He had rashly promised him a death—could he kill her by stabbing her heart? Would he kill her by cutting off her head? Would he kill her by tearing off her clothes and letting out her ugly desires?
-97-
That is the most powerful banshee in the world.
A thousand and nine world reversals didn't kill her, so why do you think she would easily succumb to a painful death?
-98-
[Dad... Dad... Why... Did you... Kill my only...?]
No.
etc.
-99-
The warden thought about how this banshee still had a single relative: her sister, a bitch who was always by her side, always looking at him with disgust, and a former prostitute.
If he wanted to take revenge on her completely... If he wanted her to care about him... If, if, if...
How to kill the Banshee?
[How to hurt the Banshee? ]
Yes, just like that horrible woman killed his only relative and destroyed his only home, he also wants - also wants -
-100-
The prisoner smiled again.
You won't stand a chance.
He suddenly raised his half-cut arm and crushed his heart with his fingers that were opened by nails.
All the energy dissipated, drained away, exploded, and—
Turn into nothingness.
-101-
The organ is best at shattering its own existence. Ever since it opened its eyes, the Gray Banshee has called it "the shattered puppy."
It kind of hates being used like a fragmented puppy by the Gray Banshee...
But, what if it is for that good friend whom you have never met but with whom you have a good relationship?
It’s okay to be a broken puppy for once.
-102-
Anyway, it can't escape from this prison and will be resurrected infinitely.
Completely crush my own existence, erase all traces of myself, make this warden forget the power within me that originates from the system world, and make the Eternal Life Prison forget that the Black Banshee was my wish-granter...
Isn't this a fun gamble?
-103-
Although, this time, crushing his own existence without any strength was equivalent to crushing all traces of himself.
The Black Banshee would probably have completely forgotten about it... Even if she was resurrected with great effort a long, long time from now, she wouldn't remember it.
-104-
But it doesn't matter.
The Black Banshee didn't know him at all. She didn't know who he was, what his gender was, what his name was, or where he was imprisoned.
If I completely forget about it... I won't go back to the Eternal Life Prison... and be targeted by this seemingly dangerous warden again... That's good.
-105-
The organ willingly broke in its shackles, erasing the last glimmer of possibility that W, whom M valued most, would not have a good end.
-106-
Post-vote care is a basic obligation to the person who made the wish.
-107-
——However, the warden refused to give up. He had finally come up with a feasible method, and he would never give up.
If I miss out on that bitch sister... then I'll gather my strength... one day, one day, there will definitely be another...
-108-
Make M collapse.
Make M regret it.
Make M cry.
What made M completely despair——
-109-
A long, long time later, in a certain world, it’s Christmas.
The blond-haired, blue-eyed man hurried across the street, his destination being a flower shop across the street that was still selling pink tulips.
Today is their seventh wedding anniversary. He has recently been considering the timing to file for a peaceful divorce with his wife, and today should be a suitable time.
No matter how perfunctory or impatient she was, she would always show up on time on the anniversary day to have dinner with him.
Honestly, he didn't think the divorce required such elaborate preparations. They were essentially just close friends, and he should continue to take care of her daily life even after the divorce...
"Hi, puppy."
-110-
Mr. P stopped abruptly.
He looked at the pink tulips across the street without looking back.
-111-
"Mr. Warden, I thought there was still a year until the end of our agreed-upon release period? You must abide by the bet."
"Heh... don't you know what you've been doing during this so-called 'free time'?"
"I do not understand."
"…You don't need to understand, puppy."
-112-
You don't need to understand. During the long time I was spying on that terrifying banshee, you were the only one who made her stop again, and look back again... countless times.
No matter how many times the memory is erased.
I will definitely be attracted at first sight, and will definitely decide to get close to you as the first step.
Besides, you guy, you guy...
-113-
Completely different from that bitch sister.
Do you have anything else in mind besides her?
In addition to observing her, dealing with her, plotting against her, and coaxing her—
During the little free time you fought so hard to get, was there anyone else you paid attention to besides her?
No matter what attitude you put on, no matter how you define your relationship -
-114-
You shameless and ugly bastard, didn’t you build a place for her to go back to at any time?
You can open the door and walk in at any time, you can rest at any time, sleep at any time, hug and get comfort at any time——
-115-
Besides, besides, besides——
You don't even realize it!
[You don't know what you have, you don't know how special you are, you don't know how many times that witch has made exceptions for you, I will never tell you, I will never, you damn ugly son of a bitch——]
I will never do that.
-116-
Mr. P died on Christmas Day.
The warden cut out his tongue, gouged out his eyes, cut off his ten piano fingers, and stabbed him deep, deep in the heart.
After doing all this—after doing all this that had been done countless times in prison before—
He turned and left without any explanation.
-117-
Because he would never tell P how much the banshee loved to hear him talk, look into his eyes, touch his fingers, and listen to his heartbeat.
He would never tell him.
This ugly, pathetic bastard doesn't deserve any emotions, doesn't deserve anything.
-118-
Just die here, go back to prison, and let that banshee go crazy and mad and show the expression she would show when she loses everything——
-119-
Hmm.
This won’t do.
-120-
After he left, Organ, lying on the ground, thought, This won't do.
-121-
His wisher had tried a thousand and nine times, going mad and insane, to finally save the life of an ordinary human being...
As a non-human, how could he allow the next reincarnation to unfold?
I don’t have the energy to continue with this second world of infinite reversal.
This won’t do…
-122-
He staggered to his feet, the transparent areas were covered with flesh again, and the cut areas healed together again.
This won’t do…
Although it's quite quiet here, and I probably won't be discovered after I die... Although that human being was the most important person in her heart back then, he's definitely not on the same level as my friend... But, what if?
-123-
He really didn't have the strength to help that idiot with the next backflow.
...How long can the shell built with this little power last...Oh, yes, twenty minutes.
-124-
Twenty minutes... that's enough...
Organ coughed softly, stepped over the blood that had just flowed on the snow, and walked into the flower shop across the street.
The clerk screamed and covered her mouth in fear.
...Hey, why, this temporary body of mine shouldn't be stained with blood?
The organ looked at the vase beside him and saw the red eyes in the vase that he had not had time to cover.
oh.
-125-
He touched his eyes, and using the last of his strength, he made them turn blue again.
Fortunately, uh, she didn't see such ugly eyes.
Otherwise that guy would definitely laugh at me loudly.
"Sorry, I forgot to take off my contact lenses..."
Mr. P looked at the clerk with his blue eyes and said, "Please give me a bunch of pink tulips."
"...Excuse me, sir! Who are you giving this bunch of pink tulips to? Do you want a card?"
"For my wife. It's our anniversary. No card needed, thanks. I'm in a hurry."
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