"My body is warm. I can control my thoughts, my body, everything about me. How could I be dead?!"
"We are the same kind of people, Mr. Yang, don't joke around!" Sato Shouta's face was covered in tears, almost pleading, "Stop saying things like that. I'm still alive. I can't die. My mom is still waiting for me at home, Mr. Yang!"
"If you want to kill, then just do it. Are you afraid we'll turn into ghosts and come to haunt you for revenge?" At the final moments of her life, Nishimura Yuna rarely showed such defiance. Her eyes were red as she questioned, "You're no better than him. You're... you're even more despicable than Qingshui Cangjie. I'd rather they be the ones winning because at least they wouldn't kill us to silence us! But you would!"
"Yang Xiao, you're deceiving us so cruelly, you won't have a good ending. You surely will go to hell!" Nishimura Yuna cursed with all her strength.
