Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"But that doesn't matter. Cutting off Kara won't hurt, because it will grow back."

Tomie Kawakami ignored the oppressive apologetic presence.

In the fragments of memory provided by Amamiya Rin, the Apology Demon was basically just a background character. Although in the finale, it was unclear whether it transformed into a reporter or possessed one, it orchestrated the extinction of humanity but was never seen personally exerting its power on humans.

Of course, it's also possible that it's for fun, rather than because it's impossible.

But it doesn't matter.

Tomie Kawakami has never been afraid of death. Now, she has entered a state of Zen meditation and has a more detached view of life, death, and desire.

"It's awful, you know? Because nerves are also made up of cells, Kara has completely transformed into my shape, even her self-healing, regeneration, and division are the same."

She only showed a slightly troubled expression.

"Do you think I haven't tried to sever these nerves? Even if I do sever them, they'll just grow back from my brain. To completely destroy this so-called 'Tomie Network' that Amamiya talks about, I have to completely destroy myself first."

The sacred Kara and Tomie Kawakami, their mutual influence is more profound than it appears on the surface.

Kara's nerves were originally defenseless; in the original story, they could even be severed by a door. If the nerves were severed, the person connected to them would die.

However, due to Tomie Kawakami's influence, Kara's nerves will regenerate even if they are severed.

Tomie Kawakami will never perish, and neither will the sacred Kara.

The sacred Kara usually exists in a subspace that cannot be interfered with.

Even if Kawakami Tomie's body is burned to ashes, it can grow back from the nerve endings in the subspace.

"Tsk tsk, mortals are always so interesting, arrogant, ignorant, insignificant, fragile, self-righteous... But that's why I like humans."

The apologetic demon spoke, a high-pitched voice that didn't match its robust physique.

It sat cross-legged in mid-air, its arms crossed over its chest, and the oppressive feeling around it easily disappeared, as if it realized that it was useless to Kawakami Tomie and did not intend to waste its energy anymore.

"Keep your arrogance going and entertain me. I'm not going to do something as pointless as destroying you with my own hands."

The apologetic demon narrowed his eyes; despite his terrifying appearance, he gave Kawakami Tomie a cunning feeling.

"Are you pretending, by not responding directly, and by not taking action against me or her, to cover up the fact that you can't directly influence the material world?"

Tomie Kawakami curled her lips into a smile, picked up the steel pipe, pointed it at the apologizing demon, and asked without any politeness.

"Hahahaha! God will like your thinking, and so will I."

The Apologetic Demon's two vertical pupils were slanted in an inverted V shape, revealing a mocking look in his eyes, and his mouth stretched to below his ears, forming a strange smile.

When humans think, God laughs. This demon is also a cultural demon, subtly mocking Tomie Kawakami.

"Idiot! If you could appear in the material world, I would shove this steel pipe down your ass and out your mouth."

Tomie Kawakami raised the corners of her eyes, a fierce glint flashing within them. Although her voice was flat and monotone, her words were quite direct and malicious.

"Hehehe! Is this how you play the piercing master? How crude yet adorable. However, before I get interested in taking the stage, you'll have to put on a truly spectacular show with my apostle."

The shrill laughter of the apology demon suddenly exploded, like rusty iron scraping against glass, echoing in the empty hospital lobby and making Kawakami Tomie's ears ring.

Someone's coming!

Even with the apology demon's mocking laughter filling her ears, Kawakami Tomie noticed the changes in the hall. The heavy sound of a door opening came from not far behind, and the light in the hall underwent an incredibly subtle shift.

Kawakami Tomie turned around sharply, and sure enough, Azawa Yuuma appeared. He pushed open the door to the emergency exit and walked out, his right arm, which had been attacked earlier, still hanging swaying beside him.

Mamiya Yuka was puzzled by Kawakami Tomie's inexplicable actions—from her perspective, she could only see Kawakami Tomie suddenly bend down, press down on Azawa Chitane, then raise her head, look into the air, and finally say a bunch of inexplicable things.

However, she heard the door open clearly and saw Azawa Yuuma arrive even before Kawakami Tomie.

"Private Marseille! Qian Tan has caused you trouble! Private Marseille! Please forgive her!"

Seeing Azawa Chitane lying motionless on the ground, and the apologizing demon seemingly confronting Kawakami Tomie, Azawa Yuuma's face lit up with a fanatical expression. He knelt down with a thud, banging his head heavily on the floor, his apologetic voice unusually excited.

"Amamiya-kun!"

Yuka Mamiya screamed, covered her ears with her hands, and hurried towards the entrance of the hall, backing away.

Tomie Kawakami did not respond. Looking at Yuuma Azawa, her meditative state was immediately broken, her eyes filled with fierce killing intent, and her hand gripping the steel pipe tightened suddenly.

"You bastard! You beast! I'm going to kill you!"

Like an enraged mother leopard, Kawakami Tomie took a deep breath, her chest heaving as she unleashed a powerful roar and charged fiercely towards Azawa Yuuma.

At a distance of twenty meters, under the explosive power of Kawakami Tomie, it only took a few seconds. The steel pipe in her hand turned into a streak of black light, flashing past the lamplight and stabbing straight towards Azawa Yuuma's head.

Faced with Tomie Kawakami's sudden thrust, Yuuma Azawa scrambled to dodge, but he clearly lacked combat experience and was unable to escape Tomie Kawakami's attack range in his haste.

"ah!!!"

The steel pipe, carrying astonishing force, precisely pierced the soft tissue below his collarbone, breaking the bone and swelling the skin. The intense pain caused Azawa Yuuma to let out a wail, and the impact sent him flying backward to the ground, where the back of his head slammed against the hard surface.

"Private Marseille! It hurts so much! Private Marseille! Please forgive me!! It's all my fault! I've made you like this... Please forgive me! Please forgive me—!!"

As Yuuma screamed and wailed, he didn't forget to apologize loudly.

However, the apology had lost its intended effect on Tomie Kawakami, whose brain nerves, connected to the Demon Daughter, had developed a certain degree of resistance to the Demon's evil electromagnetic waves.

However, Azawa Yuuma's apology this time was not directed at Kawakami Tomie at all.

He apologized to those who were already dead!

As he shouted shrilly, the viscous brain matter on the ground began to writhe as if it had come to life!

The solution quickly pooled and swelled, and from the pools of disgusting, viscous substance, figures struggled to crawl out.

There were men and women, young and old, all of them looking lifeless, with lifeless bluish-gray skin, empty eyes, and expressions frozen in the terror or bewilderment of their last moments before death.

These people are the victims that Azawa Yuuma summoned from hell!