You say this is a love game?

The thick liquid snaked across the box carpet, soaking the fluff to absorb the weight, squeezing out foamy plasma with every step.

Four headless corpses knelt in front of the karaoke table in a standard kneeling position, their spines curved in a reverent gesture. Their neatly severed necks pointed upward, like four miniature fountains, intermittently gushing thick streams of blood.

Although he was dead, he still maintained a stiff posture.

The strangest things are the heads held in the palms of hands.

They held his head in their hands, their stiff fingers precisely grasping the temples, so that the dead man's face was facing the door of the box.

A look of terror was frozen on every head.

The pool of blood reflected the LED light strips on the ceiling, dyeing the entire room a swaying scarlet.

In the direction of the box door, there was a blurry figure walking away. It seemed to have noticed his gaze and turned its head slightly. On its face was a monster mask like a bird demon.

You can't tell whether they are male or female, old or young.

His eyes were focused on the mask. The eyes behind the eye sockets were clearly looking at him, but he couldn't even remember what those eyes looked like.

The whole impression of the person is completely vague.

Even the figure, body shape, voice, and smell seemed to blur into a chaotic shape.

However, Saeki Muneto suddenly burst into tears.

In his sight, the figure before him, whose specific image was difficult to describe, seemed to radiate Buddha nature, with a strong glow emanating from his body. Although he was covered in filth, he also faintly revealed a sacredness that was extremely respectable.

“Oh my God…”

In Saeki Muneto's pocket, the Buddha statue he carried with him was slowly closing its eyes.

Saeki Muneto clasped his hands together and began to recite the scriptures to liberate the souls of the dead again.

"Amitabha."

Chapter 108: Yajima Mai’s life list.

The moment Naoto's voice disappeared, Iguchi Tomomi realized something.

A certain darkness descended.

When her friends died one after another, Tomomi Iguchi was not only terrified but also hoped that the police in Night Light City could help.

You know, it's almost impossible for modern criminals to commit a "perfect crime." Although some of Japan's facilities aren't as sophisticated as those in the old Chinese, in cases like this brazen murder, as long as the police are willing to invest time and resources, they can definitely apprehend the perpetrators.

Cameras, DNA...

The bodies are still there!

As long as we can extract some information from the body, can't we quickly identify the suspect?

However, the police in Night Light City did not arrest the suspect as Iguchi Tomomi expected... Modern technology is so powerful, and those scenes of torture and corpse disposal have not even been destroyed. This can almost be considered a provocation. How could they not catch the suspect?

It is for this reason that when the police failed, public opinion in Night Light City was so turbulent.

That brutal killer practically trampled the Night Light City police into the mud, crushing their dignity and abilities over and over again.

Tomomi Iguchi also joined the public in criticizing the police for being "tax thieves." Her anger was even more intense than that of the indifferent bystanders—her life was at stake! How could those tax thieves be so negligent?

It was not until this moment that Tomomi Iguchi vaguely figured it out.

She has been avoiding a fact all along - she knew very well that if the wandering killer ghost was indeed "Yajima Mai", then she was the evil ghost crawling back from hell, so how could she be noticed by humans?

They should have known all this long ago when Kikuchi Kaori told them in horror that she was invited by Yajima Mai and was tortured and dismembered a few days later.

Darkness seemed to crawl in from outside the corridor.

Tomomi Iguchi did what she felt was the most correct thing in her life - she took out her cell phone and called the police, intending to cry to the police about her previous actions. It didn't matter if it was made public on the news, she just wanted to live.

"I just want to survive!"

When she finished speaking, another voice rang out.

"But, Tomomi-chan, back then, Mai just wanted to live a peaceful life."

In an instant, Tomomi Iguchi trembled violently, and the phone fell to the ground without being able to hold it firmly. She didn't even notice the "no signal" display on the top of the screen.

At the door of the box.

Where Naoto disappeared, a bright red blood color slowly spread on the floor, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling, and finally the sound of footsteps coming from far away.

Mai Yajima stood in front of the box, her hands hidden behind her back, a brightly painted monster mask on her face with a raised beak, which made her look quite gorgeous.

She just stood there. Unlike Saeki Muneto before, Iguchi Tomomi was granted permission to peek into her true form. So in her eyes, the girl who fell into hell finally crawled out of hell.

Mai Yajima took off the mask on her face, revealing a smiling expression.

"Hello, Tomomi-chan, long time no see. Are you having a good time lately?"

But the only response she got was Tomomi Iguchi's horrified look, and this reaction made Mai Yajima feel a little bored.

"Shouldn't this be the right time?"

Yajima Mai tilted her head.

"Should you scream, or get down on your knees and beg for mercy? Or show me some new acrobatics? The previous few people reacted much better. Reimi-chan even pulled out a pistol... Well, I was quite surprised when I saw the gun. It made me curious about where she stole it from. But it's useless anyway."

Mai Yajima walked forward with a perfect smile on her face.

If Makoto Mizutani stood here, he would definitely find that this smiling face is the most common expression that Mai Yajima has in her daily life.

But this smile is different from her real smile.

If Mai Yajima's smile in front of him was particularly lively, naive, and warm enough to almost melt one's heart, then the smile on the girl smiling in front of Tomomi Iguchi was completely the opposite. It was without a trace of warmth, and one could see at a glance the indifference hidden behind this smile, like a biting cold wind.

He was clearly smiling, but it made people feel cold all over.

Iguchi Tomomi finally collapsed under this completely mechanical smile. She desperately huddled in the corner and screamed, "You are not her!"

This face is still Mai Yajima's face!

However, the smiling girl in front of him was definitely not Mai Yajima herself!

This is not a question of temperament or personality.

But anyone who truly knows Mai Yajima would never mistake the girl in front of them for the real Mai Yajima!

Mai Yajima was amazed, but also a little frustrated.

"Am I such a failure as a human being?"

"Whether it's Kaori-chan, Sa-chan, Reimi-chan, or even you... you all saw it right away? I'm clearly trying so hard to become 'Yajima Mai', but all of you are so clever?"

"There's no way Yajima would be like you... She's already dead! You monster!"

It was at the moment when these words came out of her mouth that Tomomi Iguchi seemed to have found hope for survival.

"You're obviously not her, nor are you her ghost... Yes, that's right, how could she come back?"

"We don't have any hatred, and there's no need for you to help her bear so much, right?"

"Let me go, please?"

"Whatever Yajima promised to give you, I can give you... I can give you more. There's no need for you to dirty your hands like this, right?"

In the box, the girl knelt on the carpet in the posture of Dogeza, kowtowed again and again, the scarlet light fell on her slender waist and back. Yajima Mai held up her chin, her scarlet pupils rolled around, and she looked at the ceiling thoughtfully.

She tilted her chin up, her tone slightly distressed: "We've finally reached this stage."

"You say this very sincerely, but I feel that what Mayi gives me is something you can't give me at all, right?"

"No, that's impossible. If she can give it, I can give it too!"

"But what Mai gave me was her 'everything'."

Mai Yajima lowered her head and looked down at Tomomi Iguchi. Even the movement of her kowtow was frozen, and only her shoulders were still trembling. Even though her face could not be seen, one could imagine the distorted expression.

"Yajima Mai's name, Yajima Mai's body, Yajima Mai's life... When she made a wish to me, she had already given me everything, and the contract between her and me was completed."

"This is her sacrifice to me. What about you? Can you do the same?"

Yes, can you?

If "can't" means death, what if "can"? Is there a glimmer of hope?

"Yes, I can!"

"Pfft..."

Then, Yajima Mai started laughing.

"Wow, you're quite brave, but unfortunately, I don't accept it."

"why?"

"How do you manage to be so confident? What does your face look like without makeup? Your body is also filthy. What is that? In human terms, it seems to be called 'syphilis', right?"

"Hmm... Ugh, my nose is about to rot, right? It stinks!"

"You're only sixteen, right? How could you have contracted this disease at such a young age? The three people before you weren't as outrageous as you... Speaking of which, this environment is also outrageous. This is my first time in a red-light district, and it seems you're a regular. If a girl doesn't keep herself clean, she'll easily be like trash, thrown on the ground and no one will pick her up."

There was a hint of playfulness in the tone of Mai Yajima's speech. This tone, which seemed like she was chatting casually, was like a knife stabbing into Tomomi Iguchi's heart again and again.

She started to laugh wildly, but soon it turned into outright personal attacks.

Step on it, step on its head to death.

Iguchi Tomomi's face turned red and white, and she buried her head deeply in the ground.

"Anyway, I'll give you one more chance. Look up and take a look at my face, my figure, and then close your eyes and imagine this clean, perfect, almost flawless body. Why don't you look in the mirror and see what you look like? You're not qualified to talk to me about this, you stinky bitch with a rotten crotch."

At this moment, Iguchi Tomomi's breathing became a little faster.

She suddenly looked up and saw Mai Yajima still smiling. That mechanical smile made Tomomi Iguchi feel suffocated.

"Well, I've talked to you for so long, it's time to just go die, right?"

Just like hospice care before execution, Mai Yajima recited the previous story like an old grandmother.

"Do you want me to tell you how the person in front died?"

She gave a wicked smile:

"In April, I was the first one to find Kaori-chan. It's really interesting. When I found her, do you know what she was doing? She was actually forcing girls from the same school to sell themselves... I was shocked for a long time at the time. I felt that your human society is too chaotic. How can even students be so terrifying?"

"But later I found out that Kaori-chan was a special case. She was a lover of the Yakuza, and while she was there, she used the Yakuza's influence to support her and let her bully people at school... In the end, she wanted to make money, so she came up with a crooked idea."

"It seems that charging too much money before wasn't a good idea. She just couldn't get used to pocket money. She even felt that the money others gave her was too little. As a result, she ended up doing this... Schools outside are still a mess. From this point of view, Yejian High School is really good."

Having said this, Mai Yajima paused.

"Do you understand? She's the most sinful of all of you. To the extent that I feel like if I let her die too easily, wouldn't that be unfair to her sins?"

"So, I dismembered her. Among human torture methods, there's a method of death called 'human pig'. I found this punishment particularly appropriate, especially the slow bleeding to death. I really enjoyed it."

This is the story of "A murderer slaughters high school girls."

After talking about this "young and promising" entrepreneurial high school girl, Yajima Mai quickly moved on to the next person, skipping the victim who committed suicide by lying on the railway tracks, and went directly to Kamei Reimi, who she asked Miss Yamada to help find some time ago.

The way this person died was that she pressed his head into the river and tortured him for more than six hours. Finally, he suffocated to death in the rushing river.

"If you ask me, among all of you, Sa-chan has the least sinful side... But what can I say to her? I gave her the opportunity to choose how she died, and thoughtfully allowed her time to write a suicide note. But as soon as she finished writing it, she committed suicide... Why would she lie on the railway tracks? Oh, what a miserable death! If it were me, I would at most hang her. At least she would die with dignity."

The guy in front of me is a complete devil.

Tomomi Iguchi finally woke up.

The once weak Mai Yajima is dead. This is not a joke, she has really left this world.

Then, from her corpse, a pure devil crawled up.

She won't talk about moral bottom lines, nor will she worry about trivial matters like having blood on her hands and not being able to distinguish between good and evil. She will only use what she judges as "goodwill" to give what she considers "evil" the most cruel death, even if it means torture and killing.

"If it's your turn, use glue."

In the end, this was the answer given by Mai Yajima.

……glue?

"That's right. Use glue to drip into your nose, little by little, to block your breathing. Then use glue to block your mouth and squeeze your ears in as well... Anyway, don't you really like to use glue to stick to other people's hair?"

"Glue is fun. That's what you said, wasn't it?"

When Yajima Mai approached, the girl suddenly screamed and jumped up, took out a fruit knife from the bag that was pressed down on her, and stabbed Yajima Mai with a ferocious look on her face.

The knife smoothly stabbed into Yajima Mai's forehead.