At the
same time the shadows of moths swarming around the streetlights are moving
eerily.
Inomoto-senpai
and I backed away from the creepy power of my former fiancé, Takehiko Nakamura.
He
used to be fifteen years older than me, but now he looks like he's in his late
teens.
No
matter how I look at him, he is not normal. But I don't know what he become is.
Despite
the fact that I had been told beforehand that he had turned into a Majin, I
still felt as if I was seeing something unbelievable.
So, I
wonder what Senpai Inomoto is going through in his heart.
Regardless
of our fears, Nakamura looked at us with a calm face and narrowed his eyes.
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「Inomoto,
I'm not interested about you. So, If you want to run away, that's fine. I'm
only interested in Ryoko-san」
「I
see. But it can't be like that, can it, Nakamura?」
「Well,
I suppose you could say that」
Inomoto-senpai
responds with a cold sweat, and Nakamura shrugs.
At the
same time, I reached for my holster and quietly removed the gun's safety.
「I
think it's a bit silly... but I don't really know how to control my strength
yet」
Immediately,
a deadly atmosphere suddenly swells around Nakamura. It is so dense that it
tingles my skin.
Inomoto-senpai
respond it by putting his hands in his pockets and hiding me behind his back.
「I
won't accept any complaints even if you die, okay?」
Regardless
what he said, Nakamura walks up to me calmly. He is also a former detective. He
must know what Inomoto-senpai has in his hand.
But
he's confident that Inomoto-senpai can't shoot him.
And
he's right.
The
psychological barrier to the act of shooting a gun is very high for police
officers in this country.
Of
course, Inomoto-senpai is no exception.
「Then
I'll do it!」
「H-Hey!」
At the
same time I jumped out from behind Inomoto-senpai, I took out my gun from my
side holster and pulled the trigger twice in succession.
With a
metallic reverberation in the silence of the night, the two bullets were sucked
into Nakamura's chest and stomach respectively.
*Twitch
Twitch* His body trembled.
The
sound of the bullets was drowned out by the sound of the gunfire, but under the
light of the street lamp, I could see a large hole in the chest of his suit and
a hole in the abdomen of his shirt.
「Wh-What
are you doing! It's not self-defense in this situation! Terashima!」
Inomoto-senpai
shouted at me.
「Just
run, Senpai!」
「What?」
Senpai
looks back at Nakamura with a look of astonishment on his face.
And Nakamura
remained standing.
Senpai
looked as if he had been pranked by a child, and was worrying about the hole in
his suit.
As I
ran, Inomoto-senpai, who followed behind me, called out.
「What?
Did you miss?」
「At
that distance, I wouldn't miss! And it seems not a joke that the devil did something
to that guy!」
But by
the time I turned around, Inomoto-senpai, who was supposed to be right behind
me, was gone.
And
there is a delayed sound of wind, scraping my eardrums, and I see Senpai's
figure slammed against the wall of a house as if he had been blown sideways.
Then
with a dull crack, Inomoto-senpai crumples to the asphalt.
「Senpai!」
As I
was about to walk toward him, my cheeks involuntarily convulsed.
「Kh!?」
I feel
that Nakamura was close by.
And for
a moment, the image of Master flashed through my mind.
I
wondered if there is any way he could summon me at this time.
Of
course, such a thing would never happen.
Master
doesn't know that I'm visiting the crime scene. I didn't even tell him, but
before that, I was just following Inomoto-senpai's idea.
（Anyway,
I have to do something on my own!）
The
pistol in my hand, the М360J, is a customized S&W model that had been
deployed to replace the New Nambu. It has a total of five bullets.
**b
From
right behind me, I can hear Nakamura's breathing. I can only describe it as
unpleasant.
Immediately,
I turn around and pull the trigger.
From
the sound of his breathing, I knew where his head was.
At
point-blank range, I press the muzzle of the gun to Nakamura's face and fire
two shots.
Nakamura's
eyeglasses blow off, and he falls back like an Ina Bauer with the impact. But
he doesn't fall.
And
when he next raises himself up, Nakamura's face, from the chin up, is blown off
and gone.
However,
the reddish-black flesh in the middle of the face is growing, and is being
repaired.
The
scene reminded me of the liquid metal androids I had seen in Western movies.
「Tch...
what a pain」
The
fact that I was not so surprised was probably because I was used to it.
I know
firsthand that in the hands of a devil, repairing the body is no big deal.
I
could probably challenge the Guinness Book of Records for the number of times
I've been torn apart.
「I
thought you were more ladylike, Ryoko-san, but... what are you going to do when
I die?」
「I'd
really like you to die」
Almost
as soon as I snort, Nakamura steps closer and grabs my arm.
「Kh!」
In my
panic, I pressed the gun to Nakamura's chest and pulled the trigger.
It was
the last shot and I fired at his heart.
The
deafening sound of steel bullets eating through flesh echoed at close range.
But
Nakamura only shuddered in shock.
His
grip on his arm did not slacken.
The
next moment, a chill runs up my spine, a chill I have never felt before.
My
eyes widen involuntarily. I looked and saw my arm turning black from where
Nakamura had grabbed me.
「Let
me go!」
「I'm
afraid I can't do it anymore」
Slowly,
all the strength drained from my body. I felt the desperate sensation of being
preyed upon by a predator. And it felt overwhelmingly disgusting to be consumed
by another.
「Ugh,
s-stop...」
My
voice chokes in the back of my throat. But when I look at his face, Nakamura
whispered to me with an enraptured look on his face.
「Let's
become one so that we can never be separated again. You know, Ryoko-san. Now,
you and I will be together forever」
Apparently,
this man was trying to win me over to himself. And it made my face twitched.
（I'd
rather die rather than become the property of a man other than Master...）
Just
as I made up my mind and was about to bite my tongue with my teeth, a
tremendous shock hit my shoulder.
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「Gyaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!」
I felt
as if I had stuck my hand into the flames, and the pain was so fierce that I
screamed with all my might.
I was
blown away and rolled over and I saw my torn arm spinning like a windmill,
spraying blood.
「Forgive
me, Ryoko-sama. It was Lili-sama's order」
There
was a maid standing in front of me, holding a great sword that had severed my
arm from my shoulder, as if to protect me.
As I
looked up with a pain face, I saw another maid with a huge war hammer raised,
blowing Nakamura's body sideways.
「Don't
mess with my girl, handsome!」
I heard
a voice came from behind me, and I weakly turned my head.
There
is a man in a gray sweatshirt that looked like a sleepwear.
There
he is, my beloved Master.
（M-Master...
Why is he here...?）
I try
to speak but I can’t because I'm weakened from the pain.
Master
glanced at me, looked at Nakamura who was raised himself from the wall where he
had been knocked down, and let out a disgusted voice.
「Wooing
a woman who was dumped you... How shameful」
Then,
from right beside Master, I heard Lili-sama's voice. I couldn't see her, but
she seemed to be there.
「Coming
from the man who confined the woman who dumped him, that's quite telling, Devi」
「...Shut
up」
Master's
lips pucker as if he's sulking.
（.........At
a time like this, Master. His sulky face is also great. It's quite moe to see
him like that）
I let
go of my consciousness, thinking such things.
