"What do you want?"
Arriving in front of the girl, Fumiya Jin looked at her calmly.
It was worth mentioning that the countdown timer above the girl's head, like his, showed just over two days remaining... This even gave him a strange sense of kinship.
Yuki Suou raised an eyebrow slightly, studying Fumiya Jin from head to toe. Seeing his expression was as normal as ever, without a trace of panic or forced composure, a hint of appreciation appeared in the girl's eyes.
"It's not convenient to talk here. I'll take you somewhere... a little more private. Let's go." Yuki Suou flashed a sweet smile, and without waiting for his consent, she turned and began to lead the way.
Even Fumiya Jin had to admit that this girl was a stunning beauty who knew exactly how to use her charm. Her every frown and smile exuded a devastating lethality.
That smile just now, combined with her slightly suggestive words... If it were any ordinary teenage boy, he'd likely be instantly mesmerized, completely losing his bearings.
Of course, Fumiya Jin wasn't falling for it.
However, it was indeed unwise to discuss the Samsara Game in public. So he didn't object and quietly followed in her footsteps.
But just a few meters away, he heard a tsunami-like uproar of gasps from behind him, from the direction of his classroom... Amidst the noise, he could vaguely make out fragments like "How is that possible," "No way," and "How could anyone..."
[+1]
[+1]
[+1]
Fumiya Jin was completely baffled.
...
...
Five minutes later...
In another building.
"Is this the Suou family's way of treating guests?"
Fumiya Jin leaned back against the door panel, looked down at the girl holding a dagger to his neck, and spoke with annoyance.
Yuki Suou, however, just gave a cold smile.
Although she was only about 150-something centimeters tall, a full head shorter than Fumiya Jin, she probably felt in control of the situation at that moment. Her bright, watery eyes revealed a hint of condescending pride.
"It's come to this, and you're still going to pretend you've never seen me before?" Yuki Suou teased.
"Even if I had, that's hardly a reason to hold a knife to my neck, is it?" Fumiya Jin rolled his eyes.
"You saw me kill someone with your own eyes... Isn't that reason enough?" Yuki Suou tilted her head.
"Did I see that?" Fumiya Jin retorted. "I don't seem to recall."
Yuki Suou smiled. "I'm very sure you glanced behind me... Are you trying to say I saw wrong? Or that your eyesight is too poor to see clearly?"
"No, I definitely looked, and I saw clearly," Fumiya Jin said, looking into Yuki Suou's eyes. "But... did you really kill someone?"
Yuki Suou stiffened slightly. A flash of astonishment crossed her eyes, but she concealed it instantly.
She sneered and said, "Of course. Aren't those the rules of the game? It was either me or her, so of course I chose for her to die. And I knew she was thinking the same thing; I had no intention of dying with her."
"So I used my head a little... I told her I was the young lady of the Suou family. I tricked her, telling her not to press the button, that we might be able to survive together, and I'd give her a reward of ten million yen afterward... Then, while she was distracted by greed and hesitating, I suddenly pressed the button and killed her."
"You have no idea. At the end, she looked at me with utter disbelief before the chainsaw sawed her head open, her brains splattering everywhere... Oh, the sight was truly disgusting."
Fumiya Jin fell silent after hearing this.
"What's wrong? Scared?" Yuki Suou said, a mocking curve on her lips.
"Yes, yes, absolutely terrifying... Miss Suou is truly decisive and ruthless, so cold-blooded." Fumiya Jin remarked with feeling.
His tone, one couldn't exactly call it sincere; at best, it could be described as... completely monotone.
Yuki Suou was momentarily stunned.
"Are you... making fun of me?"
"Not really," Fumiya Jin shrugged. "I just think that Miss Suou's acting skills in the role of a murderer could use some improvement."
"Hah?" Yuki Suou was not pleased. The dagger in her hand pressed tighter against Fumiya Jin's neck as she sneered, "You think I'm acting? You really think I wouldn't dare slit your throat?"
But Fumiya Jin didn't fall for this act, remaining as calm as ever. After all, the number above his head hadn't budged from the very beginning.
"First, not only is there nothing wrong with my eyesight, it's excellent. So I saw it right then—the person in your room, although lying on the ground, was at least in one piece, not cut open... which contradicts your story," Fumiya Jin stated, unhurried.
This was actually a lie; he hadn't seen such fine details.
However, he had seen the number above the unconscious person's head.
That number had not hit zero.
So he knew from the start that Yuki Suou's trial had also ended with both surviving. If it weren't for that knowledge, he never would have given her the chance to ambush him with a knife.
"Give me a break. It was dark in that room, and you only caught a glimpse past me. What could you possibly have seen clearly?" Yuki Suou pursed her lips.
Fumiya Jin didn't argue with her, continuing, "Second, you may not have noticed, but when you were describing the scene of her death just now, your gaze instinctively drifted to the upper right. That indicates you were constructing an image, one that never actually happened."
"Tch, that micro-expressions crap again... You really think that stuff is accurate?" Yuki Suou was dismissive.
"Third, if it was really as you said, that you had already planned to kill her in such a short time and had successfully designed and flawlessly executed the first step of your deception, it would mean your mental fortitude is ridiculously strong, and you are indeed cold-hearted enough," Fumiya Jin said. "But... if that's the kind of person you are, why has the dagger in your hand been trembling slightly from the start? Why is your breathing a little ragged... and why are your cheeks even slightly flushed with nervousness? It seems you're not as ruthless as you claim to be, are you?"
Yuki Suou stiffened slightly. Her little face instantly turned cold.
"You're saying all these nice things just to prove you believe I didn't kill anyone, so that I'll let you go, right?"
"Wrong. I never thought you wanted to kill me in the first place, so there's nothing to 'let go'," Fumiya Jin shook his head. "I'm just exposing your act, telling you to stop playing these games. After all, my patience has just about run out."
"Patience?" Yuki Suou couldn't believe such a word could come from the mouth of her captive.
"You've just met me, so you might not know what kind of person I am. I... don't like to cause trouble, but I'm also not the type to take a loss lying down," Fumiya Jin said seriously, looking into her eyes. "You're holding a knife to my neck. Regardless of whether you actually intend to threaten my life, it's already a grave offense against me. Therefore, I'm not going to accept you just putting the knife away, saying 'it was just a joke' or 'I was testing you' and acting like nothing happened... You'd better have already figured out how you're going to apologize and make amends."
Yuki Suou was stunned. She stood frozen for several seconds.
Then she began to laugh coldly.
Hoh hoh hoh hoh hoh~
She couldn't seem to stop laughing.
It's worth mentioning that while this young lady wasn't particularly tall, her development in certain areas was a bit beyond the norm. Compared to the little angel Nijika, it was truly a world of difference.
As she laughed so hard her body shook, the two bright moons in the sky seemed to sway along with her... Especially from Fumiya Jin's taller vantage point, he could faintly glimpse the dark side of the moon.
The visual effect was rather astonishing.
"Then I'd like to ask, what can you do about it? What do you *dare* to do about it?"
Yuki Suou put on a smug, bratty expression, stuck out her little tongue, and taunted him.
Clearly, whether or not she intended to kill him, the dagger in her hand gave her absolute confidence that Fumiya Jin wouldn't dare make a reckless move.
Seeing the girl's expression, Fumiya Jin's eyebrow twitched.
This was no ordinary brat; a heavy hand was required.
As for what I can do? What I dare to do? Heh.
He suddenly raised his left hand.
While glancing at the countdown timer above his head.
The countdown didn't move an inch, so his left hand continued on its intended path.
Until...
It cupped one of the moons.
["Unity of Knowledge and Action" characteristic triggered.]
[Unrestrained Sharpness +1.]
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