The five murmur among themselves in low voices, then snicker.
"Shameless brats… didn't your parents ever teach you that certain things belong in the bedroom, not out here in the woods?" one of the men says.
"See? I told you this place gets interesting at night. And that kid's girl… not bad at all," another adds.
"Yeah, it'd be pretty selfish of him to keep a body like that all to himself instead of sharing. Just look at her — anyone can tell she's dying to be fucked properly. That effeminate boyfriend of hers probably can't satisfy her."
"This is your lucky night, sweetheart. We'll make you feel things you could only dream of with that loser."
The five men step forward from both sides, restless and impatient.
Each step echoes in Aoshi's ears like the ticking of a clock counting down to an execution.
