Tsuchiya Kazuma curled up, twitching slightly, and spewing blood from his mouth.
The heavy rain continued to fall, with flashes of lightning tearing through the night sky.
Dark Crow, holding a knife, walked towards him.
There was simply no time left for him to speak, ending tonight's slaughter.
Kawashima Miki glanced at Fujiwara Reya in the sky, her eyes momentarily dazed, then quickly turned to leave. She didn't want to be discovered by him here, otherwise, given his mischievous nature, he'd surely mock her again.
In the midst of the chaos, Fujiwara Reya followed leisurely above her.
When she reached near the courtyard wall, Kawashima Miki looked up at the solid barrier, softly complaining.
"Seriously..."
"It's already over, why hasn't the barrier been removed yet."
"Bastard..."
"Wah, I'm soaked, I want to go home and take a bath..."
"Darn it."
"Fujiwara Reya, you big jerk!"
"Everything was ready, yet he didn't tell me anything."
"He must be scheming against me!"
