Editing The Unexplored Summon Blood Sign:Volume3 Chapter2 (section)

===Part 6===

There was a clinking sound.

A finger in a leather glove had flicked a small piece of metal.

Murasame Kuina, the girl who had made a contract with a demon, pulled an accessory out from the chest of her clothing. Something the size of a coin hung from the thin chain around her neck. The gold-colored cover opened like a pocket watch and she viewed the small photograph inside.

It was not that she felt no guilt.

The pangs of conscience clinging to her soul were not so easily erased.

That was the reason for this ritual.

By reflecting on the smile of someone who had been lost, she could regain control of her feelings. She could make the signal of her emotions entirely flat.

The most important factor when taking revenge was whether or not one could maintain the “initial feeling”.

It was more than just the desire for revenge fading and vanishing.

She would have a change of heart.

The flame would burn just as bright, but its color would change far too easily. If she started working up the funding for pure revenge but ended up focusing on the monetary gain, it would not even make for an amusing story.

She could not make excuses for her revenge.

She had to continue holding revenge up as her goal.

“Biondetta.”

“Yes, ma’am,” gently answered the waitress demon.

That woman was a strange person too. She was Freedom Award 920, Liar Cat. Her greatest characteristic was her intent to “''do whatever it takes to help others with their revenge''”.

“You mentioned it before, but is it true you removed one of your back teeth for that one battle? Can you really keep that up for long?”

“Of course. For one thing, ''I do not have a single normal tooth left in my mouth''. So it would be truly foolish to distract yourself from your revenge by worrying about such trivialities.”

The demon showed off her pearly whites with a smile while dumping some pills into her mouth directly from the bottle.

The bare midriff girl gave her a curious look, so Biondetta smiled and said more.

“I can use my Blood-Sign as a sniper rifle, but it isn’t actually one. That means it takes some doing to soften the recoil. Of course, my right arm has more artificial bone than real bone, so it isn’t that difficult to suppress the impact.”

“Then what are those pills for?”

“Due to compatibility issues with the artificial bone, I need to take antibiotics or I will rot from the inside. However, this is still much easier to use than the latest Repliglass.”

The conversation would normally have been frightening, but the girl did not particularly care.

She did not know Biondetta very well and was skeptical of a lot of what the woman said, but she wanted to make use of whatever she could.

All that mattered was wiping out the Anthills.

“The information at the site of the attack revealed the locations of a total of four more Anthills. Do you think that’s all of them?”

“Either way, we need a proper list to check our answers against. But you knew that, didn’t you?”

Biondetta’s tail waved back and forth as she spoke and Murasame Kuina briefly thought on those words.

“Won’t attacking that place so directly take a lot of work?”

“That just means we have to attack it in a more irregular fashion. We do have the item I gave you.”

The waitress demon sounded entirely indifferent.

Her eyes focused on the black glove device on Kuina’s left hand.

“Anyway, wouldn’t it be best to attack the four other Anthills we know of while we wait for some results there? Isn’t it pure torture for you to wait around when you know where your target is, ma’am?”

“…True. I might not be able to wait much longer. I do feel bad making you go along with me, though.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I could not feel more fulfilled!!”

Biondetta spread her arms as if rejoicing over her life.

“The single word revenge can refer to so many different things. Some complain and complain but never intend to actually do anything about it. Some use their desire for revenge as an excuse to ignore the boundaries between their public and private lives and then indiscriminately indulge in their desire for money and women. Others lose interest after slaughtering a bunch of unrelated people and never actually reach the target of their revenge. …It’s so boring. Oh, it’s just so sad how many people let their desire for revenge transform into something so boring!”

The demon’s list of complaints was likely also a peek into her past.

That was just how many vengeance-seekers she had lent a helping hand to and just how much blood stained her hands.

“But your desire for revenge is superb… Yes, and you can trust me here because I am a connoisseur of revenge. You do not let it transform into anything else and you do not allow it to fade away into nothingness! You have managed to maintain your initial desire unchanged!!”

“I don’t care how insane you are, Biondetta.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“I just want to have my revenge. Once we finish drinking this, let’s go. I can’t bear to wait around. If I know at least one location I can crush, I can’t relax until I do it.”

“Yes! Ma’am!!”

The two of them drank down the rest of their cups of jasmine tea and place them on the saucers.

Then they forcefully stood from their seats.

They were in C Block.

They were in a Chinese restaurant known as a ''caiguan''.

It was a relatively cheap restaurant and it was more like a set meal shop.

And…

It was the restaurant that Lu Niang Lan used as an Illegal meeting place.

However, there was currently no sign of anyone there except for at the table where the demon and her client had sat.