Respectfully gaze at Katsumi

From Create Your Own Story

Katsumi stands with her arms crossed and a stern face, the only position you ever seen her in. Her physique is unique, being thin but at the same time incredibly muscular, as if her muscles had been glued to her bones. On the surface her skin and hair is smooth as silk, if you didn’t know about her you would have never guessed that her body is actually hard as iron. She stands alone in a dark room only lit up with candles. This physical perfection comes well in hand at her profession as an assassin.

From what you can gather on her past she began her career as an Assassin in the USSR, then defected over to the U.S, then back to the USSR. After that her history becomes hazy, impossible to differentiate the facts from the fiction. You do know however for certainty that the center of her operations is out of her native Japan. She began her career at 15 and now approaches her later forties. Now a day’s most of her time is invested in her own school for assassin. Her school is made up mostly of girls, male students have a very hard time getting accepted, and if you’re non Japanese your chances are slim to none. The training must be brutal, you’ve never seen the training per say but meet some of its graduates. You are excellent at reading people’s faces, able to find even the most subtle of emotions that the person themselves might not be aware of. But when you look into Katsumi´s students eyes, no matter how far into them you look, there is nothing to be found, it’s like looking at an rock.

Katsumi doesn’t need slaves for strictly sexual purposes but more for training purposes. A big part of training an assassin’s killer psyche is associating sex with violence. Having her students assault and then rape their victims is a good way to do that. Also, before one of her students is sent on a mission they are also ordered to bed as many girls as they can that are from the same ethnic group as their target. This works as mental preparation, seeing their target in the slave’s eyes and then raping them builds up a lot of hate and confidence.

You don’t like staring at her face for too long, seeing a person without emotions is unnerving to you.


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