A villainous girl created by paranoia

To my surprise, the person Hanamichi asked me to kill was someone Hanamichi herself didn't even know. It was as if Hanamichi was just doing it by chance; she randomly pointed to someone on the street and asked me to kill them. I had initially thought that the people Hanamichi had asked me to kill were her enemies, but Hanamichi told me that she didn't know those people at all.

Those people were just a casual gesture from Hua Gong, and because of that gesture, I'm going to kill the person Hua Gong pointed at.

I disagreed with Hanamiya's indiscriminate killing of innocent people, so I questioned her, asking why she did this, but this was her answer.

"Why? Inukai-kun, you seem to have some misunderstanding. The murderer is not me, but you. Why did you kill? Ask yourself that. After all, you are the murderer."

Hanamiya is a madwoman, a demon. She just wants to see me kill those people. She said that the way I kill people is very interesting and fun, and only in this way can I be worthy of the title of murderer.

And I, having lost all hope, could only become a true murderer under her control.

--split line--

Superpower: [Appearance Theft]

Rating: C

Effect: Takes over the appearance of the person the host killed, perfectly replicating their appearance, including body shape and birthmarks.

Chapter Nine: Inukai Tsubaki (Part Three)

时间2022年9月21日0:12

I was sitting on a park bench, wearing the clothes that Hanamichi had given me. As for my clothes... although Hanamichi had randomly chosen my target last time, the opponent's strength and speed ratings were both A. If I hadn't relied on the advantage of the instant-death effect of the Killer, I probably would have died last time.

My four-dimensional ratings are:

Strength rating: C

Speed ​​rating: B

Physical fitness rating: B

Intelligence rating: C

When I activate the Killer skill, my speed rating immediately increases by one level, from B to A. Thanks to this, I have a speed advantage when triggering instant death points.

However, my advantages are nothing compared to Hua Gong's, which is the main reason why I can't escape Hua Gong's grasp.

Because Hanamichi's strength and speed ratings are at least A+, and could even be double S.

I've been sitting here for over 17 hours, and I haven't dared to move because I'm wearing a black necklace. The necklace is made of metal, and I don't know what kind of metal it is, but there's a locator and a bomb inside.

The locator is what Hanamiya uses to pinpoint my location. The bomb... the bomb isn't very powerful, but it could easily sever my neck. Hanamiya warned me that she would track me via my phone at any time, and if I left the park, she would detonate the bomb; if I forcibly disarmed it, the bomb would also detonate.

I don't want to die. I have to listen to Hanamiya. Hanamiya won't hurt me, but Hanamiya will hurt Gao Gui. So I have to listen to Hanamiya and follow her orders to kill Yoko.

That's right! I'm Tsubaki! I'm Inukai Tsubaki! My relationship with Yoko wasn't good at all. Yoko and I aren't friends anymore. I'm not Elena anymore, so killing Yoko doesn't matter...

Because my relationship with Yoko was never good to begin with...

That way... I won't feel guilty, and I won't feel uncomfortable...

Next to the chair were a half-empty bottle of mineral water, an empty mineral water bottle, and two plastic bags containing bread—my lunch and dinner. I held my phone, which hadn't been unlocked all day, and waited for Huagong to send me instructions.

During the day, I would often be stared at, and people would come up to chat with me in waves, but I ignored them all and just sat quietly on the bench, staring at my black-screen phone.

During this period, I didn't move except to go to the toilet twice.

I've gotten used to it, because every time I'm tied to a chair by Hua Gong, and the four legs of the chair are sealed with cement, so I can't even rock the chair. Over time, I've gotten used to staying in one position. After all, when I'm tied up in the basement, I have no concept of time.

Speaking of which, today is September 21st. I attacked Hanamiya in August, and I've been helping her kill people for a month now. From the initial resistance to giving up, I feel... if it weren't for mentioning Yoko, I wouldn't care anymore. No, I still don't care now.

Hanamiya said she tied me up because she was afraid I would go berserk in my killer state and make a lot of noise when I went crazy, so she tied me up in the basement. But in reality, because Hanamiya often made me kill people, the killer basically never went berserk.

I think this is just Hanamiya's twisted sense of humor. She may be a perverted yuri woman, but it doesn't matter. As long as I'm alive and Gao Gui is alive, it doesn't matter.

Lately, or rather, in the last week or so, Hanamichi probably got tired of playing around and hasn't asked me to kill anyone for over a week, so the serial killer has started going berserk again.

Killing Yoko and Yoko's mother today... can be considered as making up for the killer's kill count this week and curbing the killer's activities.

Just as I was thinking about these things, my phone screen lit up, showing a message from Hua Gong.

[Inukai-kun, it's time to get moving. Watch out, I'm watching you, don't slack off!]

I subconsciously looked around, but I didn't see the silver-haired figure. But I knew she was watching me, because she always appeared just in time whenever I tried to run away. Even though I didn't see Hua Gong now, I didn't doubt that she was watching me.

I stood up blankly, drank the last half of the water in the mineral water bottle, threw the mess I had created into the trash can, and then walked out of the park towards Yoko's house.

Come to think of it, I haven't been to Yoko's house since junior high school. I never expected that my next visit would be to kill Yoko.

......

......

......

Yoko's home is in a very ordinary neighborhood. The security guards' patrol routes are simple, and the blind spots of the surveillance cameras are easy to find. I avoided any place that could leave my mark and then arrived at Yoko's door.

This is a residential building, and thankfully, Yoko's home is on the first floor, so I don't have to climb the wall anymore. I glanced at the window on this floor, and the situation inside was blocked by a curtain, but there was no light inside, so Yoko must have turned off the lights and gone to sleep.

I hesitated for a moment, then prepared to climb out the window. My original plan was to smash the window and quickly kill Yoko and her mother, but I found that there was a crack in Yoko's window, so the window must not have been closed properly.

I lowered my head and quietly opened the window without making a sound. Then I quickly climbed through the window, intending to rush to the bed and kill Yoko before she could react. But the scene inside the room stunned me.

There was no one in bed... but that wasn't the main reason. The main reason was some things in the room.

"What's this..."

The words slipped out unconsciously, but thankfully the sound wasn't loud.

My surprise stemmed from some things in the room. I remembered this being Yoko's bedroom, but... why were there so many... my photos in Yoko's room? More accurately, photos of that ugly Elena?

Yes, that's a familiar face, that familiar ugly face, the face I used to use, that's Elena's face.

Yoko's room was covered with photos of Elena, big and small. Most importantly, the angles in those photos... were completely candid shots. There were even photos of Elena posing in her own bathroom, but it was indeed Elena's bathroom, and some angles were not normal for how the photos should have been taken.

On one side where there was no photo, a matching umbrella was drawn with thick oil-based markers, with Elena's name on the left and Yoko's name on the right.

Looking at the ornaments on Yoko's desk, they were many things that Elena had used but which had mysteriously disappeared...

I feel my heart is beating too fast. This is all so abnormal. I want to ask why, but I know there's no one here who can answer me.

An absurd and unbelievable thought arose in my mind. I tried to shake it off, but I couldn't get it out of my head. And that thought was...

Yoko likes Elena...likes...that ugly girl...likes me?

No, that's absurd, that's impossible, because Elena is an ugly duckling. Even though Yoko used to look like a little boy, she's now a very beautiful woman. How could she possibly like Elena?

Somewhat dazed, I walked toward the bedroom door, because I knew that this room was not my target.

I vaguely heard some sound, which should be the sound of the television in the living room. It was probably Yoko and her mother watching TV.

I quietly pushed open the bedroom door. Seeing that the hallway lights were off, I felt a little more at ease. Then, without making a sound, I crept towards the living room.

The living room lights were off, but the faint sound of a cooking show could be heard from the TV, indicating that someone was indeed watching television. I slowly peeked out and saw a beautiful woman lying on the sofa, taking a nap. Her eyes were closed, and she was resting her head on one hand, seemingly waiting for someone.

Whom am I waiting for? I don't know. Maybe it's my husband working overtime, or maybe it's Yoko who hasn't come home yet.

Who is this beautiful woman? Needless to say, she is Honda Yoko's mother.

I slowly approached the beautiful woman. Black lines had appeared on my skin, and these lines eventually connected at the location of my heart.

In my field of vision, a fist-sized dark red orb of light appeared on the left arm of the beautiful woman in front of me. That orb of light was the instant death spot. As long as it was touched, the beautiful woman's body would explode instantly.

Without hesitation, for this was the perfect opportunity, I lunged forward in less than a second, appearing before the beautiful woman. She opened her eyes, somewhat dazed, as she rested, and the next moment...

The beautiful woman's eyes widened suddenly, and then, under my familiar gaze, her body exploded into countless pieces of flesh, leaving not even bones behind. The flesh not only splattered onto the sofa and the ceiling, but also all over me.

I could feel the warmth of the blood splattering on my cheek. I could feel the loss of a vibrant life.

I can feel all of this, but I'm numb to it now. The first, second, and third times I was afraid because I wasn't numb yet, but now, I have nothing to be afraid of anymore.

This beautiful woman, Yoko's mother, didn't even utter a single scream before she died.

This is my ability, an A+ rated superpower: serial killer.

It's a superpower that exists solely for killing...

Having completed the murder, the black lines gradually faded from my skin. Just as the lines disappeared completely, the living room lights were turned on.

The incandescent light illuminated the bloody scene in the living room. I subconsciously looked towards the hallway, and there stood a person standing where I had just come from, someone I knew very well. That person... was Honda Yoko.

However, Yoko's current state is very strange, extremely strange, and her appearance is also very strange.

Her left hand was still holding the switch, while her right hand was dragging a bloodstained... guillotine, except that the guillotine had no base, only the handle and the blade were held in her hand.

She was also covered in blood, and I was certain that it wasn't blood splattered from Yoko's mother's body exploding, but rather the blood of someone else.

Yoko stared at me expressionlessly. Under the incandescent light, her already pale skin became even paler, to the point that not a trace of color could be seen.

She looked at me, then at the sofa, and finally back at me, giving me a bright and happy smile.

"Great! Elena, you're alive!"

Yoko is acting very strangely. Any normal person could see that Yoko is not normal. Her words and actions are not normal. This scene looks abnormal no matter how you look at it!

--split line--

First-person narratives are generally written in this way to make the story more immersive.

But I'm different. I'm a first-person perspective with multiple character switching viewpoints. There are protagonists, people who are about to die, villains, madmen, perverts, people with Stockholm syndrome, and normal people.

The switching between multiple perspectives is just for my own self-satisfaction. Readers don't need to immerse themselves in the characters, because those characters are abnormal, heretics, and abnormal normal people.

Chapter Ten: Inukai Tsubaki (Part Four)

I was a little scared; Yoko's smiling face was truly chilling.

My eyes kept drifting to the bloodstained guillotine in Yoko's hand. I didn't know whose blood was on Yoko's guillotine, nor did I want to know.

Perhaps noticing my expression, Yoko paused slightly.

"Elena, are you afraid of this? It's okay, I won't hurt you."

After saying that, she dropped the guillotine and happily rushed towards me. She opened her arms and then closed them, as if she wanted to hug me, but I subconsciously avoided her.

My speed rating is above Yoko's, that's for sure, so Yoko was just hugging a ball of air. Yoko, who was hugging nothing, visibly stiffened. She looked at me with some confusion and asked...

"Elena? Why are you avoiding me?"