“Why on earth… did she have to make that kind of expression?”
Although Nadeshiko was a girl herself, she still felt she didn’t understand a girl’s heart well enough.
They had clearly only been ordinary comrades.
Even taking ten thousand steps back, even if the other party had hurt her, Nadeshiko had long since forgiven them.
What’s more, the root of that harm was still because Nadeshiko herself had wanted to play the hero and triggered the villain system’s punishment.
“Forget it… If they really didn’t want me to leave, they should have imprisoned me long ago. I can’t beat them anyway.”
After thinking it over, Nadeshiko still decided not to take these things to heart.
Maybe it was just her being self-important again.
She stood up and patted nonexistent dust off her clothes.
The moment she raised her head, she truly met the gaze outside the glass window.
The clerk miss she had seen at the ice cream shop was attached to the glass in a bizarre pose.
Seeing Nadeshiko, she hurriedly knocked on the window, signaling Nadeshiko to let her in.
“They’re not even pretending anymore…”
White feathers danced.
A blade instantly appeared in Nadeshiko’s hand.
It was exactly the 「Hatsuzakura」 she had left at [Night Theater] headquarters.
Nadeshiko smashed the glass with the sword hilt.
The clerk miss outside was able to crawl in.
Before the clerk miss could even raise her head to say thanks, the silver-white blade flashed with cold light and was set against her neck.
“Eek—don’t kill me!!”
The clerk miss let out the cry of a trash mob from a game and raised her hands in surrender.
“Speak. Which side are you with?”
Nadeshiko kept the blade raised and asked.
“What do you mean which side?”
“Playing dumb, are you!?”
Nadeshiko had never had much patience toward monsters of different factions.
Seeing her stammering like this now, the blade in her hand made a motion as if it were about to slash down toward her neck.
“I really don’t know!?”
Seeing her own head about to fall, the clerk miss instantly burst into loud crying.
Tears fell drop by drop onto the ground and turned into melted ice cream.
Seeing that this look of fear did not seem like an act, Nadeshiko took out her phone, snapped a photo of her, and sent it into the [Night Theater] group chat.
Fox Mask: @Owl, [image] Know this monster?
Valentine: Holy crap Fox Mask is bullying kids again
[Valentine has been muted by admin]
Owl: Never seen her. From the looks of it she should be a newborn monster.
Nadeshiko put away her phone and looked over the girl in front of her who was crying pear blossoms in the rain once more.
If even Owl, an old veteran of the new urban district, was this certain in his conclusion, then it shouldn’t be fake.
Nadeshiko sheathed her blade and lifted the girl’s chin with the hilt.
“Let’s hear it. What did you do?”
Seeing that Nadeshiko no longer intended to draw her blade and chop her, the clerk miss finally stopped sobbing.
She said one word at a time,
“When I passed by that ice cream shop under Seika Tower, I tasted it and found it wasn’t delicious at all. So I knocked that clerk out, put on the uniform, and started selling ice cream I produced myself.”
“Then I don’t know what happened. My ice cream seemed to go out of control! They started controlling the tourists who ate the ice cream. It’s so chaotic outside now. I’m so scared…”
The more Nadeshiko listened, the more she felt the veins on her forehead were about to burst.
She looked downstairs.
She saw the Demon Hunting Division special operations members mixed in battle with the crowd parasitized by ice cream.
From time to time a member was pounced on, then the ice cream in the parasite’s mouth began to spread.
New parasites staggered to their feet and continued chasing those who had not been parasitized.
“You tell me. How do we stop your magic?” Nadeshiko had only looked once and her stomach began to churn like mountains and seas.
She hurriedly yanked the dazed clerk miss over and asked.