Yes, really.
The baby of the family, Katsu would lavish love & attention on Sada, providing her with comparatively lax discipline & music/singing lessons. But the Abe household was in constant turmoil.
At the age of 14, during one of those nights, she was raped by an acquaintance.
Exhausted by Sada's promiscuity and irresponsibility, the Abes would sell their youngest daughter to a geisha house in 1922.
Which, honestly, wouldn't have been all that usual.
Much like a modern teenager who might suddenly develop an interest in Olympic-level gymnastics, it was far too late for her to ever compete; her youthful singing and shamisen lessons were nothing compared to five years of intense maiko training.
After five years as a low-ranking geisha, Sada contracted syphilis.
At this point, around age 22, Sada turned to full-time prostitution.
Sada was quite receptive to his advances.
They stayed in bed for 4 days.
Just kept going.
Sometimes with musical accompaniment, via a geisha's singing.
Wow, k.
When all was said and done, The two had slipped off for a quickie on April 23rd, and wouldn't be seen back at the restaurant until May 8th.
TWO WEEKS later.
His wife had learn to tolerate this. Sada... just couldn't. She began drinking like a fish almost the instant they parted.
Kichizo would be dead in 10 days.
On the 11th, Sada pawned some of her clothing, and purchased a kitchen knife.
When she she met with Kichizo later that night, she pulled it on him and paraphrased the play.
She also began strangling him during sex.
Kichizo was totes cool with all of it.
Again, Kichizo was pretty fine with that. The problems arose when she stopped.
In terrible pain, he took 30 over-the-counter painkillers as Sada watched.
Okay, well. That's probably not good, but thanks for sharing, Sada.
This has not gotten weird. This is not weird yet.
This is a crime scene photo of his body, as found by teahouse staff and police. I won't MAKE you look at it, but you can if you want.
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She was right, BTW.
Did you forget about the "necrophiliac" part? Cuz this is it. We're there. This is that part.
Okay.
A 4:00 PM on the 19th, police, suspicious of the alias she'd checked into an inn under, came to her room. She surrendered to them immediately.
Considering the crime had gained national attention, police were initially skeptical. They changed their minds when Sada pulled out Kichi's severed junk.
They went missing shortly after WWII, never to surface again.
For the crimes of second-degree murder and mutilation of a corpse, the prosecution asked for... 10 years.
The judge, who would later admit he found certain aspects of the trial a turn-on, sentenced her to six.
She served five.
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