"Please that really hurts," Jasmine cried, begging not to be treated like that again. She kept on cleaning his body as she was forced to put with this...type of abuse."But you don't have a degree in doctoring Master. Your scholarship was in sports and it was unfortunate that you had a leg injury and it spoiled everything for you," Jasmine tried reasoning with him in a soft tone."Then why did you have to look down on me then," he shouted at her."Please calm down Master. Please lower your voice,". . "I will if you think I should." I don't think you should!" Dwayne erupted."You're not a parent," Donna replied. "I think you ought to give it a shot -- she's had time to cool down." Dwayne and Mark passed a glance."Okay." Gamely, Louise exited the vehicle and headed up the walk to her home. This wasn't going to happen, but she knew that Dwayne's mother would only believe what she saw. If it supported Dwayne, it was worth it... Gathering herself, she knocked on the door, "Mother! I'm home! We. The choice will be yours.”He brought her out of the room and up to his house. Everyone was gone except the cook.“You live here?”“Yes.”“This is beautiful! A swimming pool out back?“Yes again. Want something to eat?”“How bout some Chardonnay and cheese?”He picked up a phone, speaking in low tones she could not understand. Shortly an oriental man arrived with a tray full of various cheeses, bread rounds and two bottles of wine, the Chardonnay for her and the Cab for him. With quiet music playing. Wouldn't the bodies decompose you ask? Well the newest technology of embalming would prevent the ladies' bodies from decomposing. His scientist friend helped him design the building. So he would have a museum of sorts for his murder victims.Nozomi already had a casket waiting for her. As he arrived at the building in the mountains in Shizuoka prefecture the killer smiled. It looked like a wooden shed from the outside. After parking his car he excitedly opened the trunk. Ishikawa-san's body was.