A villainous girl created by paranoia

Chapter Thirty-One: Who is the Killer? (Part Seven)

[Lily's Perspective]

"Lily's acting was really good just now, it was even comparable to that of an average actor."

"Your acting was really good too, sister. By the way, did you actually cough up blood back then?"

"How could that be? I was just faking vomiting blood."

After learning that the vomiting blood was fake, I felt a little relieved. I was really afraid that Mr. Ling and Mr. Sheng's combined attack would hurt my sister, but thankfully, that didn't happen.

We are now speeding through the ruins of the buildings, and my sister is still carrying me in her arms, with no intention of putting me down.

Being held in my sister's arms gave me... a feeling I can't quite describe...

It's warm and comfortable, giving me a feeling that makes me not want to let go anymore. It's a really nice feeling.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around her sister's neck. Even when observing her sister's face up close, all one could see was that it was a very beautiful face.

Honestly, which lucky guy will marry my sister someday? Just imagining her in a wedding dress, hand in hand with another man, receiving everyone's blessings, walking down the aisle...

'It's absolutely disgusting!'

The voice in my head startled me, but... for some reason, I didn't immediately try to refute it; instead... I genuinely felt disgusted.

Why...? It should be a happy thing for my sister, but why can't I be happy?

Perhaps... it's because I won't live to see that day.

I know I'm going to die. My sister is using me. She'll drain me of all my value and then throw me away like trash.

But...why? Why don't I think about rebelling? Maybe it's because I like my older sister?

But why do I like my sister so much? Why do I like her to the point that I'm willing to die for her?

I think my sister can still use her superpowers. She must have used a superpower that made me like her, otherwise I wouldn't like her so much. That must be it.

Even so, I felt no disgust whatsoever; all I felt was an even greater liking for my sister.

If... just if, my sister belongs only to me, it doesn't matter if she uses me until I die, even if I don't survive this game, it doesn't matter, right?

After all... it's just 'death'.

die?

What exactly is death?

Is it simply a matter of closing one's eyes and having a dream from which one can never wake up? If so... what's the difference between the dead and the living?

Where do the dead go?

No one can answer this question, not even the resurrected undead, because the undead lose all their memories after being resurrected. Rather than being resurrected, it is more accurate to say that they are reincarnated as another person.

What exactly is death like?

People often describe death as cold, empty, and hopeless, but they have never died, so how do they know what death is like?

I guess death is probably losing all your senses, whether it's happiness or sadness, everything will disappear, and then everything will be dark.

I think that after death, one cannot think of anything, and even when looking at intense sunlight, the eyes cannot perceive it.

What does it feel like to stop thinking? It's probably like having no feelings, knowing nothing, or experiencing no scenarios.

I guess.

After death, there is neither darkness nor light; there is no way to reach heaven or hell.

After you die, there is nothing left.

Even so, I'm willing to die for my sister's plan. What else could this be but a superpower?

Thinking this, I looked at my sister's face again, my eyes glazed over, but...

My sister's nose twitched slightly, as if... as if...

I know it's rude, but isn't searching for scents with your nose something only puppies do?

I wanted to complain about my sister's behavior when she was searching for the student trio, but I never got a chance to.

"Sister, were you born in the Year of the Dog?"

Upon hearing this, the older sister paused for a moment, then stopped her adorable sniffing motion.

No, I was actually born in the Year of the Pig.

After she finished speaking, she sniffed the air again with her little nose.

For a moment, I was speechless, and even found my sister's answer somewhat cute.

Before I could say anything more, my sister stopped sniffing and turned to look at a dilapidated building.

Her lips curled slightly, revealing that familiar smile once again.

"Found it."

After saying that, my sister looked at me again with her icy blue eyes.

"Lily, this time it's serious. Are you confident you can kill someone?"

Normally, I would never agree to my sister's request, but now that I'm under her influence, and I've already said I'll listen to her in everything, I naturally agreed without hesitation.

"No problem, sister, I can definitely do it."

Upon hearing this, my sister put me down on the ground and gently patted my head.

It felt really nice to have my head touched by my older sister. My hair must be very soft, and my sister's hands are also very soft. Being gently stroked on the top of my head by my sister's soft little hands is a very comfortable experience. That soft, happy feeling travels through my hair to my scalp, then to my brain, and finally brings this happiness to my heart.

Happiness... is a highly addictive poison.

I instinctively rubbed against my sister's small hand, hoping she would stroke me a little longer, but she stopped stroking me without understanding my feelings and instead turned her gaze to the ruined building.

"Let's go, Lily. The sooner we finish dealing with these troublesome things, the sooner I can take you out to play, just the two of us."

I was initially annoyed by my sister's unromantic remarks, but the second half of her sentence made me happy.

I nodded vigorously, and then my sister led me into the interior of the dilapidated building.

Inside the dilapidated building, it seemed that someone was already waiting for us, and that person was none other than Mr. Zhao Botian.

"Oh, good morning, Miss Hanamiya. I never expected that we would meet here. What a coincidence."

The older sister greeted Zhao Botian with a professional fake smile, then spoke in a distant tone as if she were talking to a stranger.

Good morning, sir. I thought...

Hmph, now you know, that's the difference. My sister can show me a genuine smile, but she only shows you a normal smile.

I don't know why, but even though it's an ordinary thing, it makes me feel very proud.

"We didn't meet by chance."

I let go of my sister's hand because I knew what she was going to do next, so I let go, but that didn't mean I was letting go.

'My sister...she's mine.'

My inner voice suddenly uttered this inexplicable sentence, but I didn't intend to refute it. What difference did it make whether I was hers or she was mine? In the end, in the final moments of my life, my sister was going to be with me.

Bang!

That speed was so fast I couldn't even see it. My sister is ridiculously strong.

When she reappeared in my sight, she had already pinned Zhao Botian to the ground, specifically to his back, making it impossible for him to get up.

At first, Zhao Botian was dumbfounded. After all, how did he suddenly get beaten up? When he came to his senses, his first reaction was not to struggle, but to show a slightly disgusted expression... that expression was actually a little enjoyable.

This person is truly disgusting beyond belief.

But soon, the expression of enjoyment on Zhao Botian's face disappeared, replaced by a frantic struggle as he struggled and shouted.

"Miss Hanamiya! There must be some misunderstanding! We are all killers! We are teammates!"

Despite struggling, from this angle, unless Zhao Botian's strength rating is similar to his sister's, he has no chance of getting up from the ground.

I know my sister. She will definitely respond to every word Mr. Zhao Botian said in a very polite manner. I don't know why she is so strict about this strange etiquette, even though Mr. Zhao Botian is about to die.

Not wanting to waste my sister's breath, I pulled out a pistol from under my skirt and pointed it at Mr. Zhao Botian's head.

Upon seeing me pointing a gun at his head, Mr. Zhao Botian immediately panicked and begged for mercy.

"Wait...wait! I'm the killer! We're teammates! We're all in this together!"

I spoke first, interrupting my sister's next words.

"But I'm a survivor."

Goodbye, Mr. Zhao Botian, who wasted my and my sister's time.

With that thought in mind, my finger laboriously pulled the trigger of the pistol.

Bang!

【2022年10月4日10:12，15号玩家用手枪击毙了18号玩家，现在游戏所剩成员为...10人。】

The splattered blood droplets landed on my face.

It's unbelievable that I actually killed someone; I actually committed murder on my own initiative.

I know this is wrong, absolutely wrong, but I did it anyway because this guy wasted the time I spent with my sister.

Thinking this, I looked up and happily said to my sister.

"Sister, I've already killed the person. You promised me that you would play with me after I finished."

Sister, you want to use Lily, to squeeze every last drop of value out of me, and then throw me away.

Sure, no problem, absolutely no problem, but you have to pay some price, otherwise it would be too unfair, wouldn't it?

So, before I die, I will stick to my sister all the time. Sister, you are not allowed to go anywhere but stay by my side.

Maybe I really have turned bad.

[Murakami's perspective in the rain]

Time 22:30

It wasn't until this moment that I realized how stupid I had been. Watching Hanamichi run away in such a pitiful state was the worst thing I had ever done in my life.