Dakara, Anata o Koko de Koroshimasu

─ ─ ─ A month and a half has passed since then.

"Aha."

Serra suddenly laughs out in a city where no one is.

And I stabbed the knife at my chest over and over again for what I thought.

"Ha, hihihi, hahahahahahahahaha!!!!

A tremendous amount of blood erupts when pounding.

But no pain, no fever. Just remember the raw, warm, wet feel.

No matter, Serra keeps stabbing herself in the heart.

"eheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh!!!! No, no, no, no, no, no!!!!

Serra was poking her knife out like crazy laughing, but scratching her head and nodding on the spot when she wondered if she'd thrown the knife away.

"Why!? Why, why, why!? How can I not die!!???"

She shrunk down and wept, and Serra screamed frenzied.

As soon as he woke up from hallucinations, Serra's spirit took its limits. The days that were about to crush Rico's sense of loss and loneliness from his death had continued, and he had misled the pain by the pleasure he had gained from his life.

"I can't do this anymore! I can't remember Rico any more! If I keep living any longer, I'll forget all about Rico! This is unbearable!!

Reaching the 'critical point'. The strong madness that eroded the spirit was finally trying to erase even Serra's cherished deep memories.

Memories with Rico. Her face, voice, smell, and feel. I've forgotten all about it, and the bracelet I'm barely wearing to my name and arm is connecting her presence.

But it will also be a matter of time before that connection is broken.

That's why Serra was about to give up.

I wish I had thrown everything away already and died before I could forget about her at all.

... Yet.

─ ─ ─ Live.

"... Huh!? Ahhhhhhh!!!!

Promise to Rico. Her wish tries to tie all of Serra down.

I am not allowed to die. It was Rico who saved me from trying to kill myself in the first place. If I give up everything here now, I'll betray her.

Serra curses such fate strongly. Serra continues to hate how far she is not allowed to run and can continue to suffer.

Still, she never regretted her promise to Rico. I couldn't resent Rico. It's all for Rico. That's all that makes Serra stand up.

"... sorry for the disturbance, Rico. You have to live, right? It's too early to give up, isn't it? I'll try my best."

Wipe the tears, put up the knife. Serra rises up again.

There was no expression on his face before.

"... so I need to kill you for that"

Consolidate your resolve quietly.

Just took a step forward.

Zakuri, and.

Five red spears pierced Serra's torso.

……

A red spear swells in Serra's flesh.

He was sucking up blood from Serra's flesh as if he were willing to.

Serra looks back slowly wondering who stabbed her.

"--- - - I put it on."

A girl with black hair, red eyes, and red kimonos.

"Vampire" Mizuno stood there.

"Hehe. 'Vampire' with red spear wings on his back. Hey. It's starting to look like a lot, Mizuno."

I don't mean to tell anyone.

Standing in the heart of a bloody accumulation that spread wide as if it were a pond, Sakuraya squeaks pompously.

If she peeks into the red and black waters, a girl with the same color hair and eyes stares back at this one.

"If madness is only about smashing sera and fighting ability, Mizuna-chan in the strongest class. I wonder which one wins."

As he twirls around, Sakara takes out the killer and vampire cards.

He stopped perfectly and took a drop from the blood buildup and included it in his mouth.

If you pull through your fingers, your saliva will pull the thread and glossy illuminate your fingers.

"Heh heh, as a 'mother', I'm rooting for both of you. Please kill me✩fully."

"Oh...... oh! This is it, Ugh, this flavor. I just wanted it, Celestia..."

Soak up blood from Serra's flesh and take it directly into her body. Mizuno enjoys Serra's taste.

As one drop of her blood stains her body again, it causes her face to wander.

The sensual currents swept through his body, holding his own limbs, and Mizuno was bored.

"Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. It tastes really sweet...... Hey, can I have some more?

Slowly Mizuno extends his arm toward Serra and moves his forefinger slightly.

Shortly after, a spear of blood was flying out of her back towards Serra.

─ ─ ─ ─

Serra, who stared silently at the condition, lays a knife and prevents it from the front.

Apparently, the effect of 'coagulation' was increasing more than before and the blood spear was sturdy enough to beat even steel. Though I managed to recieve it because that's what flies at high speeds, Serra falls ill.

Now one from the side. Determined that the evasion by passivity would not be made in time, Serra uses the 'black shadow' forcefully while disfigured to pack the distance to her eyes.

I squeeze the knife with both hands that is about to fall out of my tail and force it to swing down toward Mizuno. A nasty blow. But Mizuno seemed to have been able to react instantly, creating four new spears from his back, which instantly unfolds to envelop her and the knife is bounced.

Serra retreats to the rear as she takes passivity, furthermore pulling apart the intermission in the 'Black Shadow' to take a fighting stance again.

At that moment, all the spears on Mizuno's back were integrated, and he crawled over to Serra to stitch the ground in a grudge.

"Shit."

Gently tongue-in-cheek and Serra rolls into the side, dodging the spear.

Immediately after, the spear exploded from the inside to create a huge pile of blood needles.

Some needles pierce the sera. But Serra stares at Mizuno without worrying.

Her 'coagulated' spear is now defenseless due to its integration. I just have to stab a stop inside showing a gap.

"Phew."

But Mizuno smiled as if she had read Serra's thoughts.

Serra's body is engulfed in darkness to fill the distance immediately. But at the same time, the spear of blood returned to Mizuno with terrible momentum and protected her again. But so far, as expected. As Serra emerges between Mizuno's eyes, she rushes out at the same time and circles into her back. The base where the spear of blood is growing. It was an operation that pierced every heart from the slightest gap there.

"Huh!?

Fogno, who realizes the intent, does not look back, releasing the defense and releasing the spear backwards.

But that was also within Serra's assumptions. Now it is time for the "Black Shadow" to reappear before Mizuno and wave the knife down against her.

Serra was brilliant enough to keep Mizuno's neck untouched.

Porridge, and Serra's right arm falls to the ground.

At the same time, blood erupted from the cross section and Serra's body, with its crumbling center of gravity, fell to the ground.

"Duh, duh, duh, duh! Oh, it's late, Celestia!!

Mizuno laughs happily.

If I turned my gaze upwards, Mizuno was holding a knife in his right hand. The body has blood on it.

Amnesia. That has become a vendetta. Serra had forgotten that she was a knife girl.

Despite that situation.

In her fading memory, Serra had remembered the presence of a little but one girl.

Serra squeaks pompously as she falls on her depression.

"... I'm starving"

The movement of Mizuno stops when it fits.

The statement and intonation sounded familiar.

Mizuno asks Sera unexpectedly, shaking her body and denying it in her head.

"... Meena?

Serra returned nothing to Mizuno's words.

Shortly afterwards, at an unstoppable speed, Serra was biting Mizuno's throat whistle.

Ham, and chew the meat off a thousand as it is.

"Oh, huh?

Mizuno bleeds without knowing what happened.

In his eyes was the appearance of Serra cheeking Mizuno's flesh.

Serra opens her mouth with a smile like a child.

Mizuna was wary of the madness spinning from the words.

"Hey, I've stabbed and strangled. I've never eaten or killed anyone yet."

"Hih, hi,... ah"

"Let me try?

"Hey, get off me!!

Serra's words were on her head and she regained her sanity between sunshine bundles.

But the hour was already late, and Selah was eating up again in Mizuno's throat.

"Ahhhhhhhh! ha, ho, guhhh!!!????????? ------------------------!!!

The screaming of death also crushed the vocal cords, and Mizuno could only make his body rave.

I can eat it alive. It was as if it were directly shredding its own soul, a pain that was too intolerable.

It overlaps with Meena, who was a thinker, eating meat with the fierce eyes of a beast, and further afflicts Mizuno's heart.

I remember being eaten, being shredded, even feeling like I was getting smaller, but I couldn't even scream, and I couldn't call anyone for help.

Eventually, even in my heart, all I could make was a 'sound' in which my soul would be shredded, not screamed.

Mizuno was eaten.

Eaten alive, dead.

"Um, it's fine to wake up to cannibalism, but you better not force him to do something that doesn't fit your mouth, okay?

Sakara, who watched quietly, opens her mouth.

"Well, I guess this is the first and last time Serra has a human. Mizuna-chan is the one who does the trick. Natural dos?

Sakara lights the card she had, whining with fun.

The vampire cards turned to ashes and flowed straight into the wind.

"Pfft, the rest is my favorite Hazel Tan. I wonder what kind of killing we're going to have?

Why, but I remembered that girl.

I can't remember that kid's name or face. I just remembered I was eating it looking delicious. That's why I tried to imitate it with interest.

"But you didn't know what it tasted like. He was dead when he found out."

Lightly, Serra lifts the knife with that impression on her first cannibal.

I crawled my fingers all over myself by accident.

"I knew it had to be this. I don't really feel like I took my life."

Shake off the blood. Serra stands up.

As far as the sight is concerned, the figure is nowhere.

Still, Serra has to walk. I promised her that I would live.

"-Who was that girl?

Serra shrugged quietly as she dragged the knife.