A villainous girl created by paranoia

"This is really...you've really fooled me quite a bit."

The old man, Honda, seems to have been deceived and is now withdrawn. He must have suspected me, but he did trust me at the time. Now he knows it was all a scam.

However, I don't want to give him time to shut himself off, since I still haven't asked the question I want to ask.

"Alright, Mr. Honda, can I ask my question now?"

"Hehe, never mind, go ahead and ask. In my current state... I'll try my best to answer you."

The phrase "I'll try my best to answer you" has two meanings. The first meaning is that he might not know the answer to my question, and the second meaning is that... according to the rules of the game, he cannot answer the question.

“Alright, that makes things much simpler, Mr. Honda. I only have one question: what is your ‘game’? Please tell me everything you know.”

Honda Hell didn't answer my question immediately, but instead gave me a strange smile before speaking.

"I'm sorry, everything about the game is confidential and cannot be discussed."

"hehe..."

Just as I guessed, he couldn't answer my question, and perhaps he would die if he did.

Immediately afterwards, I slowly lowered my body and sat on Honda's lap in a duck-sitting position.

Honda was stunned by my actions. His eyes widened, and his little brother slowly pitched a small tent. Perhaps it wasn't that he was attracted to me, but rather a male physiological instinct, which I could understand.

Then, to his even more astonishment, I tore open my school uniform jacket. The black jacket was ripped open forcefully, and a button even flew off. At the same time, a gleaming silver needle flew out as well.

I was really out of options. Besides the short saw blade hidden in my stockings, all I had left were two poison needles sewn into my clothes, and even I couldn't get them out without tearing my clothes open.

The silver poison needle quickly pierced Honda's chest. When he felt the tingling sensation spreading from the puncture site, even the dull-witted Honda realized something was wrong. He began to struggle, trying to get up, but in less than a second, Honda was back on the ground.

These are the poison needles I prepared. The effects of these poison needles are quite good. In fact, the moment the poison needles pierce Honda's body, the paralyzing toxins spread throughout Honda's entire body. At the same time, the toxins that enhance pain perception also spread rapidly throughout Honda's entire body.

I could see that Honda's forehead was instantly covered in a lot of fine sweat. The enhanced pain sensation made his injuries hurt more than twice as much. I'm afraid the pain in his wrist alone is enough to make him suffer.

But this is not the end, this is not over.

Before I get the answer I want, I don't mind hurting Honda the Serpent to kill time, so I pulled out the dagger stuck in Honda the Serpent's right wrist. The instant I pulled out the dagger, I saw Honda the Serpent's pupils shrink to the size of pinholes. That must have hurt a lot.

I grabbed Honda Serpent's right hand and placed it in front of me. His hand was large, at least compared to mine. I raised Honda Serpent's right hand and then pressed the palm of my left hand against Honda Serpent's right palm.

"Mr. Honda's hands...are quite large..."

This action is somewhat ambiguous, but I don't mind. At least I wouldn't mind talking to someone who is about to die. If the game itself cannot be revealed to anyone other than the player, and if revealing it would definitely result in death... then Honda no Orochi would undoubtedly die.

"This is the first time I've ever touched a man's hand. I gave my first time to you, Mr. Honda."

Why do I say Honda the Serpent is doomed? Because I have absolute confidence that Honda the Serpent will reveal the secret of the game.

Moreover, Honda killed the man named Amin, so I lost my target for revenge. Therefore, the revenge against that man naturally shifted to Honda.

Of course, I certainly won't let that man named Amin off so easily. What I want to do is take revenge. Maybe he doesn't have a wife or children, but he definitely has acquaintances, close friends, and maybe even his parents are still alive. Those people are also my targets for revenge.

People have to pay the price for their choices. Since they've set their sights on me, I will absolutely not let them get away with it. Even if they die, I don't intend to let them off so easily.

Thinking this, I released Honda's right hand and then pulled a ten-centimeter-long short saw blade from the black stocking on my right leg. Honda's pupils contracted again when he saw the saw blade; he should be able to guess what I was going to do.

"Mr. Honda, I have already asked my question. Whether you answer it or not is up to you."

As I spoke, I grabbed Honda Sheer's right index finger and gently, tenderly, and meticulously began sawing Honda Sheer's finger with the saw blade.

Slowly, the saw blade cut through the skin of Honda Serpent's index finger, and then the saw blade cut into the flesh. The barbed teeth rubbed against the flesh on Honda Serpent's index finger again and again as I pulled, and even a lot of small pieces of flesh were left on the saw blade's teeth.

Honda the Serpent wanted to struggle, to escape, and to reveal the game, but he couldn't. He couldn't do the former, and he dared not do the latter, because that would surely lead to his death.

"Stop! Stop! Stop right now! You bastard!"

The enhanced pain would drive him insane if he were to experience that kind of agony again, but I chose to ignore Honda's words because the pain shouldn't be enough to make him talk about the game.

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About ten minutes had passed, and I had sawed off all ten of Honda's fingers in twenty separate cuts.

Honda Hellscream was currently laughing and crying at the same time, his face and clothes completely soaked with sweat. During this period, Honda Hellscream naturally said a lot, but nothing related to the game, so I ignored it all.

He must have begged for forgiveness, he must have cursed, he must have felt deep regret, but he still didn't reveal anything about the game.

Why am I so concerned about the game? Actually, I'm not that concerned about the game. I'm just curious. What I'm doing now is just revenge. Originally, this was meant for that guy named Armin, but Honda She-eun made a mistake.

Even if he meant well, he still made a mistake, and I don't need any kindness from him.

People need to pay the price for their actions.

I placed all twenty of my carefully sawed-off fingers aside as if they were works of art. When I felt that the time was about right, I tore at my coat again, and then another poisonous needle pierced into the body of Honda the Serpent.

Honda Hellscream, who had already felt his somewhat mobile body being paralyzed again, had his last glimmer of hope in his eyes turn to ashes. But this time, I didn't intend to do anything more to him. I slowly stood up, looking at the disheveled Honda Hellscream with a smile, and then uttered a name that would plunge Honda Hellscream into despair.

"Xunchan High School, Class 2-A, Honda Yoko."

Of the 4522 students at Xunchan High School, including teachers, there are two with the surname Honda. One is a teacher, and the other is Honda Yoko from Class 2-A, whom I just mentioned.

Honda Yoko should be Honda Hebi's daughter. The reason I make this judgment is that Honda Hebi glanced at my chest more than once when he was talking to 'Thea'. Of course, it wasn't a lewd look, but rather an unconscious attempt to check the school badge on my uniform. Perhaps he didn't even notice it himself.

As for why I can feel Honda's gaze even with my eyes closed? That's a girl's secret.

"What are you going to do! What are you going to do to my daughter!"

Despite Honda's roar, I maintained a smile and continued speaking.

"It's nothing, I won't do anything excessive. If you don't answer, I'll go find Ms. Honda, and then I'll knock her unconscious and throw her into a public toilet, except that the toilet is for men."

After hearing my words, Honda She'e remained in shock for more than ten seconds before recovering and then threw his head back and began to laugh wildly.

"Uh...uh haha ​​...

"I swear to the gods in my own name, Hua Ru, that I will not have any further contact with Mr. Honda’s daughter after he told me about the game."

After I swore an oath with my name, the somewhat deranged Honda Serpent began to explain everything about the game to me.

But my name is not Hua Ru.

--split line--

Almost everyone who's made it this far is a pervert! Since we're all perverts, let's expose each other's fantasies! By the way, I personally love mature women who are more than just young girls, but still have a youthful appearance! And the other female lead is also the mature woman type.

Chapter Four: Destroying the Corpse and Covering Up the Evidence

After taking a few deep breaths, Honda began to recount the games he knew.

"This is a game, a game where you risk your life. I was forcibly dragged into the game six months ago."

The goal of the game is to complete the tasks assigned to us by the system. The types of tasks are random each time. Some people fight against other people, some fight against ghosts, and some fight against the rules. But without a doubt, many people die in each game.

The system issues tasks to players directly through their minds, and it prioritizes those without abilities to enter the game. While those with superpowers do exist in the game, most of them are inheritors who have broken away from their original abilities.

At least, I've never heard of any superhumans being directly selected by the system as players.

Who created this game? How many years has it existed? What is its purpose? No player knows the answer at present.

After each game victory, we receive some points, and these points...

At this point, Honda Hell paused slightly, then sighed as if giving up on everything.

"It seems that's all I can say."

I frowned, and just as I was about to press him further, Honda's eyes lost all their luster, turning a dull gray. His head drooped in front of him as if all his strength had been drained, and at the same time, his breathing stopped.

He? Is he dead?

At least, all his vital signs disappeared at that moment.

As expected, revealing the game's details would result in death, just as I had guessed.

Just as I was preparing to carry out my mission of destroying the evidence, Honda Serpent suddenly raised its head. I was certain that Honda Serpent had just died, but what was Honda Serpent's current situation?

Breathing? No! Heartbeat? Can't hear it!

The problem must be with me; it's probably an old problem of mine. As I mentioned before, I have paranoia, and I occasionally have unrealistic hallucinations.

I possess the self-suggestion to distinguish between illusion and reality. I frame my consciousness into two forms: when my consciousness is scattered, it means that what I see is an illusion; when my consciousness is unified, it means that what I see is reality.

The consciousness is a whole; everything I see is real.

In other words, the dead Honda Serpent was indeed moving.

Honda's corpse stared at me expressionlessly, and I did nothing but watch him.

We stared at each other for about a minute, and just as I was about to ignore Honda's corpse and do something else, Honda's corpse made its next move.

Honda, who had been expressionless, suddenly gave me a strange smile. His eyes turned into crescent moons, and his mouth stretched to his ears, making an exaggerated grin.

Then, something even stranger happened: Honda the Snake's head began to grow bigger and bigger, like a balloon being slowly filled with air.

Honda's head was slowly growing bigger like a balloon, and he maintained that eerie smile as his head gradually expanded from its normal size to the point where it could almost fit into a shipping container.

This appearance should be very familiar to those who have played Identity V, because Honda Serpent's corpse is now similar to the Big Head Son character in Identity V.

After taking one last look at the corpse with its head still growing larger, I took a deep breath, turned around, and walked out of the container. Shortly after I stepped out, a muffled "thump" came from inside the container.

Something exploded...

I ignored it and continued walking forward.

If Yi Liuhai dared to carry out his succession and break away at the port, then he must have been confident that no one at the port would discover him. In order not to leave any trace of himself, the surrounding surveillance cameras would certainly not be in operation.

After the ceremony of severing ties with the successor is completed, they certainly won't kindly let me leave; instead, they'll kill me directly. To cover up my death, there won't be any surveillance cameras around to observe them.

Sure enough, all the surveillance cameras I could see stopped working.

After searching for about ten minutes, I finally found a can of gasoline and also discovered a large bulldozer in the same spot.

Carrying the can of gasoline, I returned to the container with a light heart, because I was certain that no clues would be left behind.

When I returned to the container, the first thing I saw was the headless corpse of the gatekeeper from the Ichiyanagi group, and the metal door of the container that had been dented and almost penetrated by the spread bullets. Then I saw the horrific scene inside the container.

The entire container was covered in blood and bits of flesh, some of which came from the man whose head Honda had blown off, and most of the rest from Honda's own exploded head.

That's right, Honda's head exploded, and he is now a headless corpse, just like the two men.

Although the container was full of blood and bits of flesh, thankfully the floor wasn't splattered with too much blood. At least I could walk away after moving the bodies of the Ichiyanagi group members without leaving any blood-stained footprints on the floor.