When I look at Perla, she's pale in the face and her mouth is puckering.
I saw Ellea stuffed with cloth in her mouth and I killed him, but that guy... who is it?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
"Ku......!
In a quick move, Parra packs her distance from me and reaches for the knife pattern.
A move I don't think of as a 17-year-old girl.
No, is this kid also an animator?
Compared to a regular person, it's a scintillating move, and thought-provoking right after your boyfriend's murder.
But as an animator, I don't have enough level, experience, or strength.
Squeeze the outstretched hand easily and tap a knee kick into the abdomen.
"Ugh, guh..."
Parra retreats with one or two steps, keeping her belly down.
That low posture leads me to the height of just about a kick (...) in her head.
Spa! Spa!
The high kick released toward the temples is a clean hit with a creepy sound.
I shredded her consciousness quietly.
Parra with a mild concussion and a fluttering, unwary foothold.
I grabbed the head abusively and forced it to sit in the chair.
Parra is at her best to remain conscious and has no way of resisting.
When I approach Ellea while she is asleep in bed, I lift her body.
That's when my fingertips touched her flank.
"Mmm...... ahh"
My chest bursts unconsciously in the sweet voice that leaked out of Ellea's mouth reflexively.
"Oh, I'm sorry. This has never happened before."
Ellea excused herself, blushing her cheeks, as she was confused too.
Well, let's just assume that favor towards me is the result of that.
I held her body up, and I sat that body on the bed again.
I'm not dressed while I'm asleep.
"Thank you, Misaki"
Ellea grins when she looks at me.
No, it's been there once in a while for a while, but on second thought, it's a funny story.
I wonder why she can look me in the face and talk. [M]
"Ellea, maybe you're blind?
"No, I haven't seen it. You thought it was strange because I was looking at Misaki's face."
"If you don't see it, how are you judging where your face is?
"I know now. The direction in which the voice can be heard or the position of the hand, smell, body temperature, breathing, or the sound of the heart. Because that tells us where Misaki is."
Ellea said proudly.
I see, when you have a sharp sensation other than vision, you can do that kind of artistry.
After all, I'd be happier if the smile was pointed directly in front of me.
I guess it's because I understand that that Ellea purposefully turned to me and laughed at me.
How can a family not respond to such a kind child?
What kind of nerves can I get even more nervous about people who keep giving to others in good faith?
Ellea's kindness makes it unnecessarily unforgivable.
You want to kill me at my will, but you have to be patient here.
"Didn't you mind?
"No way, I'm glad."
"Good for you. But...... it's not bad to feel misaki just because of the feeling, but I want to see your face soon. I don't know where it is, but I don't know how it's shaped."
From the words, I perceived her intentions.
The activation of Ellea's skills requires mutual consent.
For the first time with my consent, I can change parts of my body.
I mean...
"Then it's quick... Ellea, what are we gonna do with this kid?
"May I make a decision?
"Of course. Because this revenge is Ellea's belongings (...)"
"Then... well, may I first stab Perla's right hand with a knife"
At Ellea's request, I put Perla's right arm on the table, which is hanging over me.
And a knife dyed red with Vel's blood, its sharp, pointed tip, was placed at the center of the back of his hand.
Tup, just hit it, and the skin is pierced, and red blood overflows like a small ball.
To a slight pain, "Ahhh..." Pearla whispered.
But consciousness is not yet fully restored.
I grabbed the knife pattern with both hands and pushed it in with much more force.
The knife rips the skin off the back of his hand, advances the meat, stabbing through Parra's right hand as he scrapes the gorilla and the middle hand bone.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Pearla screamed her best as she stretched her legs pinned and opened her eyes.
"Good morning, Perla"
Ellea smiles and speaks to her sister.
Parra, hearing that, can only make her breathing rough with incontinence "haha".
"You haven't heard back. Misaki, do you have a spare knife?
"There's a couple of them."
"Then no problem, fix your left hand next (...)"
I endure the pain, so I do my best, and Parra doesn't see the will to defy me.
When I easily put her left arm on the table, I skewered it just like my right hand.
The wet sound of piercing the meat echoes the striking sound of piercing the tree.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!
A colorless scream burst into Parra's room.
I think I can hear you downstairs.
I close the door of the room quickly, just in case, and lock it.
Late, I heard someone running up the stairs from the ground floor.
Critically safe, but you don't have much time.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Parra who endures repeated breathing and pain.
How severe the pain was, incontinence, skirts, chairs, and carpets soaking wet.
Ellea, who saw it, said away with a smile again.
"Next, stick a knife between your nails and fingers, spin it around and peel your nails off"
"From which finger?
"Let's use your right index finger."
Place the cutting tip of the knife on the tip of the right index finger, as directed.
And all at once, I stabbed him.
"Uh-huh!
Parra makes a cry that doesn't sound like a voice.
If you continue to twist the knife, the claw peels off your finger by involving the slip and meat.
"Oh, hi, no, no, no, no, no."
"Keep dropping your middle finger"
Ellea gives me pale instructions without worrying about my sister's screams.
Doss, and cut off his middle finger, and next he crushed the bone of his left hand pharmacopoeia with a knife pattern.
Each time Parra makes a sad cry.
While doing so, Ellea's parents arrive in front of the door and forcefully knock on the door.
"Pearla, Ellea, I heard some weird voices, but are you okay? What are you doing?
"It's okay, Dad. I'm just playing with Parra."
"Oh well..."
To Ellea, who answers plainly, his father tries to leave the room.
"No, no, no, no! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Parra begs for help against her father.
I still had that energy.
Ellea seemed to have the exact same sentiment, and when she smiled like that when she said, "You have no choice, sister," she gave me the following instructions.
"Hit my head on the table a few times and shut me up"
"Okay."
Grab the back of your head as you wrap your hair around it and slap it straight onto the table full of strength.
Don, and a blunt blow sounded.
"Nozo... Ha Bi!
"Parra, what's going on, what's happened! Ellea, don't open up here!
"Your father is later, now let me play with Perla"
I didn't seem to shut up at one time, so I repeated it several times afterwards.
At first, it was just the sound of hitting a tree, but over time, the sound of nosebleeds, blood flowing out of your mouth, covetousness involved, becha, starts to get around.
Perhaps it was because the broken teeth were just down there, and I noticed that cuts had been made to my jaw and cheek as well.
"Ooh... Hih... Shih, Keh... Ayagi!
"Parra! Open it, open it, Erreah!
Father's desperate cry is also vain, and Parra's adorable face is distorted every time she hits the table.
The call for help also slowly weakened, and by the time she was completely silent, it took about 10 times.
Still, what I didn't pass out was still the move that the sturdiness of an animator's body makes?
"Damn, if this happens...!
Don't!
The father gives up opening the door completely and begins to hit the door with his body.
But it's still going to take some time to smash through the sturdy doors.
It was your revenge to remodel the house.
"Misaki, would you mind letting me sit in the chair across from Parra"
"Yes, sir."
When I lift my hand to her side, I make her sit in the chair across the street as I was told.
It just took the form of Parra and Ellea facing each other.
Parra with several broken teeth and nasal bones, dripping bloody covetousness from her mouth.
Ellea smiles happily when she sees her sister like that.
It was the moment when the sisters, for the first time in their lives, exposed themselves to the truth and turned to each other.
"Come on, Perla, if we get this far, you know what I want, don't you?
"Ha, Hiu... Hiu... Ka, Kaho..."
Parra repeated her fine breath.
His eyes were vain, but he clearly captured Ellea's appearance.
You're seeing, you're hearing, and you understand.
"I want to die, I don't..."
"Okay, I won't kill you. Instead..."
"Eyes back, eyes back,"
"Hehe, Parra is a smart kid and helpful"
"Won't you?
"Did you ever tell me that I lied to my family?
So confidently enough to say, Ellea has been so honest with her family... no, I guess she's been honest with everyone.
I didn't mean to be taken away from you, I just gave it to you.
This would not have happened if I had responded with honesty to her integrity.
There was not a single piece of hesitation or anything else in the tragedy that happened as it happened.
Ellea declares without changing her expression.
"Skill Activated (Boot), Virgin Smile (Reversal)"
White, pale light illuminates the chest of the sisters subject to the skill.
One thread slowly stretched out of each other's light, and eventually the threads touched each other, becoming one and connecting.
Tong, tong, tong.
Pearla's light pulses slightly and sends something into the yarn.
And something that was sent was poured into the light of Ellea.
"Oh, oh... oh... the view... about... again, in that darkness... eh"
Parra gave a mourning voice.
But the activated skills don't stop anymore.
She loses her light, and Ellea regains her light.
At the end of activation of the skill, the yarn disappeared to decay and eventually the light that was lit on his chest also misted.
"I can't see... I can't see..."
Lost sight, Parra mourns and weeps.
Ellea, on the other hand, should have regained her sight, but for some reason she remains meditating on her eyes.
Then he turned to me standing next to him and finally opened his eyes.
"... oh"
Ellea exhaled hot as she blushed her cheeks.
"Misaki - you look so much sweeter than I thought"
"I thought you looked worse?
"Yeah, I was actually a little nervous. But now, I think from the bottom of my heart, it's good to see your face first."
Those eyes do capture me and stare firmly at me.
No such thing is in Ellea's eyes, even if the room is filled with the smell of blood, or her sister is in pain, or her father is repeatedly hitting the door.
I'm the only one who wants to be delusional.
Nature and body were attracted.
There is no resistance to her without hands and feet.
But you must have accepted that I closed my eyes from myself.
"Hmm......"
Layer my lips on slightly open lips.
"Suddenly I think it's sloppy"
"I'm sorry, I really wanted to."
"You don't have to apologize, because I'm not dissatisfied. Ask me anytime you want Misaki, because that's the joy for me right now"
"It's not fair that you just want it unilaterally. Anything you want me to do for the kiss?
"Bye -"
To sweeten her lover, she said.
"Stick a knife in Perla's neck and kill him"
There is no reason to say no.
When I took out my new knife, I approached Parra.
"Ugh, no... no, I have a promise... oh, I'm not lying...!
"I, did I say that?
"Say... said... should..."
"That's strange," I think I just said, "I've never lied to you before."
"Oh, no... heh, shit...!
Yes, I haven't said a word about not lying.
It is these guys who have always pushed their convenience on others that have conveniently interpreted that as enlargement on their own.
What qualifies you to contest Ellea?
"Ah, ah... no..."
"It's not anyone else, Parra, your father, your mother who taught us the senselessness of being equally honest with everyone"
"Chi, stop... Ya, I don't want to die... because of this, I can use Anima... I'm going to...!
"The only thing I'm going to be honest about is Misaki and someone Misaki has forgiven my heart for"
"Marriage, too,... happily... so don't be corny...!
Pearla begging for her life as she drips her body fluids from all over her face.
But her words don't even reach Ellea.
It is no longer just a murmur.
"I don't care, die"
Jubboo!
I stuck a knife in Perla's mandible, as Ellea told me.
Deep, deep, so that the blade reaches the brain.
The moment the blade is wrapped in her flesh and invisible, its body trembles.
And as it was, it stopped working again.
Death is nothing.
That's why I have no taste if I don't enjoy it in front of me.
"Thank you, Misaki"
Ellea, who saw her sister's death face, said so with satisfaction.
There will be no more denial of her vengeance.
Because I knew with that splendor.
Well, I don't need you in this room with only the body anymore.
My father, who keeps hitting the door without sexual punishment, has become pathetic, so I anticipate the timing and open the door for him.
"Perla!"
The moment the door opens, although I call the name of my beloved daughter, of course I have no reply.
The father's face blues as he glances at the smell of the room filled with what happened and notices immediately.
"Oh, my God..."
Oh, my God, I think that's Ellea's dialogue.
This would not have happened if we had also been able to apply the values that preceded it towards Perla to Ellea.
"Ellea, what about this guy (...)?
"Yes, let's kill him (...) too"
I don't even call him my father anymore.
Under her will, I dare pull out the knife that was piercing Perla's right hand, and I approach my father.
"Hih... whoa, whoa!
Then he slipped down the stairs and ran away.
I just took my head out of the room and checked, and it looks like you took my mother and jumped outside.
"What do we do, chase? Get your arms and legs back, too."
"What about that... Actually, I don't have much untrained hands and feet."
"Really?
It was surprising.
I got my eyes back, and I thought it was definitely something to get my hands and feet back.
Sure, though his father was the only one in this town who was given a body from her, and halfway through saying it was just his right arm.
But the reason Ellea's talk of untrained hands and feet was unexpected.
"'Cause when you get your hands and feet back... can't you even ask Misaki to take care of you anymore"
Oh...... you mean that.
He used to hate me, he seemed sorry, but now he says he's more than happy.
"If you don't have your hands and feet, you can stick around all the time."
"There's that, too. And then... well, it's hard to say. I want to be owned and managed by you."
I don't give a shit what you're saying.
"... no, is it?
But if they say it in such a cute way...
"You think you can tell me no?
Ellea's expression shines brightly.
I'm prepared to accompany her to the end, whether it's ownership or management or whether it adds to her hopes.
I will never abandon her while she asks for me.
But then it won't be a question of how to protect Ellea in the future.
As long as Rabbi has her own legs, Ellea has difficulty escaping by herself.
"Um..."
Ellea tried to say something again, it was then.
Doo-woong!
I hear such a grand, flashy crushing noise that it involves a ground beep from the outside.
"That was faster than I thought."
"Hey, did Lily do something?
"Well, I'll know when I see it."
Lift Ellea's body and take her near the window.
The view you can see outside is the familiar town of Ingratus.
And - I'm going into the zoub hangar, it was like a gray giant.
"Plumbum is in the Zoub hangar..."
"I asked Lily and Rabbi to take the Animus and destroy the elephant just before I came back here. There's probably a rabbi on that plumbum."
"Mr. Rabbi, can you steer Animus!?
Ellea couldn't help but be surprised, because I was surprised when I heard it was me.
Come to think of it, I'm a merchant apprentice on Animus, so it's not weird to be able to maneuver.
He said, "You've done enough work."
"So... you can use Anima"
"That's what's gonna happen. I was just at Ultio."
"Wait!
"What's going on?
Trying to get out with her in my arms, I stopped at a strong willed word.
"All, I'll do it. Let me do it."
"But you don't have the hands and feet to express the anima, do you?
"You're absolutely right. But - if I were born again, I think I could kill everyone in town properly. My parents want to stop my breathing with my hands, and I want to show Misaki that it's not just a clump of legs, it's good for me."
I wonder if that's what I was about to say.
Even if I couldn't fight, I wouldn't abandon Ellea.
It's self-satisfaction, so to speak, for her to convince herself.
Then we'll have to let her do it until she's satisfied herself.
"Okay, then I'll leave it all to Ellea. I'll turn to support."
"Thank you very much."
I'm not in a position to be thanked.
Better than the original, this is her home, because Ellea herself is the best place to settle for what she was before.
When I get out of the house holding Ellea, I put her in the middle of the road to get a little distance so she wouldn't get caught up in Anima's expression.
I only heard you use Anima, but this is the first time I've seen Anima.
I'm sure it's a beautiful anima, as it symbolizes Ellea's heart.
"Teneritas"
When you shout out the name of Anima, which means ”kindness," Ellea is wrapped in light.
What manifests itself is an anima as white as her heart, free of all dirt.
Skinny torso, curved legs, arms reminiscent of angel wings.
But neither the legs nor the arms were interrupted in the middle, performing their respective functions.
Teneritus, who can't even stand up.
But there was no loss of Ellea's confidence.
"Come on, let's expose our nature!
Gi, gi gi......
The amputated surface of both hands and feet (...) creeps.
What Anima looks like is the shape of a person's soul.
Anima is beautiful if her heart is full of goodwill, and Anima is ugly if her heart is full of malice.
If the way it is changed, it naturally changes the shape of the anima.
Ellea has so far trapped negative emotions deep in her chest.
Then I'm trying to crawl out of the inside of Anima, nothing more than the negative emotions that have trapped me in my heart.
"Mm-hmm... haha... haha!
Zuluuuuuuuuuu!
With a gasping laugh, a red and black tentacle blew out of the cutting surface of Teneritus.
At the same time, there is a red and black line that resembles the surface of the fuselage that was just white.
The bundle of tentacles that appeared eventually took the form of hands and feet, and Teneritas - no, Ellea, finally, stood up on her own.
"Heh, heh, heh... hahahahahahahahaha! I... I, I'm standing, I'm walking! Are you watching, Misaki? Now I can help, I can kill everyone!
Ellea asks me in a childish tone.
"Yeah, I'm watching."
Closer than anyone, firmer than anything.
Tentacle-bound hands and feet, like bumpy muscles.
Red and black lines, engraved in pure white armor, that conflict with white.
At first glance, its grotesque shaping.
But I do know that this is the result of Ellea's first exposure to herself.
So there's only one thing I can say when I look at her.
"Wow, it's beautiful"
Purely, I thought so.
"Eh heh," Ellea said shyly.
Everyone in the world is trying to curse her as ”wrong," and my will remains the same.
I can say without hesitation that this is the most correct form of mind.
"Then I'll kill you."
"Yeah, you killed him."
Wave and send her out.
Thus began a massacre with clear consequences.