Standing in the bathroom is a short girl trying to build the courage she needs to ask her co-worker Kanako some very important questions. However, intimidated by the brutish, red-headed ogress, she struggles to hype herself up enough to confront them.
 
  Sitting in a cubicle is Kanako, in a state of bliss while oblivious to her surroundings. Having gone across the street to buy her lunch, Kanako spends her break gorging herself on a wide-spread of unhealthy and greasy foods. Ha

Groooaaannn ... ! Gurgle gurgle...
  
 Groooaaannn ... ! Gurgle gurgle...
  
 "Fine! I'll get you something to eat!" Sitting up in her bed, a grumpy Kanako throws her blankets to the side. leaving her bedroom and heading straight to the kitchen for a late-night snack.
  
 Reaching for the handles on her refrigerator, Kanako flings the doors open. The sound of glass bottles chiming as the doors come to a sudden halt. "Le

**What Is A Predator?**
 
 
 
Predators are a rare genetic mutation that occurs exclusively within women. We still don't know how Predators managed to enter the human gene pool; however this trait is speculated to have its origin as something so simple as a more robust body in exchange for a slightly higher caloric intake. It is commonly accepted that it had been evolved in early human women as a way to out-compete rivals, increase the likelihood of survival for the individual, a

"I like you. Please go out with me!"
  
 "..."
  
 "Oh [Your Name Here]... You're such a sweet and considerate person; you're even kind to a fault. I like that about you but..."
  
 "But for some reason, I feel like throwing up just imagining you as a lover. I'm sorry!"
  
 DringRingRingaling~!! DringRingRingaling~!! DringRingRinga-- Thud.
  
 You wake up in the morning, feeling di

Looking on in shock is a woman named Kanako. Having just witnessed a man die right in front of her. It was sudden and unexpected. The cause? Herself of course!
  
 "I... I know that... that I... have quite the killer physique..." She muttered to herself.
  
 "B-but this is just ridiculous!"
  
 Grabbing the man by the scruff of his shirt, Kanako began to smack the man senselessly.
  
 "Come on! Wake up! I need

The Clinic: Part 1







Sitting alone in a waiting room and tapping her foot against the floor is a woman named Kanako. Chewing her fingernails with a disgruntled look on her face as she impatiently waits for her name to be called upon...

A Day

In



The

Life

Of

Kanako







"Why was I born this way..."






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