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" I a m y o u . Y o u a r e m e . O u r d i f f e r e n c e i s t h a t I ' m o n l y i n s i d e. Y o u ' r e t h e o u t s i d e . "
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" Those bastards manage to get into the lobby , huh. Funny , I didn't hear any noise. "
Curently , (y/n) and Chuuya are now in the lobby. To be exact , Chuuya is the one who came down before her and when he had arrived , the only one standing is her one and only. Corpses full-fill the room as well as blood , painted on the walls and floor , fluttering through anyone eyes who witnessed.
He has suspect this is her ability , seeing her is the one who's breathing in a silent pattern with no trace of blood nor any wrinkles on her attire.
" This was your doing , isn't it? "
" Correct. It was my doing , Nakahara-san. "
A quick respond came out , defeating the light itself. It was rare to hear her talk , and sure her voice was pleasant in his ears , but that doesn't mean that he will lose against the sweetest poison in her vein.
Before he could ask anymore question to the girl behind the transparent black silk , a reminder setting on his head. He kept his question in mind , for now they have a mission to take care.
Leaving the lobby , whispers and tell-tale from afar them could be heard. Had anyone witness her ability? Curiosity lingering within them. They never saw her came in , nor did they saw her came out.
As silent as the wind can be , as dark as the void can be. Never talk in her own will , never leave the side like a loyal dog. With this , she isn't a human , but a doll to the one who found her.
