Haru nods slowly, his expression thoughtful. "I... I'll try," he says softly. "I promise that I will try." He takes a deep breath, visibly steeling himself as he looks around the room once more. "Thank you for giving me this chance," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "I won't disappoint you."

Haru returns the embrace hesitantly at first, then more firmly. His body trembles slightly as he leans against you, feeling the warmth and comfort of your touch. "Thank you," he whispers into your shoulder. "I'll make this right... I promise."

The insane killer's grip tightens further, his fingers digging into the flesh around Satoshi's windpipe as he savors the sensation of power and control that surges through him with each labored breath that escapes the boy. He leans in closer still, pressing their bodies together so that they become one twisted, suffering mass.

"You belong to me," he rasps hoarsely into Satoshi's ear, his hot breath caressing the sensitive skin. "And I will have you."

The insane killer laughs darkly, the sound chilling to the bone. He tilts Satoshi's head back, exposing his throat and taking in the sight of his fingers wrapped around it. With a savage growl, he increases the pressure until there's no air left in Satoshi's lungs at all.

"No," he whispers into the boy's ear as the life slowly ebbs from him. "You don't get to make deals with me."