Eiri’s expression had grown focused, almost predatory. Her half-lidded eyes had opened nearly all the way and sparkled like a naked blade. “Eh! Ah, I think I said too much, as usual, I…” “Didn’t you hear his self-introduction? That guy killed only girls, two of them, and he’s a total pervert. There’s not a girl alive who would make nice with him.” “W-well, yeah, but…” But you also killed six people, didn’t you? Kyousuke swallowed the words before they could escape his mouth. Besides his alleged twelve murders, Eiri’s six were the highest in the class. Trying to rein in his expanding sense of terror, Kyousuke changed the subject. “By the way, there’s one thing I’ve been wondering this whole time…what did Shinji mean what he said he ‘indulged himself’ with the girls he killed?” “Hmph.” Eiri frowned at him. “That’s hardly something you should be asking me.” Rubbing her temples, she recrossed her long legs. Kyousuke couldn’t help but look.
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