There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

"Asshole, what did you say? I'm not afraid of them!"

"Who knows you..."

The three of them chatted with each other, and the atmosphere gradually became cheerful.

Imai Masao, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly put down his chopsticks, as if he had almost finished eating. He turned his head and looked behind him, wondering, "Haven't Kazuya and the others arrived yet?"

This sudden question made the three of them stop playing and turn their attention to the masked girl not far away.

"Fuchi-kun?" The girl smiled softly, "Hasn't Fuchi-kun been with us all the time?"

"Accompany us?" Yuto Shiroma was stunned. Being a little drunk, he subconsciously turned his head to look.

Hiroshi Nakajima picked up the chopsticks and stuffed a handful of barbecue into his mouth. However, as he was chewing, he found something was wrong, as if something had hit his teeth?

Confused, he slowly opened his mouth and spat out what was in his mouth onto the table.

"Fuchi-kun, he is so kind to you. This barbecue is his life's contribution. Seeing you guys eating your fill must be his greatest comfort."

Imai Masao finally felt something was wrong and stood up vigilantly, "What do you mean? Where is Kazuya? Who are you?"

"Didn't I tell you, Fuchi-kun, it's right here?" The girl's voice gradually turned cold from soft at the beginning, even revealing a bone-chilling chill.

"Don't the things you eat and drink belong to him?"

"what!!!"

Before the girl could finish her words, Nakajima Hiroshi suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream.

He fell to the ground with a thud, stretched out his shaking hand, and pointed at the scarlet substance on the table.

"Hands, hands, hands, fingers!"

finger?

The three of them slowly lowered their heads and looked carefully at what Nakajima Hiroshi had vomited out...

Immediately, Imai Masao's eyes suddenly opened, and he gasped for air as if he was having an asthma attack...

In the minced wagyu sashimi, there was a bloody little finger, a human little finger.

"Come to think of it, I haven't introduced myself yet." The girl's cold voice brought the people whose brains had short-circuited back to reality.

They slowly raised their heads and saw the girl take off her plastic gloves and put down her hood.

The jet-black hair suddenly fell like a waterfall, and the icy blue color of the hair tips revealed a biting chill.

She slowly took off the mask, and her beautiful face finally appeared completely in front of Masao Imai and others. However, although this face was beautiful, it looked very familiar?

"Do you know me? Does my face look familiar?" Her smile was a little cold, and she said slowly: "Please introduce yourself. It's our first meeting. My name is Yukino, and my last name is..."

Masao Imai stared at the girl as if he had seen a ghost, and his legs began to shake uncontrollably.

His lips and teeth trembled, and he stammered like a person with a stutter, "Snow snow snow snow... snow... down!"

"You got it right, but there's no reward." Yukino glanced at Imai Masao with appreciation, and said in a gentle voice with a hint of regret, "I'm sorry, I'm the stupid second lady you guys are talking about. I'm also sorry, Kitahara Sora is indeed my lover."

"Pfft!"

Yuto Shiroma lost his balance and fell to the ground. And Ishimizu Kazuki was not much better, still staring blankly at the girl's face, not awake yet.

"So are you full? If not, you can have some more. It's authentic Chiba Prefecture Wagyu beef."

The girl asked kindly and then waved her hand. A flash of light blue particles floated by, and the rag in the corner was opened with a "rustle", revealing half a head of "Wagyu" beef.

The four of them turned their heads mechanically to look, and two seconds later, even Imai Masao fell to the ground with a thump.

I saw a bloody thing leaning against the wall... It was wearing a pair of black jeans, and the flesh on its upper body had been scraped off almost completely, leaving only the scarlet internal organs under the skeleton...

He was fixed on a rusty device, his face was pale, and his lifeless pupils stared at this side. However, from the slight rise and fall of his lungs, it could be seen that he was still alive...

"After you finish eating the first half, you can eat the second half. I think some things might pollute my eyes, so I didn't cut it. If you still want to eat it, you have to do it yourself."

The girl named Yukinoshita raised her lips into a bloodthirsty smile. "Yes, he heard it and saw it... Watching his friend eat him up, isn't this the greatest devotion?"

"From birth till now, he has gone through countless hardships and worked hard to live to this day, just to dedicate himself to you now. Even I am moved by this friendship."

"Have a drink, have a drink..." Masao Imai felt breathing was a little difficult, as if something was blocking his throat.

Weirdly delicious wagyu beef, wine diluted with blood...

Shi Shuihehui covered his stomach woodenly, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

Nakajima Hiroshi's eyes rolled back and he passed out.

The somewhat confused Chengjian Youdou started to run, shouting in agony as he ran, but there was a sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air, and he fell to the ground with a "thump".

The biting coldness spread throughout Yuto Shiroma's legs, and the pain that was almost enough to make him faint stimulated the nerves in his brain, causing him to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

He slowly lowered his head, looked at his legs wrapped in frost in horror, and fainted to the ground.

The girl ignored the dazed Imai Masao and walked around him slowly towards the warehouse door. The harsh friction sound of rusty metal gave Imai Masao an idea.

After coming back to my senses, I found that my crotch was a little warm.

"The night is still long, and I can play with you for a long time. Now, let me tell you whether the stupid second lady really can't do anything to you."

Chapter 3: The Nightmare that Shrouds Chiba Prefecture ()

"I actually admire your courage. A lone idiot would just cower in a corner and tremble, but a bunch of idiots together would create a phrase called 'evil comes from courage'."

In the bright warehouse, a girl named Yukinoshita sat on a chair, her crossed legs swaying slightly, exuding the aloof and stern temperament of a queen.

Her shoes were covered with a thick layer of frost and a huge flame ignited behind her. The scorching heat wiped out all traces of her existence and turned her into a pile of ashes.

"You really haven't considered that if this matter is really exposed, even if the Yukinoshita family abandons Kitahara Sora, you guys won't be able to escape. It will make such a large consortium lose face. In fact, besides killing people, our family has many ways to make you disappear."

Four high school boys were kneeling on the ground, shivering. They looked very weak, and their stomachs churned when they realized what they had eaten.

Just when they were terrified and ready to vomit, the witch in front of them said coldly, forcing them to swallow what was in their mouths.

If you spit it out you will die, just like that guy in the corner.

So, they kept making uncomfortable noises, and kept forcing themselves to swallow it... After tossing and turning for a long time, everyone looked like they were about to die.

"Isn't it okay now that it's over? Neither me nor he is the kind of person who holds grudges... Isn't it good to just live a good life? Why do you have to seek death?"

A ball of blue light emerged from the girl's palm, and the dazzling magic elements changed into various shapes in her palm.

Her cold pupils became a little blurry, and the blue particles finally condensed into a face, an abstract painting of the person she loved.

"Did you push yourself into the abyss because you were afraid of retaliation?"

With red eyes from crying, Masao Imai sobbed in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"sorry?"

The girl seemed a little confused when she heard this, "Who are you sorry for? Kitahara-kun? You should tell him this."

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope arose in the hearts of the desperate foursome. Yuto Shiroma, who was lying on the ground with his legs disabled, subconsciously raised his head.

Just as he raised his head, two sharp ice spikes from the portrait painting in the Ice Witch's hand pierced into his eyes. With a "hiss" sound, two blood flowers bloomed on his face!

“Ah!!! Ah!!!!”

Yuto Chengjian let out a heart-wrenching scream, and rolled on the ground madly, covering his eyes. The shrill cries sounded so terrifying in this deserted industrial area.

"Unfortunately, he is dead, so he can't hear your apology."

The cold and indifferent tone and the chilly voice were like the death knell of the god of death. The trembling Nakajima Hiroya began to sob softly.

They dared not resist, nor did they dare to run for their lives. This woman seemed to have strange abilities, and the consequence of running away would be the same fate as Shiroma Yuto.

"I have been trying to figure out what people like you are thinking. I have been thinking and thinking, but I still can't figure it out. I can't figure out where your happiness comes from."

The witch's tone was a little doubtful. "If you are just extorting money, there is no need to beat or insult them. Why can the screams of the weak give you pleasure? Why does the misfortune of others become the source of your happiness? If this is the case..."

"Listen... Shiroma-kun's screams are miserable enough, right? Do you feel happy?"

Masao Imai and the other two were stunned, but dared not make any sound. At this moment they finally understood what despair was.

"Speak! Tell me!!! Are you happy?"

"what!!!"

A sharp ice spike pierced into Shi Shui Hehui's shoulder. He let out a shrill scream and rolled on the ground, hugging his arms.

"It seems that you don't get pleasure from your own screams and misfortunes, because you only feel pleasure when you bully others... Is that a kind of satisfaction? Prove that you are better than them, and prove your existence by bullying others?"

The witch chuckled. "I am stronger than all of you. You don't even dare to resist me, whether you are afraid of my family background or my strength. But why can't I gain liberation from oppression?"

She shook her head, glanced at Fu Sha Kazuya who had already died in the corner, and explained: "I just felt it was irritating, whether it was when I stabbed the knife into his body or when you screamed, I felt it was irritating. I actually don't like to hear this kind of sound."

“Devil… Devil…” Yuto Shiroma, with bloodshot eyes, laughed softly. He seemed to be a little out of his mind and shouted like a madman: “You are a devil!!!”

This sudden change caused the remaining three people to tremble again, and Nakajima Hiroshi even collapsed to the ground. Even Ishimizu and Teru, who were going crazy from the pain, stopped screaming and stared at him blankly.

But the Ice Witch did not seem to impose punishment again. After hearing the word "demon", she seemed to be stunned. "Demon? Haha, yes, demon! There is a demon living in each of us."

She seemed to be lost in memory, and explained softly: "I have thought about this problem seriously before. This is a famous psychological effect called 'intrusive thinking'."

"It's a very strange experience. When I'm standing on a high place, I have an inexplicable urge to jump down. When I'm crossing the road, I imagine myself being crushed by a huge car."

"When I see a mother holding a baby on the street, there are very few times when I can't help but wonder what would happen if she threw the baby to the ground with force?"

The witch seemed to be intrigued, and her tone fluctuated slightly. "I even thought about what would happen if the chef stabbed his mother's neck with the knife when he was cutting vegetables. If this really happened, I would cry like crazy."

"I was once the innocent and kind-hearted me. When I met my favorite kitten on the roadside, I would sometimes imagine what sound it would make if I stepped on it hard."

The more she spoke, the more outrageous and excited she became, but in the end she shook her head helplessly, "Sometimes I can't help but imagine hurting others in my mind, but I would never do that kind of thing. This is 'intrusive thinking'. Everyone has the most vicious and evil fantasies, but no one will do them, except you."

"Like he said, 'I have thought about all the dark, evil, and even outrageous things in this world, but I just haven't put them into practice.' Because being born as a human being always puts you in the shackles of being a human being."

"The shackles are constantly warning us what we should and should not do, what we can and should not do... The shackles are called 'justice' and 'conscience'."

She raised her eyes, looked at the four people lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Where is your justice and conscience? Because without the shackles, the intrusive thoughts are transformed into actions, so you do those things, right?"

After listening to the other party's scientific analysis, Imai Masao mustered up his courage again. He raised his head tremblingly, and his red eyes seemed to have dried up all the tears.

"I'm sorry... spare my life."

"Your apology and tears are not out of remorse, but out of fear of death, just like the tears shed by death row inmates after hearing their verdicts. They are crocodile tears."

Facing the sobbing begging for mercy, the girl said to herself as if she had no emotion at all: "You know what? I have fallen into the abyss and also stepped into the valley... You won't understand. Your mind is full of games, bullying, plundering and girls' breasts."

"You can't imagine how disgusting zombies are, and how pungent the stench is that can be smelled from ten meters away. You can't imagine how deep and terrifying the darkness I have experienced is... I thought about committing suicide, but I couldn't do it. I wanted to starve myself to death, but I couldn't resist the temptation of food."

The witch flipped her hand, and a small pistol spun in her palm deftly. "I have pointed the gun at my head countless times, but I couldn't pull the trigger every time. At that time, I think I understood a truth."

She nodded seriously and said, "I am afraid of death. Even if I am desperate to the point of going crazy, I am still afraid of death."

"How I envy you. You have the ordinariness that I once disdained... But now I have lost your ordinariness. In return, you have become inferior beings in my eyes. I don't even need to spend too much effort to end your lives."

She pointed the gun at her own head and pulled the trigger in front of Masao Imai's astonished gaze...

"boom!"

A deafening gunshot rang out, and several people stared at her in a daze. She pulled the trigger at her head, but the orange-yellow bullet floated in the air... because her body was wrapped in a faint blue halo.

The gun was real, the magic was real...she did have incredible powers.

"You see, I am still afraid of death, because I am a human being, and humans are afraid of death." The girl stretched out her hand to catch the bullet, looked at the few people and smiled: "Are you afraid of death?"

Imai Masao said nothing when he saw this, and kowtowed to her frantically. Except for Shiroma Yuto who was grinning foolishly, the other two also kowtowed their foreheads to the ground when they saw this.

For a while, the sounds of "bang bang bang" were heard one after another.

Facing the crazy actions of the three men, the girl just curled up the corners of her mouth. Then, a gunshot was heard, and the silly-smiling Yuto Shiroma fell limply to the ground, with a thumb-sized blood hole on his forehead.

“Hoo~Hoo~Hoo——”

Masao Imai's chest heaved violently, tears and snot were all over his face, and he almost used all his strength to barely suppress his screams and tears.

At this moment, Nakajima Hiroshi, who had been suppressing his emotions, turned into a ferocious expression. He suddenly stood up, pointed at his friend and yelled, "It was him! This bastard was the one who ordered this! Whether it was bullying Kitahara Sora or proposing to steal the teacher's underwear, it was all him, it was all him... wuwu..."

"Please let me go, please let me go, I don't want to die——"

Nakajima Hiroshi burst into tears and suddenly jumped up, grabbed Imai Masao by the collar and punched him, "I'll help you beat him, I'll help you kill him, please don't kill me, please——"

"Nakajima, you idiot..."

"Oh!"

"You always hit the hardest..."

"Bang!!!"