The pair found a jar of cinnamon in the pantry. Next, Yuki emptied a nearly empty hairspray bottle from her bathroom into the sink. She filled it with water and a good deal of cinnamon, creating an unusual, yet hopefully effective weapon.

Before going into battle, Ryo noticed something. "Hey, wasn't there a frying pan-" 

He got cut off by said frying pan hitting the back of his head, knocking him out. Yuki looked to see who did it, and it was the nukekubi, now in human form. Before she could scream, Yuki met the same fate.

When she woke up, she found herself on the floor with her hands and ankles tied up with duct tape. Yuki's mouth was gagged, and she had also been stripped down, wearing nothing but her bra and underwear. As she struggled, her captor walked into the kitchen. 

She wore a pure white kimono with a pink, flowery obi (similar to a belt), and her slippers were brown like the ground. 

"You may be wondering who I am. Allow me to properly introduce myself."

She cleared her throat. "My name is Akiko Moriyama. I have known your family for so long."

"'Known your family'? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Yuki wondered.

"Do you want to know why your parents really separated when you were nine?"

Yuki's eyes started to widen.

"Your father and I were having an affair behind your mother's back. One night, she caught us in the act. I was so ashamed; I ran out into the street. Unfortunately, I did not see the car coming my way. As I awoke in the hospital, I felt something different about me. I had a newfound hunger for blood. I managed to escape, and for years and years, I have prowled the streets in anger, feeding off anyone I could find to sustain myself while looking for you and your family. Why was I stuck like this, and not your father? This curse is not pretty, to say the least. What's also not going to be pretty is your horrifically mutilated body. Try to stay awake for this..."

Akiko took out a large butcher knife. She started by making a small cut on Yuki's lower abdomen, licking the blood as it flowed out. Yuki tried screaming out loud, but the duct tape silenced her good. Next, the woman made another cut, this time below her right breast. This one was slightly bigger, and Yuki started thrashing back and forth in terror and pain. The third slashing happened on her upper chest, close to the throat. 

While this was going on, Yuki rubbed her duct-taped hands on the floor, having learned that doing so could break the tape. Before Akiko could make one final, fatal slice, Yuki broke free and plunged her thumbs into Akiko's eyes. As blood and vitreous fluids gushed out of the screaming Akiko, Yuki pulled the duct tape of her mouth and legs.

Yuki declared, "YOU'RE the one that's not going to be fucking pretty!"