Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"Someone's coming, you don't want other men to see me like this, do you? Hmm?"

Tomie almost melted her entire body into Amamiya Rin's, her lips close to his ear, exhaling hot, moist breath, her voice teasingly seductive.

The final syllable of that "嗯" (en) rises in pitch, like it has a small hook.

"—!"

Amamiya Rin's mind went blank.

Tomie's fair and tender body, and the images of others possibly seeing her, flashed through his mind. A strong possessive desire suddenly surged up, turning into a raging fire that burned away his reason.

When Yu Gonglin came to her senses, she was already back in her hospital room, lying on the bed with only the white ceiling in front of her.

The door was gently pushed open, and a night shift nurse peeked in. Her eyes swept around the room, and seeing that Amamiya Rin was still awake, she asked with concern, "Mr. Amamiya, aren't you resting yet?"

Amamiya Rin tried to keep a natural expression as she said, "Yeah, I've been having nightmares lately and can't sleep."

The nurse on duty seemed to notice something was wrong and glanced at Yu Gonglin a couple more times, but the ward was dimly lit, and she could only see a bulge in the middle of the blanket that was moving very slightly.

The nurse blinked, not paying any attention; it's normal for patients to sleep in strange positions.

"Do you need some sleeping pills?" the nurse asked kindly.

"No, no need! Thank you, I'll fall asleep soon," Amamiya Rin quickly said.

"Okay, get some rest. Ring the bell if you need anything."

The nurse nodded, closed the door, and her footsteps faded into the distance.

Silence returned to the ward, with only Yu Gonglin's heavy breathing remaining.

The next moment, Amamiya Rin lifted the blanket, revealing Tomie underneath.

Or rather, Tomie's corpse.

The beautiful female corpse lay on her side next to Amamiya Rin, her neck twisted at an abnormal angle, with a noticeable indentation in her throat, the fatal wound left by Amamiya Rin when she used her cane to stab her.

Those once captivating eyes were now starkly open, lingering with astonishment, but a faint, sinister smile seemed to still linger at the corners of her mouth.

"Damn it! I actually did it!"

Looking at Tomie's corpse, Amamiya Rin broke out in a cold sweat, which quickly soaked through her hospital gown.

Everything that had just happened replayed in my mind like a flash of lightning.

Tomie pounced on him, her seductive voice igniting his intense bloodlust.

(Kill her!)

(She's mine!)

(She mustn't be seen by anyone!)

(Hide her!)

(Dismember, chop up, and carry with you!)

A strong possessiveness and murderous intent overwhelmed Amamiya Rin's willpower. Almost instinctively, before Amamiya Rin could react, he forcefully pushed Tomie away, and his cane, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, accurately stabbed towards Tomie's throat.

This time, Amamiya Rin didn't have time to stop until the excited thoughts of Mio Yukiko and the others rushed into their brains through the [Kara Network].

They watched as if it were a captivating drama, cheering for his "feat," which also brought Amamiya Rin to his senses.

However, it was too late for them to wake up.

Tomie was already dead in front of him, her beautiful corpse falling towards him.

Amamiya Rin instinctively hugged Tomie. Hearing the approaching footsteps, he desperately used all his strength to drag Tomie into his hospital room and hide her under the covers.

(Well done! You did a great job!)

(Amamiya Rin, I acknowledge your ability to kill such a beauty!)

(Hehehehe! Amamiya Rin, you're doomed!)

(We will visit you in prison.)

The voices of Yukiko Mio and the others echoed on the Kara Network. Their words of praise, though only a few, revealed their true feelings: undisguised schadenfreude and anticipation.

(Shut up! You stinking women!)

Amamiya Rin's face was ashen. He wasn't worried about going to jail because he knew very well that Tomie wouldn't die.

After being repeatedly strengthened by Junji Ito, Tomie is even more viable than Buu.

He was annoyed by these cowardly and tasteless women's incessant chatter, and even more annoyed that his willpower couldn't withstand Tomie's charm.

(You like watching me kill people, right? I'll give you what you want! Kill!)

Bloodshot veins spread across Yu Gonglin's eyes, and his 21-year-old killing intent was completely unleashed, forming a sharp blade within his consciousness.

Imagine the weight, size, and feel of the knife; imagine the posture for holding the knife; and then—cut!

(The cassock cuts! Go against the cassock!)

The blade of intention traced a giant X along the right shoulder to the left waist, then from the left abdomen back to the right shoulder.

"Ughhhhhh!"

Twenty-five women, scattered in different wards, all arched their backs at the same time, their bulging eyes wide open to the extreme.

The pain of having one's lungs torn apart, one's heart shattered, one's intestines severed, and one's abdomen ripped open is real and not an exaggeration.

Even though it was just an illusion, the phantom pain was so realistic that it made people subconsciously believe that this was what it felt like for a human to be disemboweled.

The women began to gag violently, curling up on the ground and convulsing, tears, snot, and saliva flowing uncontrollably from their mouths.

Amamiya Rin himself groaned, his face turning deathly pale, veins bulging on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and endured the shared pain.

(Stop! Are you crazy?)

(You're insane! If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!)

(Please stop! Stop! I beg you!)

Wailing, shouting, and pleading accompanied Amamiya Rin's frenzied slashes; [Kara Network] was filled with a struggling will.

Amamiya Rin drew his sword without the slightest hesitation. The pain transformed into an even stronger ferocity, and a grotesque, maniacal laugh appeared on his twisted face.

Tang Bamboo, Kesa Slash, Reverse Kesa... Amamiya Rin unleashed all the killing techniques he had honed over twenty-one years through his will.

The phantom pain of death washed over the senses of the twenty-six people again and again. The pain caused Yukiko Mio and Ayaka Hashimoto to convulse and roll off the bed onto the floor. Their eyes and mouths were crooked and their gazes began to glaze over. The shadow of death obscured their consciousness and trapped their souls in a dark abyss.

(Does it hurt? Does it feel good?)

Amamiya Rin's voice roared in his consciousness, shattering the dark world.

(One more time? Or ten more times? I'll take you on to the end! Let's see if you break down first, or if I give up first!)

On the other end of the 【Kara Network】, anchored by Amamiya Rin's consciousness, the awakened women could no longer, or even dared to, have any dissenting thoughts.

No one expected Yu Gonglin to suddenly go crazy like this. Everyone's brains had been connected for nearly two weeks. They all knew what kind of person Yu Gonglin was. He should be a rational person. Even if he could be ruthless at the critical moment, he would not let his emotions get out of control.