Girl Recruits Her God: Chapters 8-11

By Ami Sakurai

Yuri, a Japanese female high school student, has been haunted since her childhood days by a persistent mental trauma, which was caused by being left in a sun-heated car by her mother, who was having an illicit love affair at that time.

Later, Yuri encountered a man named Makigami, who was once her mother's extramarital lover. He introduced himself as a 'healer', and she eventually got herself involved in the shady business.

Makigami is having high school girls work as prostitutes while providing them with the 'therapy'. Yuri's mind starts wavering between Makigami and Kenji, her classmate who is fervently waiting for her. In order to escape from the trauma that has altered her destiny, she decides to take a dangerous gamble. Meanwhile, Kenji, whom she is falling in love with for the first time, has a secret that has yet to be told.

Can Yuri, the most ferocious and the purest high school girl, escape from the cage of destiny and be reunited with Kenji?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781365060779

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Girl Recruits Her God: Chapters 8-11

Girl Recruits Her God: Chapters 8-11

Originally written in Japanese / Ami Sakurai

Translation / Nobu Nakagawa

Cover Photograph and Cover design / Ami Sakurai

This work was first published in Japan in 1997.

Japanese edition copyright © 1997 Ami Sakurai / Gentosha

English edition copyright © 2016 Ami Sakurai / The BBB: Breakthrough Bandwagon Books

All rights reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-365-06077-9

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The July sunlight was entangled with the silky thread, and began to drip downward along the strand like melting drops of silver.

The light source of diamond-shaped spectra increased in density in a flash, and approached its complete form. The work of a horrifying spider the size of a fist had the uncanny precision of a computer.

Lucifer, what a silly baby you are! Even though the web is destroyed dozens of times, you keep on rebuilding a new one.

Rumika lifted high above her head the big bug basket made of plastic nearby a window, to observe more clearly the tapestry of web set up around a tree branch inside the cage.

One time, I attempted to rip the web off the branch after solidifying it with superglue, so that I could take it out of the cage as a whole piece while keeping the web intact. I thought it would be funny if I could put it on my mother’s dress, but the spider silk was broken.

I was told to babysit Rumika, while her mother and Makigami were conducting a ‘ceremony’ in the bedroom. The babysitting was just about staring at Rumika playing around and talking by herself, though.

Rumika has taken a liking to you. That is very rare. All of those who have fallen under her have been treated so terribly that they end up feeling like they are severely defective merchandises. If you like, would you become her attendant? All you have to do is to be with her a couple of times a week when needed.

I can’t always be with her because I am busy, and seems like I will become busier than before. How about 5,000 yen per hour?

For me at the moment, the payment was exceptionally massive. It would be easier to take care of an Indian cobra than Rumika, but she was still a 7-year-old brat after all.

I could guess why she was taking a favor in me. It was because I did not react to her beauty. Those who had become bored of being praised of her beauty would start to crave for reactions that showed indifference to her aesthetical asset. In order to maintain the balance with her lack of interest in others.

As a result, I was in her room as her accomplice at that moment.

Rumika’s room was as like a replica of a nursery in a show house. A teddy bear displayed by the bay window, a piano cover with stencil patterns, a white dressing table that looked like it belonged to Licca-chan or Barbie ...

And to top it off, above the desk, there was a large advertisement poster of a beverage brand, featuring Rumika wrapped in a white sheet.

Isn’t the spider poisonous?

I had been curious of that, and decided to ask her the question.

Aren’t you scared of that? You might die if bitten.

I was taken aback at Rumika’s sudden hysterical laughter.

Of course. It has enough poison to kill a person in 30 seconds. Ages ago, the same poison was used to assassinate kings. That is why I decided to get Lucifer.

From whom?

Makigami. Who else? Only he would give me such a gift.

Rumika’s faithful servant, Makigami.

So it was an offering from her gallant gigolo, who was older than she was by 30 years.

There’s no problem, though. He is usually dormant, and stays a good baby. I am hiding my secret weapon till the very last of the crucial moment of truth.

What do you mean by ‘the very last’? Is there someone you want to kill?

Rumika, in a white mini-skirted one-piece dress that fit her slender body, generated an angelic smile while sticking out her tongue.

Everyone has someone whom he or she wants to kill. I have at least a hundred. Like that bald producer with bad breath, or two-third of my vomitous classmates, and you.

Well, thank you.

I smiled wryly, and said that I would not want to be killed by a spider.

It’s time to give Lucifer lunch.

Rumika took out another bug cage, which was under the side table. On the cut hydrangea flowers, there were astounding numbers of butterflies. Cabbage butterflies, common yellow swallowtail butterflies, black swallowtail butterflies, kimon brimstone butterflies. There were even some rare species that I did not know the names of.

She stuck her hand into the cage, used long tweezers to pinch a wing of a black swallowtail butterfly, and released it inside Lucifer’s cage.

The butterfly was bouncing on the plastic walls while flying around and drawing circles, looking for a spot to rest on. But, its fate had already been sealed.

While making the second lap inside the cage, it was entangled with the Lucifer’s web.

After the butterfly had become weary, Lucifer