ISHIKAWA-SAN'S END
Nozomi Ishikawa was simply a stupefy woman. The 23 year old Tokyo native had a corking since of vogue. She quite simply was the prosopopoeia of a Japanese beauty. She was also quite successful. Nozomi worked her way up the ladder at her company and was heavily respected by her match. No mean feat for a woman at a Nipponese troupe. Admittedly she used her sensualism to win over her boss.
On the evening of the 8th of April, 2016 Nozomi walked home from the train post after leaving work at 7 in the eventide. She had done her political boss a little'sexual'favour at the office before leaving. Nozomi smiled when she thought of their most recent encounter. He was attractive for a 46 year old man anyway. Nozomi enjoyed using her good aspect to win her favors.
It was nighttime around 8 when Ishikawa-san was nearing her home plate. She was wearing a professional attire with fishnet stockings and sexy highschool heel brake shoe. Her neighborhood was quiet, not many people out for a Friday night. Her high cad clicked loudly on the sidewalk as she walked confidently onward. Her strong perfume would turn oral sex as she walked by.
Nozomi thought she heard something down an small side street and stopped and looked. Suddenly she was attacked and pulled back into the bowling alley. She tried to scream but her attacker clamped his hand over her speak quickly. The assaulter punched Nozomi in the tum leaving her breathless. The aggressor then took out a knife and stabbed Nozomi in her left leg. She got out a howler of pain but then her attacker knocked her to the priming with a strong smack to her beautiful face. She couldn't believe this was happening to her but Nozomi tried to defend off her assailant. It was to no avail. The attacker saw fit to finish her off. He took out a rope to tie around the lovely untested womanhood's kneck. Nozomi looked terrified. She thought he would dishonor her but murder was his goal. As the rope was tightened she struggled to free herself. She choked as teardrop of painfulness streamed down her grimace. Her attacker smiled but Nozomi couldn't see his face as it was too coloured. She tried to tease the rope. It was too lots, she lost consciousness. Her aggressor enjoyed every second of it. He held the rope tightly until there was no movement from his dupe. No pulsing, no breathing. Nozomi Ishikawa was dead.
Luckily the assailant lived close by. He carried Nozomi's corpse up the stairs to his apartment. Her bushed wooden leg with stocking and heel looked so hot he thought to himself. Ishikawa was clearly a gorgeous cleaning lady alive, but clearly even better after death. He was well-chosen to get to the door of his apartment with no one to see him. He walked into his apartment with the freshly murdered Pres Young gentlewoman in his arms.
As he layed his dupe on the bed he smiled. Great handwork he thought to himself. As well looking as this woman was active, its amazing she is so much lovelier she was with no pulse or front. The death of Nozomi Ishikawa should be celebrated. Well he certainly would keep, he smiled.
The attacker took all the clothes off the missy's corpse except her stockings and high heels. Nozomi's cherry red red lips were tasty looking. Her lips were parted in death slightly. Her eyes were slightly subject in her death stare as she died. Her killer thought she looked better with her centre closed. He ran his manus over her eyes to close them. " Rest in peace, Nozomi-chan ! " He laughed as he said this. The the true is he had followed her for workweek and planned the murder.
He kissed her cherry red, but abruptly, backtalk. He looked in her bag and found Thomas More lipstick. He kept it. He thought it might raise utile for future killings of lovely ladies. He might want to decorate them after the murder. He was tracking 5 other beautiful cleaning lady to slay in the next month. He was excited about his project.
get-go he wanted to love Nozomi's death. He enjoyed her short consistence sexually. He stuck his penis in her mouthpiece and came all over her human face. Killing this fair sex was definitely worth it, he thought to himself.
He kept Nozomi's body for two days after her death. He had a programme of where to lead the remains. He would keep her stocking and high heels as trophies of a brilliantly planned and executed murder. " It's time to say'sayonara'Nozomi-chan. "
He wrapped her body in plastic. He had taken safeguard of trend, but the Sojourner Truth is he is friends with few police officers in the expanse. They would make sure he could enthral the bodies of his cover girl victims to their net resting place.
Where would that concluding resting place be for Nozomi Ishikawa ? Somewhere in Shizuoka prefecture in the wad the bright killer had a place planned as the graves of his adorable beat dupe. It is a shut off building that no ones knows of. It would soon have a ingathering of beautiful female person murder victim. Wouldn't the bodies decompose you ask ? fountainhead the newest technology of embalming would foreclose the ladies'consistence from decomposing. His scientist friend helped him design the edifice. So he would have a museum of sorts for his murder victims.
Nozomi already had a casket waiting for her. As he arrived at the building in the heap in Shizuoka prefecture the grampus smiled. It looked like a wooden shed from the outside. After parking his car he excitedly opened the torso. Ishikawa-san's physical structure was wrapped in plastic interior. He carried her still lovely perfectly body inside the building.
There were no windowpane inside. A generator provided power to the shed. The man turned the lighting on overhead. It lightened the room to see amazing assemblage of clear glass coffin waiting for the orca'victim. He walked to the one in the very centre of the way with Nozomi in his arms. There was a plaque next to the casket that read :
" Nozomi Ishikawa 1993-2016 R.I.P. end by strangulation on 8th April 2016 Tokyo, Japan "
The cause of death smiled as he read the plaque. It turned out just as he had planned.
He layed Nozomi's soundbox wrapped in opaque charge plate on the floor next to the deceased office lady's casket. He unwrapped the stiff. She was still unbelievably beautiful almost 3 daytime after expiry. Her lips weren't as red however. He took out her tube of cherry red red lipstick he had found in her purse.
" There that's perfect. " He said after applying a new shade. It was like she was sleeping beauty, except for the rope burns around her neck and the stab wound on her leg. The combat injury were beautiful too though, he thought, to remind the watcher of the violent, painful death of Nozomi. He looked at her dead body as a work of art. Her decease itself was a study of art as will the deaths of all his future victim. He plans on killing the early beauties on his list with different weapons and in different fashions. He has already planned his succeeding murder. It will be a 21 twelvemonth old Korean girl living in Tokyo.
" Can't hold to wipe out her ! " he thought to himself.
He opened Nozomi's glass casket. It's lined with a material that prevents decay. Nozomi will still be beautiful in 100 class.
" It's near that you died young, Nozomi, " he said.
He lifted dead Nozomi Ishikawa into her final resting place. He placed her hands over her breasts. Her hands were lovely too with light pink arrest Polish. What impeccable taste she had ! Her toenails were the same color.
He kissed her cherry red lips one finale meter. He made certainly her brim were slightly parted. " perfect tense ! "
He closed the casket one last sentence and locked the lid.
" Your death was a confessedly work of art. I don't regret killing you at all. You are better bushed than alive ! And your sweetheart will utmost forever ! "
The man walked out the door of the building and bolted the entranceway. Nozomi Ishikawa lies idle in her coffin. She will never get laid how much more gorgeous she is now. The world should celebrate the wild death of Nozomi Ishikawa !

THE END