Dakara, Anata o Koko de Koroshimasu

"- Ahhh!?

Rico woke up to jump up.

Dim, no-one streets. Apparently, Sakura and the others aren't here anymore.

No empty wounds were found anywhere on the chest, revealing the girl's distinctive luminous skin.

But I couldn't forget the pain I received from Sakura and my whole body was soaking wet with sweat.

"Ha... ha..., is this...?

Looking around, it was like a mall.

Usually this city should be busy, but have the residents evacuated, the area is quiet.

Rico had precarious back and forth memories and had been confused for a while, but he finally understood the situation and stood up immediately.

"Huh!? Right, what about Selah?!?

Along the way, he should have been attacked by a young immortal with a Sakura and a knife, but now he's nowhere to be found.

But it's hard to imagine you left this city any time soon. Besides, Sakura said she called all the immortals to this city. I mean, the threat hasn't left yet.

We have to rendezvous with Serra as soon as possible.

It reminds me of the fear and pain when Sakura attacked me, and I run out screaming Serra's name desperately as my heart rumbles and my breathing is disturbed.

"Selah! Selah!! Please, where are you!?

- But the Goddess of Destiny didn't smile at me that easily.

"Selah, Selah! Where is it, Se - Ha!?

"Yes, that's it. It's a noisy world now, so don't scream too many people's names even if you're lost. Especially if dangerous people like us are wandering around."

Shock and pain from behind, Rico falls.

Someone put a foot on its back and weighed it relentlessly.

"No, ahhhhhhh!!

"Yes, yes. Be quiet. If you make too much noise, I'll kill you, okay?

Jacqui, and a light metal sound. I can stick something hard in my head at the same time.

Rico becomes stiff without realizing it's a muzzle.

The person behind the reaction has spoken in a satisfactory voice.

"Yeah, yeah, so be it. Thanks. So, I just have one question, okay?

"And the question...?

I try to set my gaze behind my back with my voice trembling in fear.

The girl behind her accidentally put her lips close to her ear.

Exhaling, the girl asks.

"What do you have to do with Serra?

"-! That's..."

Rico gets his mouth caged with Serra's name in his mouth.

It's probably someone she knows that she gave her name by the name of 'Sella', not Celestia Valentine. But given the circumstances, she is indisputably an enemy.

Convinced, Rico finally looks back at the person behind him.

There was a cute little girl standing with long blonde hair wrapped around two-sided up and watery eyes who felt a little young on her face.

- But its origins were too different.

He was wearing a black based Gothic dress, his left foot wearing rhino high socks long enough to stretch to the base of his thigh, while his right foot, in contrast, was wearing ankle socks that only stretched to the candle to expose his raw feet. He held a stuffed animal in his left arm and had a short machine gun (sub-machine gun) in his right arm that did not fit his appearance.

Especially that stuffed animal that shook Rico up.

Daiyuan is a cute looking stuffed animal that mimics a pink rabbit, but everywhere you look, it's full of twigs and looks unbroken. Red stitches left a large mark on his right leg, and his left arm was missing a tip from his wrist to give him a peek at tons of cotton. The right eye slipped away snugly, the left half of the face was joined with a black cloth, and its left eye part was stuck so that a real, look-alike eyeball popped out.

Just because I always use it till it's worn out doesn't mean it's over degrees. Cuteness is only spooky without shards.

Having glimpsed the madness from her as she seemed to love such a doll, Rico turns to hostility, even as she draws her face to fear.

Alice speaks happily of the condition.

"Uh, what were you calling Serra's name? You seem to trust me completely. Maybe a lover or something?

"Then what...!

"Does not denying mean pulse ants?

…………

Rico stares at the girl without answering her questions.

However, that attitude implicitly affirms the earlier question. The girl who noticed it sighed loudly, "Huh.

And Rico was to greatly regret even the slightest defiance of her.

"Don't fuck with me."

From the floating attitude of earlier, a potpourri and a girl squirm her voice surrounded by quiet anger.

Shortly after, the girl kicked Rico's face up in momentum.

"Damn -,... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!?"

The consciousness is interrupted only for a moment, and severe pain strikes me shortly after I wake up.

My mouth is cut off or the smell of iron spreads. My nose breaks completely and my blood spills without stopping.

A girl steps on Rico's face screaming in pain and fever.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!

"Shut up. I told you I'd kill you if you make too much noise."

Until earlier anger clears up like a lie, smiling, yet relentlessly stepping on Rico.

"I made up my mind. I'm going to take you hostage."

"Come on, uh... You, what...!?

In pain and fear, Rico looks up again and stares at the girl.

In contrast, the girl still steps on Rico's face and answers without breaking her floating attitude.

"Me? My name is Alice Westblood. Serra's ex-girlfriend."

"Ha......!?

Rico whose thoughts cease unexpectedly with an unexpected answer.

By contrast, Alice grabs Rico's hair, which remains stiff, and ignores and drags her groaning in pain.

That's how you walk for a few minutes. It was a butcher shop that she reached.

"Sorry to bother you. Uncle, I'll rent this shop."

"What? Ma'am, you have to run, too..."

That's right, that sounds like gunfire in a row.

Before the shopkeeper's man could say anything, Alice was pulling the trigger on a short machine gun (sub-machine gun) in her right hand.

A large number of wind holes empty from the abdomen to the chest and a man falls as he drips blood and organs.

After Rico made a brief scream that looked directly at the sight, he couldn't contain the vomiting he'd been putting in, and began to feel impenetrable.

"Ugh, oh... Ugh, oh"

"Oh, no, you can't. If a girl imitates that dirty. Be patient."

Saying so, Alice takes the handkerchief out of her pocket and forces Rico to bite her.

The vomit that comes in loses its origins and manages to swallow it with a face full of heartburning pain and disgust.

Alice, who nodded contentedly at the look of it, abusively took out the chair and threw Rico there.

Rico tries to resist being freed or denied, but he gets a gunshot in the forehead, and he gets stiff on fear.

"Yeah, so be it. Because if you grow up, I won't kill you."

With that said, Alice takes out the rope and cleverly ties Rico to the chair.

Alice took the handkerchief off Rico's mouth to make sure he was restrained and unable to move.

"Puha......! Like this...... what are you going to do?

Ask Alice while shaking her body in fear.

You admired that soul gall. Alice whistled and replied in a good mood.

"I think I'm thinly guessing, but come on. I'm the same immortal as Serra and Sakara."

"... Huh!

The undead.

More than listening to the word, Rico becomes more alert.

"Yeah, yeah, you can just know what the immortal is. So, the immortal has a strong urge to destroy most of the time, but in my case, it's destructive."

Strong destructive impulse. But she's an immortal 'destroyer' or something.

But what is she going to do with her body tied up and told so much?

Alice joyfully teaches Rico the answers that make her unpleasant imagination work.

"So I'll break your fingers one at a time for the next 10 minutes. End time is until Serra arrives."

"- What?"

to abruptly said words.

Now it's time for Rico to give up his thoughts.

Now what did she say with a smile on her face?

Why are you flat out saying such a bad taste?

No way, will it really run from now on?

Guru goes unceasingly through my head. When questions come to mind, they disappear. It was too impractical for a near-age girl to speak, and Rico had seriously assumed that she was joking.

So you'll have yourself to think of her 'madness'.

I'll fold it now.

"Oh, hey, wait! Ho, really."

"Ichi."

Ignore Rico calling a stop.

Quickly packed with distance, Alice reached for Rico's right thumb.

Porky.

It folded relentlessly in the opposite direction.

Thoughts.

Bounced.

"Damn - ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!???"

"Hahaha! Wow, was this your first fracture? You're in a good mood!

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhh!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!??

Rico couldn't think of anything in the fierce intense pain and even kept screaming.

The tears overflow constantly, and the body hardly moves, continuing to rise on even restrained chairs trying to escape the pain.

Alice laughed with pleasure at the way it looked, filling Rico with distance again and whispering in her ear.

"Hehe, we're just getting started. I'll give you a taste of hell."

I can't think of anything in pain, but I don't want to think of anything, but the words get into my ears and I understand them.

Ignoring Rico, who still kept screaming, Alice groaned at it looking lovely when she took the picture out of her nostalgia.

"Serra, I was wondering if you could come sooner. Otherwise your loved ones will be broken, just like they used to be."

And turn your gaze to Rico again.

In those eyes, madness, jealousy and pleasure - all sorts of darker emotions mixed and shimmered.

"Never - Serra won't give it to anyone"