A villainous girl created by paranoia

As I spoke, I reached out with my left hand to the broken part of my sister's right shoulder and then grabbed it hard.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh! No!"

The older sister beneath me struggled desperately to escape, but having lost all four limbs, she could only writhe and twist under my body like a large worm, unable to escape at all.

"I won't stop, I won't stop until my sister can talk normally."

As I spoke, I tightened my grip on my right hand again. Just a slight squeeze was enough to make my sister make a sound. If I kept squeezing her, she would probably keep making sounds.

"It hurts! Lily! It hurts so much! No! Please! Please! Lily! Don't go on!"

"Ah~ ah~ ah~ Sister's voice is so beautiful, can you make a few more sounds?"

"Waaah! Lily! It hurts so much! Lily! It really hurts! Please don't hurt me anymore, Lily!"

"If I talk to my sister, will she still ignore me?"

"No more! No more! I'll never do it again! Please! It hurts! It really hurts! Ugh..."

"You're lying, my sister is very untrustworthy."

"Uh... Waaah... Uh..."

"Sister, you have to make me trust you first."

"Uh..."

"elder sister?"

The pristine white sheets were stained crimson with blood, and the silver-haired girl had already fainted.

At the same time, I felt my eyes getting sore again, so I blinked, and then...

The scene before me changed again, and when I came to my senses, I met my sister's angry eyes.

Huh? What happened?

By the way, a week has passed. I've been treating my sister every day. After this week, thanks to my unwavering support, she was finally able to speak again. But she just said something that was quite unexpected.

With a somewhat forced smile, I sat on my sister's lower abdomen, looking down at her.

"Sister, I didn't hear you clearly just now, could you please say it again?"

"So I'm saying I don't like you! I don't want to spend my life with you! I like Chun! I don't like you! I hate you!"

"Nonsense! Sister, you like me! Sister, you love me! Sister, you would never like anyone else! Sister, you would never hate me!"

"This is just an illusion! In reality, we're still in that game world! Let me leave!"

"Heh, sister, you're talking nonsense. It seems your treatment isn't enough."

"You...don't...don't come again..."

The older sister's tone suddenly became less confident, and her originally angry eyes turned timid, it seemed that the older sister was afraid.

No, even if you make that face, it's not okay. You said such hurtful things, how can I forgive you so easily?

Sister, you're mine. Saying you like someone else is an insult to me. So, this time I'll make you suffer even more.

Remember this, sister: this is the price of saying the wrong thing.

I bent down and began to tear at my sister's flesh. I discovered this on the fourth day of treating her. My sister's wounds healed quickly after I licked them, so I didn't have to worry about her body being left with unsightly blood scars. Moreover, it was only that day that I realized how sweet my sister's flesh was.

My sister's screams and pleas for mercy were almost constant, but I wouldn't let her off so easily. I knew she was a big liar, and if I didn't punish her accordingly, she would forget what she had just said.

I want to imprint all of this deeply into my sister's soul, her heart, and even her flesh and blood, so that she will remember how much pain she was in at this moment, and she will probably never forget what she said.

A wave of drowsiness washed over me, and I closed my eyes again.

When she opened her eyes, it was already night, and the pale blue moonlight shone on the girl.

A silver-haired girl weeps silently alone in the dead of night—what a poignant and beautiful scene that is!

Unfortunately, the girl no longer had hands to wipe away her tears.

So, I'll have to help wipe away my sister's tears.

"Sister, don't cry, I'm right here."

My sister didn't respond to me; she was still silently shedding tears.

Faced with these endless tears, I was at a loss for what to do. So I hugged my sister tightly and whispered to her.

"Sister? Are you sad?"

My sister didn't answer me; instead, she asked me a question in return.

"Lily, do you think you're happy living this kind of life?"

"Sister, I'm happy just holding you like this."

"Your happiness is here, but where is mine?"

I leaned close to my sister's ear and whispered something.

"My sister's happiness is me. If my sister dares to say she hates me again, I will really eat her up."

Sister, you are mine, you belong to me. I hope you can have some self-awareness.

My sister's body visibly trembled slightly. I knew this was a sign of fear, because I had been hurting her these past few days.

"Yes, Lily is my happiness."

What a lie! My sister is a complete liar and has no backbone at all. She even said before that she had someone she liked.

But even so, I still love my older sister.

It's okay, even if my current sister can't accept me, it's okay, because we have a very, very long future ahead of us, so long that we can't even count the numbers.

I closed my eyes and drifted into a short sleep.

Sister, I love you.

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Absolute evil, twisted love.

Humph.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Who is the Killer? (Part Ten)

[Shuna's Perspective]

"what!"

With a startled cry, I sat bolt upright in bed.

It was still pitch black outside the window, and it seemed that it was not yet dawn. I turned my head slightly and saw the clock hanging on the wall. The time on the clock was 5:23, a time when no one wanted to do anything.

"My sister... belongs to me... no one can take her away..."

The babbling in her sleep that came from beside me drew my attention again. It was Lily, who was still fast asleep. To be honest, this child's sleeping posture is really bad. Right now, she was hugging my leg with her head down.

"Really."

I gently removed Lily's little hand from my thigh, trying not to wake her, and then covered her with the blanket. After doing all this, I tiptoed out of bed.

Then I went into the bathroom and started a quick wash.

Warm water sprayed from the showerhead, splashing onto my skin and gradually warming my cold body.

So, what exactly can wake me up from my sleep?

Hallucination? Probably not, I'm used to it.

The videotape of my memory clearly showed signs of being cut, probably by myself. Although I was very curious, I still didn't look at that memory. After all, it was a memory that I cut out myself, which meant that I didn't want to see it.

In this situation, I would place the severed memories in a special place, as I've done with metaphors...

Everyone has used a computer, right? I basically just threw that memory into the recycle bin, but I didn't empty the recycle bin.

The recycle bin contains more than just this one memory; it contains many, many memories that I cut out, even the complete memories of [Shunegate]. But I don't intend to look at any of these. I put these memories in the recycle bin, which means that I don't need to look at those memories right now.

After washing up, I put on another set of clothes. I couldn't help it; my uniform was already worn out, and even I would feel ashamed to wear it out like this.

But... this outfit is revealing a bit too much.

This is an outfit I borrowed randomly from a clothing store; it's probably the only outfit I could wear in the store.

There are almost no clothes that fit me; they're either children's clothes or oversized. I guess this outfit was left on the mannequin because it has too little fabric.

It's really nothing, just a bit revealing. She's wearing white sneakers, super short denim shorts, and a white strapless top—a really...very revealing outfit...

what...

I know this outfit is pretty common everyday wear, but! It exposes my belly! My stomach is just exposed to the air like that... it feels a bit...

Even though I know there are zombies outside, even though I know I have to go find Baihu Siyumu later, even though I know all of this, I still feel so embarrassed!

It's okay...it's okay...I'll be back soon, this time with a lighter load.

Thinking this, I picked up a ribbon from behind me and tied my hair into a high ponytail, which would make it easier to move around.

Moreover, I'm going into battle lightly now. I plan to bring nothing but a katana. I haven't even hidden any poison needles. I want to fight the White Tiger Rain Curtain fair and square.

Is it hard to imagine? That I wouldn't use underhanded tactics or anything like that? Don't think like that. Even I sometimes want to fight someone fair and square, even if that fight is based on the premise that I will definitely win.

After putting on a black jacket that was a bit too big for me, I was about to take my katana and head outside when a gust of cold wind blew through my abdomen as soon as I opened the door.

"Alas!"

I let out a cry of pain instinctively, but I quickly covered my mouth.

I turned my head slightly and saw that Lily was still fast asleep, so I closed the door and went back into the house.

I looked at Lily's wardrobe, but in the end I gave up.

After all, I'm not so impolite as to rummage through other people's closets, not even Lily's, except for Tsubaki, of course.

In the end, I picked up my tattered undershirt and planned to wrap it around my stomach, but when I saw myself in the mirror, I gave up on the idea.