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His expression remained indifferent, and his figure did not change.

However, those steel-blue eyes, which were always clear, were now dark and brooding, as if a storm was brewing.

She swallowed unconsciously, and her chaotic thoughts gradually began to reorganize.

Nothing major happened at the floating prison, and I didn't have time to deal with such trivial matters.

...What was I supposed to do there again?

In her mind, Kita Kirihara's gentle face appeared.

Oh right, she's going to pick up A-Yuan and take her home, and then... and then...

The red light in Shenming's eyes grew stronger. Although his reason was still very clear, a surge of hatred as intense as love welled up from him when he was talking about the matter in Kita Kirihara.

She remembered.

She wanted to kill Kita Kirihara.

Kill that disobedient dog that dared to hide secrets from its master.

Her dog.

The thought of Kita Kirihara caused a sharp, persistent pain to bloom in her chest. A deep-seated disgust and hatred swirled around her heart, tightening with each step, which aroused her.

Kamina didn't realize when the corners of her mouth had curved upwards like that; she only thought about how she would later grab Kita Kirihara by the neck, enjoy the incredulous and terrified look on his face, and then slowly increase the pressure...

Just that alone made her tremble with excitement.

She wanted to kill Kita Kirihara.

Tonight.

Calming her overly hot breathing, Shenming regained some of her senses and strolled above the clouds, slowly searching for the location of Beiqie Plain.

She remembered that Kita Kirihara's workplace today was...

...

Kita Kirihara instinctively shivered.

She already knew what was happening on Saki's side through the camera lens.

However, just by looking through the lens, she really couldn't tell what part of Saki had been flipped over.

It seems that Saki has become even more brutal?

...the name of an unjust god?

No, it shouldn't have come to that point... probably.

Saki Koizumi's condition was far too dangerous; in addition to her worries, she herself encountered an enemy.

The enemy was almost blending into the night, and an ordinary person might have overlooked him.

But Kita Kirihara's "eyes" for observing the world, aside from the physical eyes, also possess a lens with built-in X-ray vision, capable of locking onto any detail.

She sensed a gleaming, concealed weapon silently approaching from behind and aimed at her.

She keenly sensed the hostility of the newcomer.

It wasn't murderous intent, but hostility.

The opponent was only aiming at the legs, not choosing any places that could kill with a single blow.

Do you want to capture me alive...?

At the very instant the arrow flew out, Kita Kirihara sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the arrow from passing by him.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, as if by magic, a long sword inlaid with golden gemstones appeared out of thin air.

She took off her glasses and tossed them aside casually.

"...Unfortunately, I'm in a terrible mood right now and don't have time to waste with your nonsense." Kita Kirihara lowered her voice. The camera wasn't pointed at her right now, but rather at Chise and Aijo Karen. Even if they did get a close-up of this guy, it would only be a brief shot. So she planned to use this time to get things done quickly...

Her pupils dilated, and a sudden, intense sense of crisis enveloped her. Kita Kirihara instinctively rolled to the side.

Almost instantly, an invisible force, like a meteorite falling from the sky, struck the enemy with tremendous force and earth-shaking power!

A cloud of dust billowed up, and Kita Kirihara's face was scratched by the flying stone fragments. The huge impact caused her back to slam into the wall, followed by the loud rumble of the wall collapsing.

She was nearly buried under the bricks and cement, with building materials falling and hitting her.

Kita Kirihara was hit hard on the back of the head, and her head spun, her vision went black.

It must be a concussion...

“…Ugh!” A slightly cool hand grabbed Kita Kirihara’s collar and lifted her up from the ruins.

Kita Kirihara was choked by the tightly pulled collar and could barely breathe. She swallowed a few mouthfuls of dust, so she coughed violently and instinctively grabbed the arm that the person who had been holding her up.

She was coughing; her bones probably weren't broken yet.

This left her completely disoriented, and hot blood was streaming down her forehead and face, staining her eyes and making it almost impossible for her to open them.

With great effort, Kita Kirihara opened his eyes, his pupils focusing, and he took a couple of breaths.

The attacker's face gradually came into focus.

She looked into those eyes, which were brimming with hatred and resentment, and was surprised to find a crimson hue in them.

“…Saki?” She still didn’t show any hostility, but just made an incredulous sound.

Despite her obvious unease, the goddess remained unmoved, narrowing her eyes slightly.

In my heart, the love that had been turned into hatred still burned fiercely.

210. Domestic Violence Section

Through the gaps in the smoke and blood, Kita Kirihara saw Koizumi Saki's face.

In a daze, she recalled what had happened the night she returned.

At that time, Saki was just like now, choking herself, unable to break free.

That biting, bone-chilling cold clung to Kita Kirihara's back, like an invisible hand roaming over it.

However, things are different now than they were back then.

I'll die, won't I?

Saki looked like she really wanted to kill him... no, not just looked like.

Is it because it's me that you have to kill me...?

Kita Kirihara trembled uncontrollably, gripping Koizumi Saki's arm even tighter, trying to open her eyes wide and calm her suddenly rapid and chaotic breathing.

At that time, Saki didn't recognize him immediately, which is why she treated him coldly and regarded him as an enemy.

And now, Saki has come for her.

The reason is that the target is Kita Kirihara.

Is that so...? Saki wanted to kill me.

Realizing this, Kita Kirihara repeatedly pondered it in his mind.

She had to try very hard to control the trembling in her body.

Saki Koizumi was not floating in mid-air, but standing on the ground. The height difference between her and Kita Kirihara meant that only Kita Kirihara's upper body was lifted up, while he was still kneeling on the ground in a disheveled state.

She looked into Kita Kirihara's eyes and noticed his wet eyes and uncontrollable trembling. She couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Is this... fear?

Didn't you say you love yourself?

Didn't you say you would absolutely trust yourself?

Then why... would you make that expression?

If Kita Kirihara could hear Koizumi Saki's inner thoughts, he would probably answer like this:

No, it's not because I'm afraid.

Instead, one has to exert every ounce of effort to prevent the corners of their mouth from turning up and appearing overly excited.

In most cases, the people of North Chern exhibit a kind of foolish loyalty.

Even if Koizumi Saki stabbed her, she would only cry out in pain and walk away, carefully avoiding getting her blood on the carpet under Koizumi Saki's feet. Then, she would wait until she had bled enough before coming back and affectionately rubbing her head against the knife that was still stained with her blood.

Until she bleeds out, until she dies.

She was able to find meaning in her existence from this almost self-destructive and self-contemptuous loyalty.

She admitted that she was not a normal person.

Even at this critical moment, she could still appreciate Koizumi Saki's expression, savoring the rare glimpse of her ruthless lover's cold-blooded killing intent that she never saw on ordinary days.

Watching those clear eyes become confused because of me, stirred by me, and clouded by me... it's an addictive sight, just like sex in bed.

How beautiful.

If the ordinary Saki Koizumi is like a cold and vast sky, a calm and undisturbed lake, or a beautiful and clear blue crystal.

So the current early period is the storm itself.

That gaze of utter madness, yet restrained by deep-seated hatred.

So fascinating.

Even with her looks, Saki is still the most beautiful person in the world.

If she had to choose between falling from a great height and dying at the hands of Saki Koizumi, she would prefer the latter.

Hmm, maybe we could try combining the two then...

However, it's not time for me to leave yet.

Facing Koizumi Saki's cold scrutiny, even though her neck was so fragile that it would break with the slightest force, and even though her brain was already deprived of oxygen and her vision was going black, her gaze remained burning.

Kita Kirihara looked at Koizumi Saki, his face slightly flushed with excitement, his wet, red eyes shining frighteningly.

She remained as docile as ever, offering no resistance to Koizumi Saki. Her hand, which instinctively gripped Koizumi Saki's arm, tightened so much that her knuckles turned white.

The scene was subtle and full of tension, and the camera captured the starkly different expressions of Kita Kirihara and Koizumi Saki.