yusuke harada

HTR Third Inning, Pt. 1

Warning: Mentions of Rape (Not Explicit)

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Nothing is more depressing than coming here. While looking up at the high class apartment of the thirty-five floor building standing tall beside the Fukuoka Tower, Reiko let out a magnificent sigh.

Getting out of the taxi in front of the entrance decorated in highly colored ornaments, she passes through the automatic locking entrance. There were four elevators in the hall. She gets on the one for the upper floor and heads to the room on the top floor.

Once she got off the elevator, the door appeared right in front of her. This is that man’s room. She is borrowing a duplicate key from Munakata. She opened the door without hitting the intercom. Above the shoe box in the entrance, there is a signed ball of a baseball player. It seems he received it from a player that lived on the same floor. While taking off her shoes, she calls out with a “I’m coming in.” There is no response.

She heads right for the living room. There was one man there. His hair is a two-tone color of black and brown. He is wearing baggy grey sweatpants, and on various places they are soiled in blood.

This man is mayor Harada’s only son, Yusuke Harada.

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HTR Sixth Inning, Pt. 1

Warning: Mentions of rape. Non-explicate.

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Yusuke Harada made the young woman they purchased from the human trafficking broker useless in one night. Like this no matter how many women are out there in the world it wouldn’t be enough, Munakata clicked his tongue.

[Munakata-san, I finished.] He had that call, and when he went to his residence the woman was dead on top of the bed. Her hands and legs are tied. Was she killed after she was violated, or was she violated after she was killed? He does not know which, but he did not want to know. Either way, it seems this man’s desire could not be sated unless he kills a woman.

“You satisfied?”

When he asks, Yusuke chuckles. “Well, for a bit anyway.”

Past three o’clock late in the night, he stuffed the woman’s body into a large suit case and packed it into the trunk of the car. He then heads to the Tenjin business hotel. Reiko was waiting for him in room 602. Her hair is styled like a hostess’s, and she is wearing a slightly exposing, high priced one piece dress.

The room has a single bed, and a man he does not know was asleep on the bed. He is in his underwear.

“Who is this man?”

“Don’t know.  I caught him quite drunk in Nakasu. His license said he’s a Takuya Itou.”

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