"No wonder you can smash people's heads without a blink, no wonder you don't react to the Face of Horror, no wonder..."
Bologue seemed to understand what Aimou was saying, his overly indifferent reaction made her think he actually had some kind of psychological defect, which was perfectly concealed by his "rigor" and "coldness."
For a moment, Bologue didn't know how to explain these things to Aimou. Should he tell her that he had been chopping people for ten years in a shattered reality, and that chopping and killing people, if not becoming second nature, had at least become skillful over time.
No, it feels like saying it would only make things worse.
Aimou might think he was an ultimate killer, numb to the act of killing, someone even this Contract Object couldn't subdue.
"Calm down, I'm very healthy. Do you need me to take out the case notes my psychologist gave me?"
Bologue said as he grabbed Aimou's hand in reverse, "You can test me yourself if you like."
