My mother's love song

Not real enough. Not real enough. Not real enough!

The color of the blood gushing out of the arteries and the temperature of the internal organs that I touched with my hands, and then pulled them out.

The pain the victim felt before death and the desperate wail before death.

Ahhh…it would be so great to be able to become a murderer.

Nothing is more real than killing someone yourself.

People think killing is a crime.

But Ryunosuke Uesugi has a peculiar way of thinking.

There are more than six billion humans on Earth, and millions of them die every day.

Compared with this number, the number of people I killed is insignificant.

He believed that when he killed a person, he was making that person realize the full extent of death.

The information, excitement and experience brought by this one person's death are more meaningful than prolonging a worthless life.

This is not destruction, this is not killing.

It is creation and regeneration.

I am an artist myself.

With this belief in mind, Ryunosuke traveled around the country while killing people one after another.

The streets at night are Ryunosuke's hunting grounds, and the prey are completely unaware of his threat until they are captured.

The number of victims at his hands now exceeds forty, and they have experienced every form of execution and torture in human history.

However, even a serial killer like Ryunosuke Uryu has recently been troubled by the lack of freshness.

He no longer feels novel about killing people.

In order to get back to the starting point and regain the feeling he had before, Ryunosuke returned to his hometown after five years.

In the warehouse, he found a Western book full of Chinese words such as "devil", "Satan", and "demon".

……

In the silent night, it is now time for the summoning ceremony to end.

Ryunosuke Uzumaki's demon summoning ritual was successful.

At the center of the summoning circle that emitted a dazzling white light, there was a figure whose presence was so strange that even an amateur like Ryunosuke could sense it.

The one who exudes a deep, pure sense of oppression from head to toe is

A woman dressed in black, with her body wrapped in a robe.

Although he looked quite young, his face was not clearly visible because he was looking down.

"What would it be like to be killed by a demon? Would you be eaten whole or torn to pieces? Anyway, I think it would be a valuable experience. It would definitely not be meaningless."

Ryunosuke Uryuu muttered happily to himself and moved closer to her.

"..."

The black-robed woman slowly raised her face.

A rather handsome face was revealed under the hood.

Pale skin, youthful looks, one could even call her a girl.

Her dark hair was braided into two three-braid braids that fell over her shoulders.

And then, at that moment, the figure of the summoner was reflected in the amber pupils.

"...Dream Fluid [Zabaniya]..."

As she whispered with magic, Ryunosuke felt as if his own time had stopped.

Hey, did she just speak?

It seemed like it was spoken, but there was no sound...

thump.

Ryunosuke Uryu fell to the ground helplessly like a puppet with its strings cut.

“It hurts… Ouch… It’s so hot…”

He felt an extraordinary heat emanating from his bones, as if a raging fire was roasting his body.

At the same time, the surrounding scenery began to rotate at high speed.

The eyeballs were dyed.

Pure, beautiful vermilion.

It was as if everything had turned into a river of blood, flowing madly around me.

"It hurts... What is this? It hurts... It's so hot."

The black-robed girl glanced at the Master lying on the ground like mud and uttered cold words.

"I won't let you die easily, or there will be no one to provide magic for me. Try to live a few more days in this state."

After hearing her words, Ryunosuke Uesugi realized that he was being slowly executed.

"……Hahaha."

The killer actually smiled like a child.

Ryunosuke Uryu was ecstatic.

Finally found her, she is the companion I have been looking for.

The woman he summoned was undoubtedly a supreme artist who had mastered all the killing techniques in the world!

Finally found it, the pleasure of killing that I had gradually lost.

If you are with this person, you will never be bored!

"Oh...oh...that's great. You must be...the one sent by God to guide me..."

Immersed in unprecedented intoxication and satisfaction, Uryu Ryunosuke stretched out his hand and crawled towards the black-robed woman with difficulty.

"..."

The woman in black robe glanced at him as if he were trash, then turned and walked out of the warehouse.

“…Wait, wait…Please, don’t go…”

do not go……

I finally found the reason to live...

Click.

Assassin slammed the Japanese sliding door shut, ruthlessly strangling Ryunosuke Uesugi's last dream.

At the end of thirty years of sinful life, at the moment when Ryunosuke Uesugi finally got his desire to survive, he fell from heaven to hell.

In the darkness, severe pain tore at his body and despair ate away at his soul.

What awaits Uzumaki Ryunosuke is a seemingly endless long execution.

Chapter 033 Death of Rhodes

When Morgan returned to the inn after completing his master's mission, he found that Rhodes and the android maid who was on standby in the base were missing.

Looking into the house from the entrance, the dim corridor was lifeless.

Is it an enemy attack? Is the Master out fooling around?

None of them are right.

Caster raised an eyebrow, immediately understanding the situation.

Without shouting into the house, she walked quickly straight to Rhodes' room at the deepest part.

"Is that really the case?"

When Morgan arrived at the door of the room, a messy and delicate voice came from the other side of the door.

The sentimental female voice that doesn't form a complete sentence makes people think a lot.

"...That idiot who only thinks with his lower body."

Morgan curled his lips and knocked on the door with an unhappy expression.

Boom.Boom.Boom.

"It's me, Master."

"!"

The chaotic and lascivious music in the room suddenly stopped.

After a few awkward seconds.

"Oh, Caster, it's you. Are you back already? How come so soon?"

Rhodes' response was calm, but Morgan still smelled a hint of panic.

"Yes, Master. There was an accident. Are you available now?"

"Wait a moment. I'm asking the maids to tidy up my room. Please wait for me in the living room."

"understood."

Morgan suddenly felt a little inexplicable respect for him for insisting on getting the job done under such circumstances.

How shameless this is, my Master.

……

……

……

15 minutes later, the door was opened.

Two disheveled android maids blushed as they hurried out of the room and left along the stairs.

Rhodes followed him out of his room and walked slowly towards the hotel's shared living room.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Morgan with his legs crossed and his body sunk into the sofa. The witch lady had a gloomy face and looked even more distant than usual.

"You're back, Caster."

Rhodes' voice was low and his expression was calm, completely different from his usual frivolous style.

If someone didn't know Rhodes, they might think he was a wise man who had a lot of experience in self-cultivation.

Morgan raised an eyebrow, "The maids are so slow in tidying up the room."

"Sorry, sorry. As an apology, let me make you some tea."

Rhode felt happy when he thought of the treatment she had just received from Gil de Ray.

He took out a Lipton tea bag from the cupboard and started to boil water.

Not long after, Rhodes brought two cups of black tea with white smoke coming out of it, placed one of them on the coffee table in front of Morgan, and sat down at the other end of the sofa.

"You're in such a bad mood...did something happen, Caster?" Rhodes chuckled.

"I have found an enemy Master that fits your description."

As he spoke, Morgan raised his hand: "By the way, first let me return this to you."

“Coooooooooo…cooooooooooo!”

The gray pigeon she threw on the ground struggled in fear, flapped its wings for a while, and then flew away from the living room.

Can't you be a little gentler to my Yahweh, you blasphemous witch! Rhodes thought as he sipped his tea.

As a result, the first sentence Morgan said made Rhodes almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

"When I arrived at my destination, the man who was believed to be Uryu Ryunosuke was already dead."

"Dead... dead?"