways? Nobody would react like that after their best friend just got killed, what kind of weirdo was this girl??

"Insanity or not, murder is still murder", he snapped back, before his eyes stared back at Yashiki. 

He felt more like he was the one going insane, his mind completely elsewhere as old training just kicked in. 

It was the only thing that made sense right now. 

"Article 199, a person who kills another person is punished by the death penalty or life imprisonment or for a definite term of no less than five years." 

He felt sick of even thinking of this as an option. He rattled down those words out of pure habit, as he had many times before, in the Academy back in the day and his job later. 

"I'd slap the cuffs on you myself if I had them with me." 

He should, but he wouldn't. Why was he saying that, he wouldn't, because Yashiki would never kill anyone. 

God fucking damnit. 

His heart was racing as fast as his mind, his entire body tense, ready to spring at the threat and yet violently rejecting the very notion that there was a threat to begin with. 

Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong, wrong, fuck! 

But Yashiki? 

Everyone else, maybe. 

He'd believe Shou, not planned but in affect, too impulsive. Ai too, stronger than she looked, against a stalking fan maybe. Daimon? Doctor, there was always a chance of malpractice. Yasuoka? That old hag definitely had a skeleton in her closet somewhere, if only because she dug it up once because the bones had some weird powers. 

The man who watched the only friends he had get attacked? 

The man who watched his friends get controlled to attack him? 

The man who watched half his friends get cursed into a coma and nearly die. 

The man who was nearly killed himself by the same goddamn spirit.  

The same man who after ALL THAT, still trembling in shock and trauma, barely aware of his own body, STILL refused to think about himself, just for fucking ONCE. 

The same man who looked at a dead spider, the remains of that goddamn spirit and still decided to show compassion to it before ANYTHING else-! 

...

Oh. 

Of course. 

And his body instantly relaxed, as did his mind.  

It didn't make any sense, possession or not. He would never do it. So he didn't. 

"...Let me just say one thing." 

It wasn't like him to get distracted. He had nearly forgotten what case they were even working on. 

"The law only applies if the victim is human." 

[ghoooooooooooooooost]

i only shared it w a friend before but can i tell you all my death mark 2 au/rewrite... here (spoilers obvi, also body horror + insects warning)

(edited so theres more details smile)

most things r the same except for the departed (and no naked girl cgs OFCOURSE)

making it so that the departed pretends to be daimon instead of the two high school girls

normal daimon is around but he’ll gradually get sick n every now n then something weeeeird happens (as in yashiki accidentally talks to fake daimon. also maybe you see the weird bug ghost that hovers above everyone near endgame with him first)

crowbar scene happens w fake daimon while real daimon is actually passed out somewhere. mashita comforts yashiki n then they both realize its a fake

(that's what these doodles were referencing)

my dearest friend chip suggested the departed could also be konoe so n that would make sense n make him more present in the plot so byeah

we both agreed that they didn't push the bug + mold horror theme far enough so i tried my hand at it. mold can be really gross irl ewwww

my design for departed daimon is actually toned down from the og tho, just bc i thought the weird spider face was more goofy than scary. personally bugs are scary to me when they're crawling on you n burrowing into your skin n making holes n laying eggs in there - like the bees in death mark 1. there was some real-stories tv show abt that specific thing happening that aired when i was a kid n it freaked me out a lot

why was hime's mold just ourple swirls boooriiiiiiiiiiiing

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edit july 15th 2024 adding this into the main og post since wonderful chippard linked it (basically a neater rewrite of everything i just said + what i said in the reblog addition. i rewrote it for a solo zine hence the proper capitalization lol)

Instead of Himeko and Michiho being The Departed, it’s Daimon and Konoe. Normal Daimon is still there but every now and then he’ll start acting strange or feeling sick due to The Departed’s possession. The “love” aspect would be shown through Daimon specifically too so Doctor Duo ship is canon in this. Konoe basically uses Daimon to try to get to his Dear Husband. In place of going into a coma like in the original, his behavior intensifies and condition worsens until he suddenly runs to the bathroom. When he comes back… dun dun dun… that’s The Departed – Yashiki doesn’t know…! Crowbar scene ensues. But!? After Yashiki tells Mashita, they see Daimon perfectly alive in the infirmary. Yasuoka found him collapsed in the hallway at some point.

The plot would play out basically the same with some changes (no fanservice girl cgs; more Konoe screen-time; Michiho + Himeko act differently; Saki or Abe partner? more school-related ghosts...).

Maybe the game could be longer to give the new characters more time to shine while not removing the returning ones. Not sure how that would work exactly… One possible solution would be to have day segments where we get to play as Yashiki while he's actively teaching (which would also address the "why'd they even pick a school setting" problem bc damn they barely did any school specific plot shit outside of Hanako & Kashima). Would be awesome and in-line with how the first game brought up war if they kept addressing problems with the education system. Also I think I wouldn’t have any unavoidable human casualties after Hanako’s chapter? All the unavoidable deaths made my friends confused about if they were doing something wrong or not and it honestly felt off to me too. It would be compelling if after failing to protect the first student(s), Yashiki actually successfully protects the rest of them in the good route. Making him feel like he’s become more steadfast after the first game and staying true to his word. Especially if Naomi survives in my opinion - ‘she almost dies but is spared if you make the right choices’ or something like that. She could even be in the room when Yashiki sings the school song.

Not sure how I'd make The Departed feel even more connected to the school... Maybe there's a romantic superstition popular among the students that's based off their "wedding ceremony" -- but it's innocent enough to not give away how they died.

[wanderingmind867]

In case you missed all the other parts, this is part six of my Howard the Duck story idea: The Wedding of Howard and Bev! I'm really, really proud of this one. I think I actually came up with a good plotline:

The annual would feature Howard and Bev's wedding, which is to be held in a lavish chapel in Cleveland. All of the people Howard's met and befriended are invited to the wedding, so the guest list would include (but not be limited to): Paul Same, Winda Wester, Uncle Lee, Claude Starkowski, Jennifer Kale, Korrek, Man-Thing, Doctor Strange, Spider-Man and Daimon Hellstrom. Although Doctor Strange is the only one invited on The Defenders, he brings the rest of the team with him anyways (so Valkyrie, Hulk, Nighthawk, Hellcat, etc all show up). The point is: it's a big wedding. Even the kidney lady might show up, only to get kicked out after she tries to pick a fight with our many super powerful party guests (like the hulk).

But sadly: the wedding is interrupted by more than just the kidney lady. No, it's interrupted by Bev's ex-husband: Doctor Bong! He's come to win her back and kill howard, and he's using the court of public opinion to achieve his evil schemes. You see: for months now, he's been publishing articles detailing his arduous task of raising three kids on his own. So by the time bev and howard inevitably had their wedding, bong would have control of the narrative.

Having convinced people that howard was the one who manipulated bev into marrying him (thereby deflecting his real crimes onto Howard), bong now leads an army of concerned citizens to "save his wife from that feathered freak"! And since none of the heroes attending the wedding know what to do, bev is successfully "liberated" and brought back to her rightful husband. Which means that Howard now has to head to Doctor Bong's castle and save her yet again.

Doctor Strange and Howard's other allies help him locate and access Bong's fortress, but Howard has to fight Bong alone. The others don't want to get in the way of this incredibly complicated web of romance any more than they have to. And I still don't know how Bong would be defeated, but I know that he definitely would be defeated.

And then, with bong defeated and lying in the ruins of his castle with his minions and "children", Howard and Bev take off. We end the issue with a scene from their flight back to Cleveland, showing them deciding to just elope instead. It's much easier that way. And that'll be how this comic series ends. We tied up almost all the loose ends the original howard the duck comics left behind, we brought the series back to bizarre, philosophical roots, and we managed to tell a compelling romance story to boot! Now we have all the open space for later Howard the Duck stories. Ones not forced into tying up loose ends from 1981!

[carnivorousyandeere]

Wendell the jumping/burrowing kind of hybrid drider and tiny frog darling is very cute, weirdly wholesome

But also consider:

Spider Daimon and Toad Demon Darling

Spider Daimon looking at Wendell and his Darling like, “awwww, can’t we be cute like them~?”

Toad Demon Darling, grumpy and maybe just tsun: “Quit spouting nonsense, we’re nothing like them. If you keep getting on my nerves I will eat you.”

Spider Daimon, twirling a loc around her finger and giggling: “You promise~?”

Toad Demon Darling: 😑

[ultimate-sprite-maker]

I know requests are closed. But if you ever do open them can you do a sprite of Ayana Daimon? Masaru’s older sister? On her jacket she wears a white circle shaped pin on the center with an heart shaped skull symbol on it as well as circle pins depicting a spider lily and another circle pin depicting two fists colliding, ( she’s the former ultimate Athleticist) for the sprite base I’d say Kaede’s sprite would do, for the pose Ayana is striking an determined pose full of energy action and enthusiasm, a fake fist punch.

And again, no. You can't say "I know requests are closed" and then proceed to request not once, but FIVE TIMES. No. The answer is no. That's rude as all hell.

Proshippers are also ON MY DNI!! You are disgusting.

[daimon-art]

Meet daimon enferno AKA spider violet from an alternative future of earth 616.

[kamyru]

Voltage Inc characters as strange things me and my friends have ever said. Part 1

Part 2

Her Love in the Force version

Oops! I Said Yes?! version

Romance MD: Always on Call version

Irresistible Mistakes version

Games: Her Love in the Force, Irresistible Mistakes, Oops! I Said Yes?!, Romance MD: Always on Call, Tokyo Love Hustle

Hosho: I can see how you and Kasumi stare at each other during his classes. Ekuni: The first to blink has to buy a Littman stethoscope for the other one.

Kasumi: No one gets my jokes. Takado: Have you ever thought that you are the problem? Kasumi: Never.

MC in Ayumu's route: I can't see peaches anymore. I see pain.

MC: I can write books about you. Taro: Physiopathology books?

Kuranosuke: I am not sure if I love you 100% of the time or just 99%. MC: I think it's 20%.

MC: Shun is coming. Natsume: You call him Shun? Yuiko: No, we call him "Daddy".

MC: I can't think while I'm working.

MC, while cooking with Taro: How is it called the thing out of which the dough is made? Taro: Dough.

MC: Can you imagine how cute it is that Kasumi's nickname is Toshi? Sen: I don't usually think about this while watching NinjaNerd.

MC in Ayumu's route: The sex process in loading 99%. What if he says: "I don't actually like sex"?

Hosho: Tell me what disease you have, and I'll tell you how much paracetamol to take.

Shu: In a world full of Narutos and Sasukes, I'm not even Tobi. I'm Kisame because I'm a freak show.

MC: Would you love me more if I were a cat? Kuranosuke: You would love me less.

MC: Do you want to watch plumber porn? Shu: Plumber hentai.

Kaga's sister: This is a gift for you. MC: But you gave us some cake and sake earlier. Kaga's sister: It wasn't for you. It was for the entire family. MC: Entire family? But Kaga had both of them.

Suzumu: I would have bought a lollipop in the form of a boob if it were bigger. MC: How big do you want it to be, insatiable?

Toshiaki's brother: Toshiaki looks like he's ready to tell you about the best loan offer.

*Togo is transferred abroad* Kunihiro, aware of his crush on MC: There's "Spider-Man, no way home", and here's "Daimon Togo, no way she'll wait for you".

MC, after being scolded by Jun, Kuranosuke, Kaga, Ishigami, Ayumu, Takado, or Togo: I knew I was dumb, but thought it wasn't so obvious.

Eiji, after he let the twins paint his nails: I look like a monster. I have never in my life loved myself as much as do right now. This is the hottest I have ever been.

MC: I don't think someone has seen me talking with Tsugaru. Momose: It will come as a surprise for you, but Tsugaru did.

MC: I actually would like someone to tell me: "show me your little donut".

The self-conscious MC, in every single route: Your ding ding dong is out of my tummy tummy league.

Kurasosuke & Jun: What's with this vomit of a project?

Kaga: The only thing you're good at is reeking because it doesn't need your active implication.

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Chapter 9 - Crimson Spider Lily

With the next day coming by much faster than anticipated, the two lovers mentally prepared themselves to brave yet another likely ghostly encounter; Though it wasn't the ghost, but Kisara's own spiritual strength that terrified the detective, well aware that she was going to use her powers to find out what happened. Only walking in someone's shoes can help you understand what one's been dealing with -- Or some kind of inspirational bullshit quote you hear in self-growth books or whatever.

Regardless, Satoru was uncharacteristically tender with the girl, settling to go as far as to brush her hair and even give her a shoulder massage, though he couldn't find the strength to give her some lame-ass pep talk. She knew well enough what she was getting into, and truthfully, they were both wary of this ghost shit. She's been possessed enough times; Heavens forbid she ends up in a coma like Hiroo, because she attracts spirits like a trouble magnet.

Yet one question remained in the back of his his head - What was that mysterious and cryptic phone call she just made?

Still, come night at the same hour, the two found Yashiki conversing with Daimon and, surprisingly enough, Banshee. The doctor reported on Madoka's vital status, which wasn't improving - Though her parameters were fine, they weren't sure how to treat her. If they suspected poison, they couldn't just randomly throw around serums and antitoxins, unless they wanted to kill her. The truth was... There was no cure for Hiroo's condition, and Kisara knew it - As long as the ghost was alive, Hiroo will remain unconscious... Or die soon.

Once more, Kisara displayed a rather uncharacteristic meerkat-like curiosity, looking around as if for something specific, only to remain fixated for 5 seconds at most, on one corner of the street nearby - However, when Satoru averted his sight that-a-way, he found nothing. Interesting. Solemn, the crowd of five entered the fancy hotel; Only Banshee went out by himself, seemingly to forage for things; Though the other four agreed to stick together and keep safe. Of course, the old man goes to wander by himself, to search for the electricity device that's supposed to control the elevator. Right at that time, both Yashiki and Kisara sink to the floor, complaining about an excruciating migraine. Though Daimon kept going on and on about medical and rational reasons, it was all but obvious ghosts were involved; How annoying. Kisara didn't want to worry her boyfriend so soon, but there was little she could do in that regard.

With Banshee gone to hell knows where, the four agreed to return to the mysterious object under the bed, now that they weren't in a rush or pressured by the malevolent intentions of their ghost girl; Much to their surprise, however - The secret object was a condom. Well, much good that did them.

Sighing in disappointment, they leave the room, only to look at the elevator doors. Mashita and Yashiki looked at each other and nodded, like-minded, putting all their strength into peering open the unbudged doors. "Whoa, you two are pretty strong!" the girl remarked, being the first to look around the opened elevator.

Though she was staring pretty fixed at the floor numbers that went to five - And even a secret 6th floor that had no accessible button - Yashiki could only stare up at the ceiling with horror, gulping at what he was seeing. "Are those spider webs?"

Not only did the detective cringe at the mere mention of those disgusting insects, but seeing his girlfriend stare with those terrified eyes at the spider silk above them, only to jump out of the elevator in the blink of an eye, with the most heartbreaking yelp, was beyond his limit. "I-I will remain at a safe distance!" she chuckled with unease. "I think the elevator buttons are interesting though. I wonder how we can access the 6th floor, if there's no button. Maybe the stairs?"

"Or maybe a code?" Daimon suggested. "I've seen that before with VIP rooms."

"Then we only have to find out the code and see how we can get this thing moving." Mashita huffed. "Easy enough. Just like Frankenstein's Monster."

"I guess we'll see what old man Banshee finds." Yashiki sighed, only to get his sight fixated on a small keyhole titled 'Fire'. He used one of the Emergency Keys, but to no avail - Being so rusty, and forcing it, it might break. He'll need to find some oil.

Out of nowhere, Daimon spoke his mind - About the purifying of ghosts, how they escaped and what not - It was finally then that he came up with the conclusion that their fight was more of a ritual than anything. As if that wasn't obvious enough. Still, this only means, in his mind, that the elevator can move not necessarily with electricity, but by doing some sort of specific ritual. How annoying.

Deciding to move away, they exit the elevator and climb up on the 3rd floor, where they find Banshee, who speaks in riddles about the painting and order you should look at them. Yes, that is peculiar, and Kisara had a similar hunch - Why else would there be a Masquerade Wife painting on each floor, one of them being in her late years, while the other being a young bride. So... In order, huh?

While the red head was staring at the old Masquerare Wife lady, the boys were hunched over the broken circuit board. Daimon says that spiders are afraid of vibrations, something that electrical devices, including that one, often create; Yashiki opened the condom wrapper and used it as a rubber band to fix the circuit breaker; And Mashita could feel an eye twitch, realising the board was enwrapped in human hair.

Going down on the lobby, Yashiki repaired that circuit board by using the metal spoon, assisted by Daimon, while the couple decided to go back to the peculiar torture guest room and figure out what's going on. The previous night, they hadn't the time to check the glorious bathroom of that place - If that door truly did, in fact, lead to a bathroom to begin with. No matter how Mashita tried to force open the door, it just wouldn't open.

"Try opening it while pushing from another direction. Not the opening or closing one - Kinda on the side of the hinge." the red head said, stepping in to assist. "Pull on the frame and I'll help."

Mashita only rose a quizzical eyebrow, but did as instructed; At once, Kisara put her hand on the side of the knob and leaned her weight towards the hinge; And magically, it opened. "Don't tell me a ghost told you how to open it."

"Nah. The doors in my grandparents' house were always busted. After getting stuck for a while, I decided to stop using the window to escape, and figured out a way to open them instead." the dark haired man simply shook his head in disbelief. What a mischief.

"That tells me more of your troublemaking, not your wit." he scoffed, getting inside the bathroom. "Do your magic. I'll check this place out. I stole your rubber gloves."

"Now that - Is wit." the girl giggled softly. "But they are small. Better pray they fit." she teased him before allowing the man to do his investigation. Then, she lethargically stepped in front of the stained wall. "Well, here goes nothing."

Satoru found the wooden horse head of the broken torture device, laying on the bathtub; The glass of the shower was painted red with bloody handprints, and he spotted some leftover vaseline they could use to get the key working in the elevator; Though the exorbitant amount of blood splattered all over the sink was quite concerning. He might be able to endure a lot, but such kind of violence wasn't something even someone like he could digest. There was only so much he could imagine, before his mind would flash with the idea of his own girlfriend being forced in such a situation, and rage would cloud his judgement.

Truth is, in a way, she was forcing herself in that situation by willingly choosing to touch peculiar residue that might be linked to ghosts and what-not. He was so deathly concerned that she would be unable to cope with this vision, or maybe the next - That the evilness in this place was so high, she would be unable to regain her senses and she'd go mad. What a scary thought.

Throwing the rubber gloves away, he rushed back in the room, only to see the doctress huddled together on the ground, trembling and weeping softly. Her arms were protectively wrapped around her petite body, and her face was buried in her knees. "I'm here." he spoke out in a low voice, making sure she is aware of her surrounding - And of him. "How bad?"

"Brutal." she sniffed, slowly unwrapping herself from her protective shell and crawling in his arms. "Men and women both... So brutal... So cruel..." and not even he was ready for what was to come, just in a story-telling way. "Such small girls... She... They... Looked so young. Some accepted drugs from their patrons. They knew what they were getting into." for once, she didn't live through the whole experience in a linear way - Perhaps it was because of the drugs... Or maybe, because there were multiple girls that got tied up to that wall and treated with such sadistic aggressiveness. "Many... Many girls... Hanging there... Degraded... Struck with such cruelty that they were left bruised and bloody. I don't get it - I don't get it at all. There's one thing to get money by having sex - But to willingly agree to having flesh split open with hooked whips?! Why- What--... That pain... That humiliation... Who LIKES that?! Who WANTS that?!"

Mashita himself felt light-headed just thinking about that - He knew of many weak men who had to feel strong by abusing women, yes; Inferiority complex and all that - But this was much beyond that. Rich men and women paying good money just to abuse squealing and weeping young girls who are into that. Masochists - Those girls are masochists. He only ever heard of religious masochists who willingly flagellate themselves to atone for their sins or whatever; Japan is a mostly atheist country nowadays, so he's never encountered any such fanatic - Though he could never discard the idea that sex-psychos were beyond him to understand, and their psychology is something that will always baffle him.

He panics inside whenever he finds a small bruise on Kisara's body, fearing that worst - That he was the cause of that, that he was too rough with her - She told him multiple times how sensitive her body can be, finding bruises out of nowhere, so much so that she overlooks them without any care. The truth in all this remains that, not only does Satoru find it hard to accept that people willingly accept pain into their life, but that some are willing to inflict it on those they care about. What a foreign concept.

"I don't know, but there are a bunch of weirdos out there." he admitted, a little bitterly. "Are you hurt?" Kisara quickly lifted her blouse up, looking for any sign of damage - There was none. She then patted her lower body, and thankfully, still nothing. "A'ight, pretty girl, let's get you up and dusted. You don't want more filth on those overly expensive clothes of yours."

"Expensive, but high-fashion couture." regaining her senses, Kisara joked light-heartedly, being helped up by her boyfriend and patting her clothes to get rid of all that dust and filth.

"... Can't deny that." he offered a small smile, before guiding her out into the hall. There, they saw Yashiki and Daimon inside the elevator, seemingly marveling around for clues.

"You may come in. We got rid of the webs." the doctor reassured them.

Mashita nodded in thanks. "Catch." he threw the vaseline bottle at his partner. Though a little weird, Yashiki knew what to do - Lathering up the key and the keyhole, he was able to turn it to the 'ON' switch. 

The elevator rumbled lightly, and moved to the 1st floor automatically. Daimon groans as he wiped sweat off his face - What a scary experience. Finally, they'll hopefully be able to go above the 3rd floor and figure out what to do with the painting order and what not.

Their first destination was Floor 4, where the gloomy hallway stretched out ahead of them through the eerie darkness, though it didn't look any bit different from the lower floors. 

Except...

As soon as Yashiki turned the light on and flashed ahead, the vivid silhouette of the raincoat-dressed ghost was smirking at them enigmatically. The grip on the flashlight tightened so hard, his hand got sweaty. Daimon took a step back. Kisara and Satoru had their guard up, though the group was well aware that the most experiences exorcisers were the ones with the most spiritual power and battles under their belt.

"Sir... Other people are unnecessary..." the girl's voice rung through their ears. Was this why she got rid of Hiroo? Because she was an extra? Then that meant... Shuuji... And maybe Banshee also? "You're the only one I want to see, sir." that's certainly not the best thing to hear. "I don't like gross or scary things..."

Kisara subtly nudged Yashiki to take some action and stop being so flabbergast; Though she's pretty sure the only way to save Madoka from her coma is to purify the ghost, perhaps any bit of info might help with the case?  Before he could, however, Daimon, as he tried to retreat one step at a time, stumbled over something and fell. Instinctively, the trio turned around to help him up and regain his composure - Only to see what he stumbled on.

It was a Banshee-Cocoon.

They've got yet another victim that succumbed to the ghost's powers, and might be in a coma. But how do they get him out of there, when they've got the spirit on their back? No - Banshee's still awake and conscious - He's struggling and mumbling desperately.

All four around tried to pry away the unexpectedly sturdy and sharp webs covering him, only for Kisara to screech - A ton of spiders started crawling all over the old man, making all jump away in shock. "E-... Ele... Ele....!!" Daimon was so panicked, his words were unintelligible, but they knew what they were trying to say.

Yashiki and Mashita turned around briefly, realising they're just within arm's reach of the ghost. They had to escape at once. With superhuman-like power, the four somehow manage to rip Banshee off the floor, carrying him like a log, inside the elevator. Kisara desperately pushes the button, while Daimon and Yashiki try to speak to the old man; Any bit of fight within him was fine - Alas, the doctor confirmed his body went rigid and he's no longer responding.

Banshee earned himself a free bed next to Hiroo Madoka, in the hospital wing. More overworking hours for Shuuji.

As Daimon focuses on helping Banshee, Mashita notices something black squirming by Kisara's shoulder; Realising what it was, he quickly flicked them off of her - If she was to violently panic over spiders as she always does, he's afraid the elevator would just free-fall.  Dealing with ghosts, however, wasn't ever easy, the detective noted, and in the blink of an eye, the entire elevator was filled with those disgusting wiggling shadows. If Kisara was petrified over the smallest spider, as small as his pinky nail... One this big might get her a sheer heart attack. How could he kill them though? There were simply so many, the entire place seemed to be flooding. Thank goodness she didn't choose a dress or a skirt - Having to feel those rapidly moving furry legs on her skin would have broken her mentally.

They come in rapidly, one after the other, a whole swarm - They all panic - As expected, Kisara shrieks and clings desperately on Mashita - She's out of the fight, there's no reasoning with her anymore. "Where are they coming from?!" Daimon gasped, swatting them off his shoulders - He was freaking out just as bad, so he's out also. Yashiki looked around, but nothing. They seemed to be gushing out of the walls or something. 

Then it clicked - Spiders hate vibrations, don't they? Sound is vibration. Kisara is already screaming - But if the others will join her, perhaps they'd fuck off already. "Hate to say it, but the only solution I can think of is screaming our way out." Though the other two men looked weirdly at him, one by one, they also understood, and did as instructed. Not many other options left.

The spiders visibly stop moving for a moment, but only for so little, before they continue swarming. They need something louder, more powerful. Yashiki takes out the mini massager and presses it against the wall, turning it on, making a growling vibration run through the walls. The spiders suddenly start acting strangely, before they vanish instantly, as if they'd only been a mirage.

"Let's get the hell outta here." Yashiki pants, feeling his throat raw from screaming.

"I-... I already hit the button a bunch of times... Why isn't it working...?" still trembling like crazy, the red head was hiding inside her boyfriend's large coat.

As if on cue, something slammed against the elevator walls, and from the small window, the soft glow of the ghost's face peered in. With everyone desperate for survival, Mashita kept slamming that damn button for the lobby, until something happened and the elevator moved.

They stumbled out of the elevator without checking where they stopped. Thankfully, it was the 1st floor and they got off right at the lobby. They escaped, barely. Kisara would take those visions any day, over being trapped in an elevator with a bunch of spiders, she thought to herself, falling to her knees next to the others and trying to regain her senses.

"What ever could have happened here?" the gang snapped their heads up, hearing an unfamiliar voice call out to them. It was a bunch of intimidating men, all ranging from mid 20s to late 40s, dressed in expensive suits and sporting traditional tattoos and katanas.

"Took your sweet time, didn't you...?" the girl sighed in relief, getting up with the help of the oldest member of the gang.

"It is you who likes tasting danger, Young Miss." the old man chuckled enigmatically.

"As if you're any better, old man." she scoffed, shaking her head at him, only for one of the youngest to get all snarky and point his sword right at her throat. "You should have taught your men better, Mr. Kazuya."

"Forgive him, Young Miss. This here is my son. I suppose I must have spoiled him a little too much." the old man slapped away the sword from his son's grasp.

"Then, do allow me to teach him a little lesson in discipline, if you wouldn't mind." with an empty smile, the red head grabbed the young one's sleeve and tugged on him, before getting a good grip and kneeing him in the gut, following with a strike in the liver and a straight uppercut to his jaw. He was on the ground, with the old man laughing at his own son.

"Erh... What exactly is going on...?" Yashiki was the first one to voice his bewilderment.

The gang members bowed at the girl. "The Young Miss summoned us to keep a look out for anyone that might bother you." the old man spoke up. "My name is Takahashi Kazuya, the leader of the Taira clan."

"Y-Yakuza...?" Yashiki's eyes widened in shock, and his complexion went white as a sheet.

"The Taira clan - I see. You have a deal with the Dean of the hospital I work at also." Daimon, although intimidated, was more familiar with these things.

"The Taira clan owns this area, so I thought we might benefit from their help." Kisara shifted her gaze from her friends, to the gang. "What the hell happened in this place?!" this time, she seemed more disgusted than anything. "This place is filth, by all means." she huffed at them.

"It brought in a lot of money. There was not much to complain about. Even the owner was conveniently easy to make deals with - A nice 75% monthly. That was good business indeed." the leader sighed, yet remained passive.

"Did you have any idea what happened in this place?" of course it was Mashita who dared speak to the gang. "This place is far more than what people would call a 'Love Hotel' or even a 'Brothel'."

"What Satoru is trying to say is - Was there any... Illegal activity going on? Or were all girls well aware of the things they'll be subjected to?" the old man looked back and forth between the two - He easily realised they were dating. Very fitting for each other.

"One does not work with a contract in this business - However, I can easily sooth your worries and vow, on the Taira name, that they could choose the kind of client they could get picked by." Kazuya cleared his throat. "Naturally, the more... Depraved, the more she was being paid for her services. A lot of them were tempted to try out new things, either for the check, or out of sheer curiosity."

"Do you trust him, Kisara?" Mashita saw the girl nod her head.

"Rest assured, young man, I would not lie to the Young Miss. I have honour, unlike a lot of these young spunks." the old man glared at the brunet. "The Hasashi Patriarch has been one of our biggest sponsor and supporter, since the War. If it is within our power, we would protect the Young Miss with all that we have."

"Coincidentally, I have also seen Mr. Kazuya more often than I saw my dad." Kisara chuckled, nodding her head. "I have one last thing to ask, before we have to leave - Did any girl die in this place? Specifically, a high-school girl."

The leader hummed, pondering for a while, before shaking his head. "I have not been made aware of any deaths or murders."

The lobby remained silent for a few seconds. "Alright then. Thank you for the aid, it was highly important." Kisara bowed at them. "Will you help us take our unfortunate friend to the hospital?" The leader made a hand move, and some of the youngsters carried Banshee into one of their vans, before welcoming Daimon into the passenger seat and driving them to the hospital. Yashiki, also, was driven home, in a separate car. "Will you tell me why are you investigate a place beneath you, such as this, Miss Kisara?" the old man's voice changed into one clearly more father-like.

"The owner of this place - He vanished, as you know. Satoru received a request to investigate a string of disappearances that feature heavily this place. You are well aware of my spiritual affinity - The ghost here is a school girl, and we have found evidence about some of your girls being high-school students who were afraid of being ratted out to teachers." the red head explained the situation. "I first thought... The ghost was a vengeful prostitute, out for blood for the way she was treated. Then... My theory shifted towards the idea that she was the schoolgirl who ratted her friends out, and she got killed in this place." she shook her head, frowning a little. "But... Nothing fits. The visions I got of this place... Were beyond depraved, but they all were consensual... The girls were enjoying all that filth. So... What is going on with this ghost?" she went in little detail about their encounter with the ghost, the two victims and the spider problem.

The old man bowed again. "I can vouch that no one was killed in this place, but I do not know about the internal affairs of this place, except that there has been no black market, pimping or slave selling in this place." that was all they needed to know.

With a thank you to the old man, the couple went in their car and drove back home. Thankfully, Satoru was behind the stirring wheel; He didn't want to exert her too much, she's been through enough.  He had to admit, his bewilderment from the spiders was temporarily glossed over by her strong relation with the Yakuza - Though he should have known - Back when they had the mark and she mentioned she comes from a wealthy family, when he implied she was related to the Yakuza; A good influence, huh? How interesting. 

They had to figure out what is going on, and soon. This day barely had any important information for the case - They have to hurry up. Who knows how long they have, before Hiroo and Banshee kick the bucket? Who knows how long before either of them get picked off also? 

He wasn't going to say anything - He just wanted to live through this mess, and for Kisara not to lose her mind. He wanted to get rid of all this ghost mess, and mentally sue Yasuoka for forcing him into this bullshit. He promised Kisara a ghost-free life, with no more of this supernatural thing to plague her - Hasn't she been through enough already? Hasn't he been through enough? If he was that brave and heroic, he wouldn't have deserted Yashiki back when he still had the curse mark, and struggling to grasp at straws and fight a bunch of ghosts - Hell, he could have been there at least for the pretty girl he had a crush on - But he didn't.

So why would he want any of this now, after he's tasted two very lovely years of domestic bliss with the girl he loves by his side?

The night was mostly silent for the two lovers - There was hardly any comfort to be brought through words, when both were death to the outside world. Instead, they mentally prepared for the incoming fight awaiting them the next day. It must have been the growing dread in Kisara's guts, or the tragic state of the two victims, Madoka and Banshee, who were under constant supervision by Daimon and the nurses.

Even their sleep was restless, dreaming of the ever-crawling spiders, and not even coffee could bring them any ounce of the usual warmth and temporary bliss.  From a silent night, to an even quieter afternoon, Kisara and Satoru drove by the hospital to check on them. True to their words, the Taira clan was diligently guarding and helping as instructed the overworked doctor. Poor Daimon - And his health was just beginning to improve a little. 

Apparently, just as Banshee woke up from his comatose state, he and Hiroo went berserk, and had to be restrained to avoid any self-harm, or damages done to the objects or the medical stuff. Not only that, but they refuse to eat, and keeping them on I.V.s is a little more than dangerous for their own safety, and it can't work forever anyway. It was no doubt the high-noon of their investigation. At such a critical point, they had to hurry and finish their purifying that night, otherwise... The consequences may as well be dire and unforgivable.

The red lights outside the rain-soaked windows look hazy like wilting crimson spider lilies. It was now or never. The final encounter between life and death.

They absolutely cannot fail.

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