In the end, it became such a bloody angel shape.

Toru Amuro lowered his head and saw blood stains and body parts and flesh all over the ground.

When I raised my hands, I saw red hands.

"...Garm, turn on the light." He ordered in an extremely calm voice.

The moment the light came on, he saw his own appearance through the clean, cold reflective wall.

Blood all over.

It proves that everything just happened was done by him.

But……

He has intermittent memories of the production process, but there is always no sound.

Memories are like watching a silent black and white pantomime.

But that's exactly what he did.

Director Kuroda's purpose was accomplished, he died, and he was the one who killed him.

but……

Would the board of directors have imagined such an ending?

own means...

How could he do such cruel and heinous methods by himself?

How could you do this yourself?!

Toru Amuro let go of his hand, unable to continue reading.

A bloody piece.

Everything in the field of vision turned red.

It's bright red, as if it's shrouded in red lanterns.

Even his eyes turned red, like a beast that could lose control and go crazy at any time.

Rei Fukiya's impression of angels came from Elena Miyano when she was a child.

Gentle, healing angel.

And now...

From then on, whenever he thought of angels, the first thing that appeared in his memory was a red scene.

The appalling blood-bone angel.

He couldn't help but feel short of breath and wanted to vomit.

But no.

clam down.

clam down.

calm……

"Brother Tou." The door to the punishment room opened, and the white-haired boy stepped into the punishment room from the outside.

Different from the bloody world, it is pure white.

Like a snow.

There was enough snow to cover the bloody scene.

"Uncle Rum asked me to remind you not to kill people..." He turned around and saw the corpse beside him that had been turned into a bloody work of art.

"I seem to be late." He said.

In an instant, Toru Amuro calmed down.

"Yeah, you're late, he's so annoying." Toru Amuro said with a smile.

"But you don't look good." The white-haired boy said with concern.

His face looked weak and his eyes were a little panicked.

"Because it's too ugly, I will make it look better next time." The blond man explained.

"That's right." Aito nodded.

Another lie.

But that's okay.
Chapter completed!