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AABN:  50451
Title: a scorched book

This is the burnt remains of a book.  While the cover is still intact, it
is blackened and scorched.  The pages therein are ash, with only the last
page still legible:

Hiiragi rose and entered the water closet.  Yuzuriha waited a moment, and
then crossed over to Hiiragi's side of the table.  Before she could look
inside of his goblet, however, a slamming sound came from the water closet.

Yuzuriha tiptoed over and slid the closet door aside.  With the breakaway
panel covering its entrance removed, Hiiargi was looking inside of her
secret room.

Exposed were all of her paintings of him, kept on shelves around the
chamber.  Yuzuriha waited with bated breath to see what his reaction would
be.  The light from the closet window was barely enough to see the
paintings, but it was clear they were all of Hiiragi in various poses and
clothing.  A few were rather candid portrayals of him in a state of undress
and all were very realistic.

Hiiragi turned to face Yuzuriha.  He was stone-faced at first, but then he
offered a smile and said, "Come here, Yuzu"

Yuzuriha tepidly approached and turned to face the paintings. Hiiragi stood
behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.  He spoke quietly to her,
"these are very nice.  It must have taken you a long time to paint them."

"Years," she whispered, melting under his touch.  She couldn't believe what
was happening.  The object of her affection had discovered her obsession,
and he seemed accept it for what it was.  It was better than she could hope
for.  If only...

Hiiragi's hands slid up from from her shoulders to her neck. Yuzuriha
closed her eyes, hoping for a kiss that would never come.  Hiiragi's hands
tightened around Yuzuriha's neck, and she quickly found it hard to breathe.
 He was choking her!

"My father warned me about girls like you," Hiiragi said in monotone.  "If
I let this continue, it will end up with me tied to chair in a basement
somewhere with a knife held to my throat.  I'm not going to become the
victim here," he leaned in and whispered in her ear.  "You will."

Yuzuriha's senses were beginning to dull.  Her only thought was that she
hadn't yet told him that she loved him.  Surely if she confessed her love,
he would let her go, and they would live happily ever after.  She tried to
speak but only a gurgling sound came out of her mouth.

Hiiragi instead spoke, "By the way, I could smell the poison in the wine. 
I only pretended to drink it."  He licked his lips.  "Must be potent by the
way my lips are tingling."

As the world faded away, Yuzuriha's survival instincts finally kicked in. 
She struggled.  She tried to pry off his hands, but he was far stronger. 
She limply kicked backward but couldn't harm him.

With a touch of remorse in his voice, Hiiragi said, "I'm sorry, Yuzu. 
There's only one cure for a stalker like you."  Everything went black, and
it was all over.

THE END