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Phew! 3 months of donations put into this one. Group fights are always tough, especially when I don’t remember who’s named what constantly. Those stories tend to have charts. But another violent Persona 5 catfight as the girls end up in Hell and take out their frustrations on each other.

VERY violent and vicious and leads to deaths, so careful if you’re squeamish about that.

It had finally happened: the Phantom Thieves got in over their heads. It wasn’t even some meddling or supernatural force; a simple misunderstanding of Joker’s charms gone wild led to a monumentally awful Valentine’s Day massacre of his various romantic interests.

While the surviving members pressed on, Joker found himself worse off than ever. For one, he’d wound up in Hell. Just because he’d been flirting with every girl in town, stealing supplies he felt served the greater good, conning people out of money on the side from their righteous missions… okay, so maybe he had a reason to be there. It had also been his womanizing that led to all of them finding out at once, beating him to death before quickly doing the same to each other.

But he wasn’t alone. At first he’d thought it was a good thing. All of the girls from his little harem had come with him, and he’d laid a lot of groundwork to seduce all of them during private meetings. The problem was that all of them were clingy over the whole “dying love” thing. He might have been a scheming sleazeball, but he was still handsome and the only halfway decent guy they could find in the underworld. Neither girl would leave him alone long enough with one of them to get any action before starting the whole accusations of cheating and man stealing and a lot of stuff that was a general boner killer for the scoundrel. It really was his own personal hell, and they seemed to be just as unhappy being stuck with each other.

Joker finally reached a point where he couldn't take it any longer. He could only be blueballed by the psychotically jealous women so many times before he'd had enough.

He thought about what had gotten to this point in the first place and decided the same thing would be his answer to get out of it. They had killed him the last time he cheated and flirted all around town, but now they were just bitterly aware of it. It was the only way he could think to let them all take each other out.

So Joker set up a "date" to meet every one of the ladies by the lava pool, just past the bottomless pit that screams in your mother's voice. Then all he had to do was show up and wait on the nearest rock as the various lays of his life showed up. Ann, Haru, Makoto, Futaba, Tae, Sadayo, Hifumi, Chihaya, Ichiko, and Kasumi all arrived in their skimpy swimsuits and instantly started to glare at each other.

Joker was never sure what caused the girls to wear such revealing outfits. They all wore tiny bikinis that exposed so much skin they were basically pointless to wear at all. He knew that the girls couldn't take them off or put them on by themselves (based on their foreplay that never paid off), so maybe it was just your standard-issue punishment for sluts in Hell; being exposed for what they were with nowhere to hide.

"You again!" Ichiko snapped. "Don't you bitches know you're not welcome around me and my man!?"

"You're the one who's not welcome ANYwhere!" Ann growled back. "Now get lost. I'm here for my date with Joker."

Hifumi was quick to interrupt her. "You must have misheard him. He said he was going out with me, not 'generic blonde bimbo streetwalker."

"Why you dirty fucking..." Ann seethed. She lunged at Hifumi and wrapped her hands around her neck. The sudden strangling was all the others needed to break out into another brawl like the one that had ended their lives.

Joker breathed a sigh of relief in the background. Their chaotic catfight had them distracted from him while he waited for them to off each other all over again.

Ann dragged Hifumi to the rocky ground, throttling her as she straddled the shogi champ. The brunette reached back at her and clawed at her face, forcing Ann to turn away. Hifumi bucked Ann off and grabbed for her again, coming up just short as her nails raked against the blonde’s full chest. She only managed to rip off Ann’s bikini top, exposing what little flesh it hid on her upper body.

Ann looked momentarily shocked before Hifumi sunk her claws into the blonde's breasts, squeezing and twisting them in a bitterly intimate attack. Ann broke into a shrill scream as she tried to yank her wrists away.

Tae and Sadayo were quick to go after each other as two of the older participants in the catty battle royale. The brunettes immediately latched onto each other’s hair, tearing it in opposite directions as they kicked and stumbled around each other. Tae managed to kick the legs out from under Sadayo, tripping her to the ground. She fell with a final yank, tearing some of the blue hair from Tae’s head on the way down. The parting sting just infuriated her further, so Tae repaid her by stomping her heel down on Sadayo’s breast. The teacher/maid gasped sharply, rolling over and holding her wobbling chest.

“I won’t let you whore yourself out to my man again!” Tae threatened as she stomped on Sadayo’s ribs.

Makoto lashed out and snapped a firm karate chop to Kasumi’s breasts, making them jiggle painfully on the redhead’s chest. She winced and recoiled, but Futaba jumped onto Makoto’s back and wrapped her arms around her neck in a clumsy piggyback ride.

“Don’t think I don’t remember you killing me last time!” Futaba shouted as she locked her arms into place, choking out her former teammate. “I owe you one for that!”

“Then I’ll just do it again,” Makoto snarled bitterly. She grabbed and twisting one of Futaba’s arms, getting her to cry out and lose her grip. The brunette tried to set her up for a shoulder throw when Kasumi slammed a kick into her stomach. Makoto huffed and doubled over, collapsing under the weight of her other former Phantom Thief.

“Then you won’t mind me evening the odds a little,” Kasumi huffed.

Futaba smirked down at Makoto, just to receive another kick to the face from Kasumi. The orange-haired girl grunted and went tumbling off her romantic rival.

“Don’t think you’re off the hook either, your skanky little nerd,” Kasumi warned as she stormed after her. She started to prepare another kick when she stumbled from Makoto grabbing onto her ankle. Kasumi turned back to try and pull her leg free, but Futaba lashed out and grabbed the opposite leg. Both girls pulled hard enough to force her into a split, and while the gymnast was flexible, it wasn’t something she was prepared to fall into at a moment’s notice. She shrieked and clutched at her thighs and crotch as they suddenly landed on the rocky ground.

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That left Haru, Chihaya and Ichiko to clash with one another, locked in a flailing exchange of slaps, shoves and hair pulls. Neither could focus on either opponent long enough to make a concentrated effort, nor would they even consider teaming up with their hated rivals to turn the tide on anyone in particular.

It was coincidence alone that had Haru and Chihaya grab Ichiko’s top from either end, tearing it off her chest. The short-haired photographer gasped as her hands went to protect her hard nipples, just for Haru to slam a kick into her pussy. Ichiko moaned noisily and crumbled to one knee, clutching her chest and pussy awkwardly with both of her hands busy.

She had the good fortune that Chihaya turned on Haru in that moment, slamming the reddish-haired Phantom with a punch to the face. Haru stumbled and fell to her ass, clutching where her lip had crashed into her teeth. The downed Phantom Thief tasted blood as Chihaya sneered confidently down at her.

“Your future’s not looking bright,” the blonde tutted. She turned to pursue her when Ichiko took the moment to pull down her bikini bottoms and slam an uppercut between her legs. She gasped loudly and hopped a few centimeters off the ground in time with the knuckles bashing into her twat.

“Bet you didn’t see this this coming!” Ichiko snapped at the fortune teller.

The gawking blonde fumbled at her crotch, trying to cover up her naked pussy since she was cursed to be unable to fix or replace her swimsuit. The photographer elbowed her in the back, knocking her flat on her face before stepping on her body. Chihaya gagged underfoot as the stones poked into her breasts. Ichiko threw herself at Haru, sending them tumbling along the ground. They winced and grunted as they rolled over the rocks.

Hifumi jerked viciously at Ann’s tits, tearing off her top with one final, angry tug. Ann winced as she held her scratched up jugs, eyes watering as Hifumi threw it into the nearby lava flow.

“Guess you won’t have anything to wear to your dates anyway! Not that you’ll get another chance!” Hifumi mocked.

Her taunts were cut off as Ann threw a sudden kick into her pussy. Hifumi grunted and held her groin as Ann shoved her onto her ass, landing her just next to the coursing lava. She jumped into her, trying to force her under the searing substance. Hifumi caught her by the arms, sending the two tumbling sideways down the imminent danger of the lava.

Sadayo managed to catch Tae's stomping food, twisting it to bring her off her feet and down to her level. She hurried to climb onto her back, grabbing the nurse’s dark hair and slamming her face into the hellish ground. Tae gave a dull grunt as her pretty face was bounced off the rough terrain.

“You won’t be corrupting my Joker anymore!”  Sadayo threatened as she rammed her face into the rock a few more times. Tae’s nose and lips were bleeding by the time she reached behind her. Her hand slid between her back and Sadayo’s hips, gouging her nails into her attacker’s pussy. The teacher/maid shrieked and recoiled, clutching her groin when Tae threw a reverse kick into her stomach.

“Not surprising a maid hooker can’t fight dirty,” Tae scoffed as she dragged herself up. She ran a pale arm across her face, smearing some of the blood out of the way. She slammed Sadayo with a few sharp punches, bruising up her face in return for her own injuries.

She might have kept it up before Futaba grabbed her hair from behind. She gave a startled shriek before the hacker slammed a few punches into her sides, sending pain through her ribs and kidneys.

“I’ll never forgive what you did to my Joker! You started all this!” Futaba ranted furiously as she kept up her barrage.

“UMF! You fucking bitch! You killed him too!” Tae reminded her.

Makoto was still keeping herself busy with Kasumi. She stood over her and wrapped her legs around her neck, squeezing them together as she pulled up on the gymnast’s arm. The redhead gasped from the standing head scissor, but she used her flexibility to her advantage. She grabbed Makoto’s hips, pulling at her bikini bottoms and swinging her foot in a high, arcing kick over her head. It smacked Makoto clean in the jaw, making her reel and stagger back clutching her face.

“I’m going to slaughter you just like that nosy camera cunt,” Kasumi threatened, grinding her teeth as she rose back to her feet.

She grabbed Makoto by the chest and raked her nails straight down, slashing long red lines across her breasts. The brunette gasped and clutched her chest, but as she tried to backpedal she tripped over the downed Ann and Hifumi. Makoto winced as she landed on her ass and both of the new opponents pounced on her, entering a three-way squabble as they struggled to decide who to hurt first.

Ichiru and Chihaya’s tumbling came to a stop when the brunette’s back hit a larger rock. She flinched long enough for Chihaya to grab her by her long hair. She slammed her head back against the slab of stone as Ichiko cried out in pain.

“This’ll teach you to mind your own business, you snooping little bitch,” Chihaya growled. The normally mellow fortune teller aggressively bashed her head into the rock over and over until her eyelids started to droop into unconsciousness.

She was about to finish Ichiko off when Haru rushed her from behind, throwing a hard kick into her back. Chihaya let out a yelp as Haru grabbed her bikini top and pulled up, digging it into her neck to choke her out. The blonde gagged and pulled at the choking top, but even being strangled didn’t stop her from finishing her job. Chihaya lashed out with her foot, slamming her heel into Ichiko’s face to crack it against the rock once again. With a quick red stain between the rock and her hair, the paparazza was out of the fight as she slipped into whatever was beyond death in Hell.

Tae managed to flail enough to block some of Futaba’s body blows, but Sadayo grabbed a hunk of hellstone and cracked it against the back of the gothic nurse’s head. Tae let out a shout and dropped to her knees to clutch her head. Both girls callously ignored her pain and started to kick and stomp at her while she was down.

“Drug-peddling slut!” Sadayo seethed at her.

“Emo cunt!” Futaba added along with her own blows.

Tae winced and endured them as best she could before lashing out with both hands. She grabbed and pulled down on their bikini bottoms before curling her hands into claws. The nurse rammed her nails into both of their twats, clawing and twisting viciously as they screamed in agony. They were in too much pain to keep up their assault, which was just an added bonus for Tae on top of getting to hurt the rival bitches.

“Time for your temperate check, sluts,” Tae growled. “Might as well get a blood sample while I’m down here!”

She scratched their insides viciously until Sadayo grabbed and pulled on Tae’s blue bangs. She winced as she was shoved aside, but both girls were left clutching their pussies rather than pursuing her.

“You stupid bitch! You should have been watching her hands!” the teacher/maid scolded Futaba angrily.

“How is this my fault, you airheaded hooker!?” the computer geek shouted back.

She was still holding her crotch as she slapped Sadayo across the face. It was clear that any temporary alliances were paper-thin among the group of murderers as they turned on each other just as quickly as they were aware of each other again. They slapped and shoved at each other while Tae crawled off to try and tend to her own injuries.

Unfortunately for her, Ann was knocked out of her complicated and overcrowded catball. She grunted as she was kicked in the breasts, knocking her tits loose from her top as she fell back into Tae. Kasumi had gotten tangled up in the frantic mass of flesh, pulling Hifumi’s hair while Makoto bit her fingers.

Ann was already on edge from the frenzied fight, so she turned and swiftly elbowed the nurse in the nose. She grunted as blood shot from her nostrils and she clutched her face, most of her body aching by now. The blonde showed no pity as she tore down the last of Tae’s top and slammed a few punches into her tits.

“Maybe a little workout will let those little things get bigger,” Ann growled as the foxy blonde pummeled her chest.

“AH! Maybe I don’t need to be a hormonal little slut like you,” Tae snapped back as she grabbed Ann’s exposed tits. She dug in with her nails as she twisted the blonde’s nipples, getting her to shriek and double down on her own tit torture.

The tumbling trio of Kasumi, Hifumi and Makoto ended up near the lava once again. Kasumi was barely aware of her surroundings enough to catch a hand against the ground, the tip of her ponytails sizzling off against the scorching hot substance. The intense heat in Hell was one of the few reasons to appreciate the tiny swimsuits they were forced to wear, even if most of them had been torn off their owners by now.

Makoto and Hifumi struggled with each other, with the shogi master mounting her rival and kneeing her in the groin. Makoto cried out in pain but sent a sharp karate chop to Hifumi’s throat, getting her to gag and recoil. Kasumi tried to slip out from under them and away from the lava but Makoto drew back for another punch, bumping her elbow against the gymnast’s head. Kasumi cried out as her face barely brushed past the scalding hot substance, singing off another patch of her ponytail.

Her scream caught their attention, but Kasumi desperately kicked Makoto in the face as she scooted away. The brunette reeled as Hifumi stayed on top of her, wrapping her hands tightly around the martial artist’s neck.

“This’ checkmate, bitch,” she said with a sadistic grin on her face.

Makoto gasped and sputtered some saliva past her lips, trying weakly to pull Hifumi’s hands away from her throat. The exhaustion and lack of air made it hard to resist her strangling assault. It wasn’t until Kasumi pulled on Hifumi’s hair that she got a chance to breathe. Of course, Kasumi wouldn’t let a chance to hurt them both pass her by, so she was yanking on Makoto’s hair as well. It was still better than being choked to death.

With her opening clear, Makoto drove her knee between herself and the mounted Hifumi. “Hya!” she shouted as she swung her leg up into a judo throw, sending Hifumi flipping over her head. The throw wasn’t especially painful in itself, but it did send her tumbling head over heels into the lava stream. Hifumi gave a horrified shriek just before it was snuffed out, sizzled out of her body as she was promptly incinerated and vanished into the bright red substance. Makoto breathed a brief, confident huff before Kasumi yanked her up to her knees by the hair and drove a knee into her belly, pulling her right back into the fight.

Chihaya couldn’t escape her choking bikini top, but she managed to grab and bite into one of Haru’s hands. The curly haired Phantom Thief shrieked and pulled her hand back instinctively, peeling the top off her rival in the process. She turned around and vengefully pulled on Haru’s top, tearing it from her chest and raking her nails across it in the process. She shrieked in pain and returned the favor as both women broke into a frenzied, mutual breast-mauling as they scratched bloody cuts into each other’s chests.

“I’ll rip those stupid tits off, you hippy bitch!” Haru shouted in a mix of rage and pain.

Chihaya yowled in agony before escalating things further. She stuffed her hand down the front of Haru’s bottoms and jabbed her fingers into her pussy. The unfriendly fingering made the curly-haired screech as they tumbled across the hellish ground, thrashing like a mad woman to escape the vaginal clawing.

“STOP! FUCK! GET OUT!” Haru ranted as she put her pull attention on trying to dig Chihaya’s hand out of her. That just made the fortune teller commit further to the hold, curling her fingers and stabbing with her nails until she felt a rush of hot blood running past them. Haru’s eyes were wide open as she gagged from the pain, only to roughly claw her attacker’s face. Both women rolled apart, bleeding from different parts of them.

Kasumi drove a few more knees into Makoto’s belly, winding the brunette before throwing her recklessly behind herself. The martial artist was sent stumbling into a large stone, her face and chest cracking against its surface. Makoto clutched her forehead as a small wellspring of blood ran between her eyes.

“I’ll brain you, you glorified slut,” Kasumi growled as she grabbed Makoto by the hair. She tried to shove her face into the rock again but the brunette slammed a reverse elbow to her tit. The gymnast grunted as her jug was crushed into her ribs, quickly grabbing it instead of Kasumi’s hair.

“You should really fix that top,” Makoto warned sarcastically as she whirled around on her. The bikini was starting to slip far past her nipple when the brunette grabbed it. The girls were cursed to never put their own clothes back on, but Makoto could bring it back on her opponent. Not that she applied it correctly; she moved behind Kasumi and yanked on both ends, driving it into her throat like a flimsy piece of piano wire.

“Hukk!” The gymnast gagged as her bikini tightened like a noose on her neck. She clutched at it while the strength faded from her body with the lack of air, crumbling to her knees. Her vision started to blur when Sadayo firmly shoved Futaba away from her. The staggering redhead crashed into them both, breaking Makoto and Kasumi apart. The gymnast gladly sucked down some air while Makoto slapped Futaba across the cheek.

“Watch where you’re going! I’m sick of you interrupting me! Whether it’s my fights or if I’m killing some bitch…”

“Oh shut it!” Futaba snapped back, slugging Makoto in the gut. The brunette huffed and doubled over in pain, just for the orange-haired girl to bash her with an uppercut. Her teeth cracked together as she fell on her ass. Her eyes rolled until the hacker stomped on her pussy.

“AHHH! FUCK! GET OFF!” Makoto howled out of instinctual panic. She tried to cover her crotch but Futaba kept grinding her heel into her.

“Not like you’ll be using it any time soon, dead girl!” the hacker shouted down at her crushed and vulnerable opponent.

Sadayo had turned her attention to the nearest girl. She didn’t care who took her wrath, so long as she could unleash it on somebody. It was how she ended up snatching up the dazed Kasumi by her tits. The gymnast gasped and grabbed at her wrists, eyes watering as her choking was replaced by the tit torture.

“Time to take care of some of the competition,” Sadayo growled. The teacher swung her by her jugs to bash her against the rocky outcropping again, this time smashing her back against the stone. Kasumi gave a short, shrill gasp as pain shot up her spine. She lost her footing, tripping over the lower rock and bent over backward. The troubling crack and a chilling numbness told her that something vital in her back had been broken.

“Oh don’t tell me,” Sadayo said, her face curling into a wicked smile. “You’re making this too easy. Not like you were a challenge before!”

Kasumi grabbed at the ground, trying to right herself but the sudden numbness was too much for her to compensate for. Apparently Hell had left her with enough of a body to not only feel pain but bleed and be crippled by her fellow hellions. Sadayo stood over her and planted a bare foot over her neck, pinning her down as she choked her out.

“St-stop… fuck… help!” Kasumi pleaded. The maid teacher’s sneer showed that it all fell on def ears.

“Sorry, sweety. Say hi to the after-afterlife to me.”

Sadayo lifted and slammed down her heel, cracking it on the underside of Kasumi’s chin. The gymnast gave a short choking noise as her neck broke and the life left her eyes.

“One less slut in my way,” Sadayo noted proudly before turning back to the rest of her hated rivals. “Lots more work left to do,” she growled.

Ann slammed a double punch into Tae’s boobs, sending shocks of pain through her jugs. The blonde smirked triumphantly, but the gothic nurse’s leg was already swinging upward. She kicked Ann squarely in the cunt a split second after the breast buster, making them both stumble back with matching groans.

“My tits! You fucking cunt!” Tae moaned, cradling her jugs that were hanging out of her top. She clumsily tried to adjust it, only finding that the curse held strong. Her tiny swimsuit stuck to her skin as if it were glued on, despite how flimsy it was and how easily Ann had knocked it off of her.

“What about my pussy!? RGGH!” Ann seethed. She crossed her legs and rubbed at her throbbing twat as they both suffered through their different pains.

“What about it? You deserve it for stealing Joker dick away from me, you fucking bimbo!”

“How about you act your age, you old emo bitch!?” Ann snapped back as their anger and thirst for payback quickly outweighed their pain.

“Who are you calling old?!” Tae demanded. She snapped a punch across Ann’s face as she let go of her breasts, sending her head bobbing aside. A bit of blood ran past Ann’s lips as she grit her teeth and swung back with her own untrained but heavy blow. Tae reeled back, bending over enough that the blonde swung a high kick that smacked her in the head. The nurse down to the hellish ground with a dazed groan.

Ann was right on top of her, sitting on her face with her barely covered crotch in her face. The mild ache was worth it to rub the dark nurse’s face in it.

“I don’t even need my whip to deal with you,” Ann boasted as she pulled on her hair. Tae gave a muffled choking sound as the younger girl’s thighs squeezed her neck and pressed her face deeper into her pussy. She started to choke on her crotch before she opened her mouth wide in desperation and bit down on any flesh she could fit into her mouth.

Ann broke away with a piercing scream. Her ridiculously tiny bikini provided no cover as she scrambled to her knees, easily torn away by Tae’s clamping teeth. She had left a few dark red bite marks in the pale and now naked girl’s thighs and crotch.

“You’re gonna need way more than a nurse when I’m done with you,” Tae seethed, her voice a bit strained after the recent facesitting. She tackled Ann while she was busy nursing her blood-flecked crotch once again, tumbling with her to the ground until she was mounted on top of her. The blonde’s eyes went wide as Tae’s hands locked around her throat, squeezing her thumbs down on her windpipe.

“Funny what you learn about anatomy in med school,” Tae scoffed as she watched the struggling blonde squirm beneath her. She got a nearly erotic charge from feeling her dying body buck against her hips and the light leaving the big eyes of one of her hated rivals. She gave a final jerk to make sure she wasn’t faking before letting her drop and rushing back into the murderous mayhem.

Joker watched with little more than a mild interest as Haru and Chihaya tore into each. They clawed and bit like savage animals, soon dragging each other to the rough ground. Their bloody injuries left a trail of red streaks along the rocks as they rolled in front of their silently scheming host.

Chihaya bit into Haru’s breast as the curly-haired girl landed on top of her, shoving her back over to continue their tumble. Haru shrieked and clawed at her hair and face, so when Chihaya flinched away she kneed her in the crotch. The fortune teller gave a deep moan as she rolled over, grabbing her already damaged crotch. Haru’s knee came back marked with even more blood than had already been rolling down their skin.

“That’s it. You’re dead, bitch! Dead!” Haru ranted. She crawled over Chihaya’s body, digging her nails into her skin like handholds on her way up to her head. The phantom thief sat on her face, the fortune teller’s face in her ass so that her breathing was entirely cut off. She wailed and kicked her legs but couldn’t manage to shake her off.

“Back where you belong!” the sweaty Haru panted triumphantly. She ground her hips into Chihiya’s face as she tried to ignore the sweat stinging her many cuts and bites. She held herself steady to keep smothering her out, but the fortune teller reached around her thighs and dug in with her fingers. Her nails snaked under Haru’s bikini bottoms and started to gouge at the thin skin inside her pussy.

“Oh FUCK! Fuuuck get out! Shit!” Haru ranted. She found herself jerking around while unwilling to budge from her spot. She was committed to ending Chihaya here and now, but she also didn’t want to keep getting her snatch scratched up.

“Stop it! Stop it!” she ranted, punching Chihaya in the stomach while she tried to stay steady. Soon blood was running down her leg as she was torn up from the inside out. The long-haired rival huffed and argued in her muffled tones from underneath her, screaming and clawing desperately. The two were doomed, unable to bring themselves away from committing to murdering the other long enough to back off.

As Chihaya gasped her last breaths of sweaty air, Haru felt a disturbingly deep pain pierce into her womanhood. She grimaced and gave an agonized gasp before collapsing on top of her foe. The phantom thief passed out from the blood loss, and with no one in the battle even remotely interested in saving her, she quickly bled out in a heap of the dueling women’s corpses.

Futaba landed another firm stomp on Makoto’s crotch, finally hitting hard enough for a gruesome crack to run through her pelvic bone. The brunette phantom thief rolled and howled in agony, only for her screams to be cut off by a vicious kick to the head. Sadayo’s charging boot put her out cold, just for Tae to turn and stomp on her temple. With a small spurt of blood, Makoto’s eyes flashed open before she laid there limp.

The three remaining women scowled at each other, their pain and exhaustion just making them more committed to finishing the fight.

“I’m going to have Joker all to myself,” Futaba laid out clearly as she dropped the dead Makoto’s legs. “I can’t leave any of you alive to risk you interfering again, so don’t expect me to let you walk away!”

“Who’s running?” Sadayo scoffed. “Especially from a pipsqueak nerd like you?”

Tae cracked her knuckles and sneered grimly. “What’s a few more corpses in Hell anyway?” she asked as she lunged in and threw a punch at Futaba. The long-haired girl managed to lean back out of the way, just for Sadayo to grab her by the hair.

The hacker winced and grabbed at the teacher/maid’s wrists, but Tae gladly took the invitation. She threw a few swift jabs into Futaba’s breasts, bobbing them around her chest before slamming a deeper punch into her belly.

“Let’s finish this little girl off and settle this woman to wo-” Tae started.

Sadayo, however, had no intention of putting up with her for that long. She reached past Futaba’s shoulder and punched Tae in the face, making her stagger back a few clumsy steps towards the pool of lava. She rubbed her nose as Sadayo shoved their mutual target aside and went after the gothy nurse.

“Forget the geek. I’ll finish her once your fat ass is melted down like a candle!” Sadayo barked. She moved after Tae but as Futaba fell to her knees, she grabbed the passing teacher by the ankle. She pulled sharply at her leg, making her trip before she could take another step. Tae’s eyes snapped open, forcing herself to focus on the golden opportunity. She stepped aside and grabbed Sadayo by the hair, hurling her past her and into the boiling lava. The maid screamed as the searing hit hit her skin, making her thrash around in howling death spasms.

Tae backed away from the scalding splash, but Futaba was rushing at her from the other side. She turned just in time to grab her by the wrists, sending them both to the ground as they rolled and shoved at each other. Futaba ended up on top, pushing down on the gothy nurse and pinning her to the bottom of Hell. Tae winced and prepared for the worst, but seeing the thrashing body nearby, she shifted her weight to roll slightly closer to the lava. It didn’t get Futaba off, but it did get the spray of lava from Sadayo’s flailing death throes to hit the hacker in the back. The searing pain got her to rear up and scream, grabbing at her badly burned back. From there, Tae just had to kick her foot out into her stomach and hurl her backward. With a final “OH FUCK!”, the orange-haired phantom thief vanished under the scalding depths.

“I… I did it!” Tae panted. She was scratched up and sore as hell but she had pulled it off. She was the last of Joker’s harem left standing in Hell. She turned to see Joker watched her with his usual blank expression as he approached her.

“We did it! You’re all mine!” Tae ranted in painful relief. She ran up to Joker, meeting him halfway and hugging him beside the bubbling lava.

“That’s a relief,” he sighed. “I couldn’t stand either of you arguing over me anymore. In fact...”

Joker suddenly broke off the hug, taking Tae by the shoulders. She looked at him wide-eyed, expecting a kiss or something more before he suddenly pushed her backward. She barely registered what had happened before her lower body vanished into the lava.

“What the… you bitch! You bastard! Fuck you! I hope you rot in here you god damned…”

Tae’s rantings vanished along with her as she went under the lava. Joker sighed and shook his head as he walked away from the spot full of painful memories and corpses of the women he’d come to hate.

“Finally some quiet,” he mused, deciding to make the best of his time here in Hell.

It wouldn’t last. He left the gruesome scene behind and started flirting with the nearest bunch of succubi he could. They seemed charmed enough when a familiar voice spoke suddenly behind him.

“Hey! Why are we back here?”

“Didn’t I die? Like, again?”

“Oh there’s Joker! Hey! Joker!”

The brunette boy grimaced and turned around. All of the women he’d just watched kill each other were standing behind him alive and well, back in their swimsuits. A few were already arguing and shoving each other while others waved and competed for his attention.

“I see you’ve got your hands full, cutie,” the succubus giggled as she started to fly away. “Enjoy your company.”

“This really is Hell,” he sighed.