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⚠︎𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎⚠︎
                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
                          
(Warnings: Torture, gore, blood.)
                          
Oikawa's Pov: 
                          
Chop. Another finger gone. Terushima stepped back, as Daisho's scream echoed through the cellar once again. It had been 20 minutes now, and Daisho only had 2 fingers left. Blood dripped from his hands, and it was creating puddles on the grey floor.
                          
"You two should start talking." I suggested, to the other two men. 
                          
They looked at me and Teru in fear, both shaking their head. 
                          
"It's a shame...maybe we will have to start to torture you two as well. What do you say Teru?" I asked, looking at the fake blonde. 
                          
"I think that's a brilliant idea. I have some new torture techniques to try out." Teru said, smirking. 
                          
He walked over to the table, and picked up a small bottle. I hummed in approval after he looked at me. He then turned to the one man who had sat closest to Yams during the mission.
                          
"I heard from a green haired boy that you were getting very flirty with him. Even tried to touch him. Am I correct?" Teru asked, squatting in front of the man. 
                          
"Wait...he was with you guys too?" The man asked, fear flashing through his face. 
                          
"Thanks for the answer." Teru said, before opening the bottle. 
                          
He grabbed the mans face, and angled it to the side. He then poured the liquid in the bottle into said mans ear. 
                          
"I prepared this cement just at the start of the day. I hope it's comfortable!" Teru spit, as cement filled the mans ear. 
                          
"No! Stop!" He screamed, trying to break free from the chains around his wrists. 
                          
"Shut up. This is for trying to touch my  Yams." Teru said, before closing the bottle. 
                          
He shoved the man back, and cement dripped from his full ear. Teru then sat back on his chair. 
                          
"I have a question Daisho." I said. 
                          
The weak man looked up, barely being able to keep his eyes open anymore. 
                          
"Who is the new leader of the Poisonous Snakes? I know Mister Ushijima retired...I presume his son took over? Ushijima Wakatoshi right?" I asked, spitting said mans name out with venom. 
                          
"I-I...can't say.." Daisho mumbled, looking at the ground again. 
                          
"Teru, get the sharpened spoon. If he can't keep his eyes open anymore, might as well not have them." I said, as Daisho looked up again. 
( I saw this in a horror movie, ok? I thought it was funny AND cool.) 

                          
"Please no! Don't do that!" He shouted. 
                          
Teru looked at me for approval, and I nodded. He then walked towards Daisho and grabbed his face with one hand. He gripped the sharpened s[poon tightly, and brought it towards his eye. He started to dig in, as Daisho's screams started to break free again. After a minute or so, one of his eyes finally came off. It fell to the ground, creating an echo. I let Teru do the same to the other one, before speaking up.