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Mikiya fell to the ground with a thud. He laid motionless, blood poured profusely from his head and stained the concrete floor.
I clutched the knife, paralyzed by shock.
I was afraid of Mikiya's corpse, almost to the point of being repelled by it.
Because he was already dead.
"Sorry... I never intended to do this."
Only the sound of the rain responded to my apology.
The memories left behind from when Shirazumi Lio was a student fades further
into oblivion.

Like that time...
When Shirazumi Lio decided to quit school, everyone felt that I was doing something stupid.
They mocked me; after all, what plans could a high-school dropout have? But
Mikiya was different, he was the only one who sincerely cheered me on.
I will never forget the joy I held, the joy that still lingers in the heart of Shirazumi Lio.
But I have murdered the very person who gave that joy to me.
I have killed him on sheer impulse.
I knew about the fragility of human lives very well. Sadly, Shirazumi Lio never had the chance to avoid it, even though I knew from the time I first took the life of another human being.
"Kokuto, why did you resist me? Weren't you and I always on the same side? Weren't you the one who understood me?
----You were the only one who couldn't go against me, yet...!"
Even if the world disapproves of me.
As long as I have his approval, it will not matter.
Because you were here, it did not matter...!
Like Kokuto said, Lio didn't love Ryougi Shiki.
I am after Ryougi Shiki as a murderer; if she turns into the same kind of existence, it will all be pointless.
An existence is only unique because it is one of a kind. That is why I decided long ago that I will send her to her death as soon as she returns to her origin as a murderer.
But only after I had lost him did I realize that
---- the partner that I need, the person who is important to me, is him.

Someone like Shirazumi Lio probably wouldn't have survived if not for Kokuto Mikiya.
I ---- can only be Shirazumi Lio in his presence.
But now he no longer exists.
I felt like I've lost half of myself, disappearing along with the person who attached it to this world.
I'm sorry, Kokuto. It seems like the Lio that you trusted will be disappearing here.

"----Half left."
Which is why I will live on.
Shirazumi Lio still had Ryougi Shiki. If she returns to being a murderer, I will be able to exist at peace.
That is right.
I didn't want a Kokuto Mikiya like that! I had this all planned from the start, didn't I?
To preserve the impulse inside of me, I have to confirm the existence of the murderer in her to feel at peace.
I left the room and returned to the warehouse, headed towards the marijuana field.

Shiki ---- the girl I was madly in love with.
She was more special than anyone else, a murderer who lusted for blood.
She was going to become mine.
I couldn't hold back my laughter, the image of her covered in saliva and sweat was exihilarating.
I want to ---- do it now.
If I tell her that I killed Kokuto, she will return to who she was.
The true murderer in her will be charging at me.
It would be an alluring sight, with the lingering effect of the drugs inside her added. If I could devour the defenseless murderer, beginning from the fingers...
Who else would be able to stage such an exquisite scenario?
No-one, no-one but I could.
My tongue wagged inside my mouth, it too wanted to soak up her sweat to its content, to savour the taste of her flesh and muscle.
But... sweat?
I stopped in the middle of the marijuana field.
What about it? It is normal to sweat after an injection of drugs.
But the amount she was sweating was impossible from just a dose of muscle relaxant.
...It was as if the body was trying to purge itself of toxin by sweating.
"----No way!"
I started running, dashing towards where I left her, parting the vegetation with my hands and sprinting with all my effort.
It took only ten seconds to get there, and I saw what I expected to see.

"----"
I was moved to silence.
The only area in the warehouse untouched by vegetation.
She who shouldn't even have the strength to rise stood daintily, with the eyes of the devil.