Dakara, Anata o Koko de Koroshimasu

Rigiri, and.

Jillian strangles me with strong hatred and willingness to kill, and madness in his eyes.

"Die, die, if only the seniors weren't there, they wouldn't have to kill us all!

smile, and.

'Rico' is crouching next to me, smiling as I see how it is.

"Hey, Selah. If we don't kill Jillian soon, it's gonna stay painful, okay? You don't want me to blame you anymore, do you? Then we have to kill this guy fast."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

'Rico' affirms himself as a Jillian who denies himself.

But they both look at me as a 'killer', not as a 'sera'.

It was harder than ever to be forced to reject my presence from two important people.

I block my ears trying to keep the two voices from hearing any more.

"Selah's not a murderer, is she? Then why don't I show you a good way?

Yet the voice of 'Rico' comes into my ear lightly.

'Rico' was smiling softly next to Jillian, who strangled her when she opened her eyes and distorted her face to anger.

"I'm going to kill you. All you have to do is kill all the people who call you" murderers "about Serra. That way, no one calls you" murderer "about Serra, right? You can prove that Serra's not a" killer, "right?

"- Eh."

Fall into the sensation of being shaken head by the words of 'Rico'.

Thoughts I've never had before. The impulse that is crying out in the depths of my heart is awakened with the voice of 'Rico'.

'Hey, let's try to kill him. Kill all the bad guys who deny about Serra. Besides, if you kill me, it's gonna feel good, right?

The mood exalts as if it was floated with heat by the words' Rico '.

Even though, the strangled and painful breathing gets even shallower.

- Oh, yeah.

'Rico' is right.

I'm not a killer. Never a 'killer' or anything. Didn't Rico say that then? No matter how much I try to step off the path, I will make it right.

So there's nothing wrong with what 'Rico' says.

"............ ha"

It's easy if you decide so.

Same as when you fought Alice. If you don't mind all the pain and suffering, you can easily solve these arms.

He stopped breathing and reached for Jillian's arm, who was strangling him with force.

"- Kuhi"

Shit.

Out of nowhere the piano line flew and pierced Jillian's right arm.

From elbow to upper arm, meat rips off and dances through the universe.

"No, ahhhh!!!!!????????"

Jillian screams as she drips black liquid.

I peek grotesque meat out of my messed up arms, but I could not find it realistic back because it only showed up in black and white.

I finally get free from my strangle and get up to see what happened even as I cough up.

After I got up, I realized I was late.

to the fact that the piano wire still remained tensioned.

The sound of gichi.

My left arm had just been cut off.

"Kuhihihihihihihihihihihihihihi!! Oh, oh! Finally meet you, Celestia Valentine!!

A deafening voice that echoes from the rear.

Looking back, the nun with the purple eyes hanging on her green hair, no "fanatic" Cecilia Waitley, was twisting her body.

"Yeah, yeah, that's right!! YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU!!!! I missed you and I missed you and I was about to burn myself, kuhihihihihihihihihihihihi!!

…………

Cecilia's eyes are opened.

He spreads his mouth in a three-day moon shape, tongues out, and smiles so nasty, mad, slutty, ugly and downright that he doesn't seem to be an obedient Sister.

"Ku-ha, ku-ha, ku-ha. I've never forgotten you, ever since you and I fought in the First World War, that you are the same person who was chosen as God, and that is to say, a great apostle, who saved the world together, and who was given the mission to drive away the heathens who were valued as the former unnecessary of severe discernment by God, and to balance the world. In other words, I (me) and you are in a destined community that transcends the relationship of family, friends, lovers, including, of course, Hazel and Hua. But I returned to the story, and in a relationship that is so profound that in friendship and affection, I (me) met you again, and so I rejoice in the fierce battle that I wash my blood with you again. Thank you, and I applaud God, and praise God. God is our ruler. God is absolutely unacceptable. Blessed is God. Blessed. Blessed is you. Blessed." Blessed. "Blessed." Blessed are you. "Blessed." Blessed. "Blessed." Blessed. "Blessed are you."

It's broken.

Thoughts that should be completely human are broken.

Is this the result of going beyond the 'critical point'?

Lines that make the soul unbearable to the accelerating madness. The end point of madness. The last fortress for man to be human.

Meena was also freaking out when she crossed the 'critical point', as if it were a broken radio. As Meena died shortly afterwards, I was mistaken for thinking that people beyond the 'critical point' would be like faulty machines.

But actually, no. The immortal is essentially a madman if found out, and the madness reaches its highest point, which means that there are only creatures there who have lost their humanity.

A creature wearing a man's skin. A creature that thinks and acts according to the madness that overflows from itself, aware of its divergence from its surroundings. It's not instinct that's in that brain. Rather, vice versa. A creature that judges and executes only by reason. It was no longer elevated to a being worthy of calling itself a 'monster'.

"Ugh, guh... Shen Pa, what is this guy..."

Jillian asks as she groans in pain.

Until some point earlier, the fierceness and madness had vanished into Jillian's eyes, apparently reverting to sanity.

If so, there is no reason to kill her now. If you're going to help me rescue Rico, I'll take that hand.

Likewise the figure of 'Rico', who had circled around me until earlier, had disappeared. Perhaps that was a hallucination. Maybe Rico showed me to calm me down a little when I was being captured and panicked.

"... hehe"

"Senior?"

"Yeah, this is Cecilia. The immortal."

"!? Well, then this guy is an enemy -"

"Kuhihihihihihihi, you're right. Yeah, yeah!! We are destined to be chosen as' gods' and apostles and therefore hostile and contending. The last one who survives can receive love from 'God', love from Sakura, love, fraternity, love, love!!!!

Cecilia screams as she holds her own limbs and dyes her cheeks with a tranced look on her face.

Of course, even assuming Cecilia kills all the immortals, there's no way Sakura would reward her like that. She herself must be aware that Sakura is such a person.

But all the memories so mysterious and inconvenient to her fearful were thrown away, and the appearance of identical and enthusiastic worship of 'God' was precisely that of 'fanatics' themselves. Except for the evils and objects of faith she has so far overlapped, so will no Sister be able to believe in 'God' so purely so far.

He seemed pleased to see me, but as far as I was concerned, he never wanted to run into her again. Even though she says it involves tremendous mental exhaustion to deal with one madman, she has more head screw detachment than any other immortal.

Besides, Rico remains imprisoned. We have to help her as soon as possible. I don't even have time to deal with a guy like this.

If you noticed, the left arm that had been cut off was playing. Then I won't hesitate anymore.

"Kuhihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi Let Celestia have the hammer of 'God' and the girl there be a truly pathetic but offering to 'God'. Oh, oh!" God "brings to mind the face that Master Sakura delights in, I (I) go to" God ", to Hazel, you love me!! Kuhihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi-"

Cecilia was whining about something, but ignoring it, I pull the knife out of my sheath.

And only for a moment my vision was covered in darkness.

Shortly after my vision cleared, I was packing my distance to the present of Cecilia.

"- What?"

Cecilia raising her voice like a shriek.

before her thoughts caught up with understanding.

I pierced her heart.

"Shh, here's the problem with Rico, what happens to humans when you exercise 'power'?

"Ugh... Phew, Phew..."

Rico, whose body was restrained in chains and seated in a chair.

He is constantly sweating from all over his body, bluing his face, trembling all over his body, wandering.

He was removed from custody from Hua Hua and exposed to relentless words as he was beaten with chains. However, it was all a hallucination created by Xuahua, and Rico's body was in fact intact and had never been removed, such as at high speeds.

But the hallucinations I saw there were inscribed as too real and Rico's memory strong trauma.

"Hey, Rico? Will you answer the question?

"Ugh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, he

When I fought against Hua Hua.

In an instant, Serra was stuffing her distance and claiming her neck.

Serra didn't show any bare moves to run then. As soon as Rico grabbed her back with the knife in place, she was moving into the same position.

"I don't know if I'm half right. Technically, Serra's 'power' is' influence '. It's a power that turns your body into a shadow and fills your opponent's distance in an instant. There are no conditions that can be transformed into shadows. It doesn't matter day or night, if you want to get close to the other person, you get close to the person."

"That's what I'm talking about... Something wrong with using it continuously..."

Sakura laughs at Rico's words.

That smile, Rico knows.

A smile that floats when you disparage someone.

"The more we use 'power', the more madness we increase ourselves. We can approach the 'critical point' directly."

Sakura said, making the footage appear before Rico.

There was a figure of Serra piercing Cecilia's chest with a knife.

"Serra's intentions to kill are becoming more and more uncontrollable. Memories and emotions are lost more and more in proportion to that. Maybe now Serra's emotions have disappeared again."

"... wait, that's it, like you"

"Heh heh, yeah."

Rico realizes what Sakura is trying to say, and his face stains with despair.

If Serra keeps fighting like this.

"Hehe, I wonder if Serra will eventually remember Rico. Maybe he's just a killer, forgetting everything."

"... I won't let that happen! You promised me I wouldn't let Sella be a killer! I will definitely get Serra back!!

I wondered if Rico would despair of Sakura's words, and she came to me with an angry look on her face.

After giving Sakura a surprised look at her unexpected behavior, she punches her tongue.

"... that's how the guy who believes like he remembers one of the idiots, he's annoying"

"Hey..."

"Nothing, if you say so yourself. Whatever you say, I don't think the facts will change."

Sakura turns her heels back and leaves the room.

Rico, left behind, stared at Serra in the footage and had to pray.

"Serra, please...... I'll take care of it, don't be a killer..."