Low leaves rustled against the hem of her clothes.
The three men, about to feast, suddenly twitched their ears.
Like water parting, a dark figure slowly approached through the waist-high grass... swish, swish.
A wide hood covered the upper half of the person's face; behind her, she dragged a massive axe. As she stepped closer, a long trail was carved into the soft mud.
Where the scrawny man's gaze fell, space distorted slightly; as the desolate shadows of the trees swayed, a certain physiological stinging sensation, like needles, pricked his face and body.
Closer.
From her figure, it was a girl.
That's right, the man could tell that this person wearing a mouthpart-like mask was definitely a girl—his daughter, whom he had eaten two days ago, was about this age.
He sniffed.
Sure enough, it was a girl.
Although his mouth was still stuffed with intestines, waves of hunger still clawed desperately at his stomach, forcing the man to cast a greedy look at the approaching stranger.
Swish, swish.
The girl dragged the axe with a bit of effort.
She was like a soulless shell, standing fearlessly before the three men. With her head tilted, the face under the hood was covered in shadow.
"Hee hee..."
"...Does it taste good?"
It really was a girl.
The man licked his lips—
The upper body was enough to eat for a long time, plus the long, resilient thighs... tomorrow, no, the day after, two days would be enough... The three looked at each other and stood up in unison.
Beneath them, the legless girl had already been gnawed to pieces; her eyes, which would not close in death, stared fixedly toward her father, her mouth still twitching neurotically—
She didn't understand why her once gentle and powerful father had changed so much.
Even... in the end, he had eaten his own daughter.
"Hee hee..."
Swish, swish.
The girl in the spider mask took a step forward, her hands exerting force, and that huge, heavy fire axe was slowly raised in the man's sight!
Boom!
Dust flew!
The sharp axe blade crushed the girl's face!
She was released.
"Heh—!"
The three men nimbly dodged the attack, dropping to all fours like monkeys or hyenas, baring their teeth at Yuno Gasai.
Animality had taken over their brains.
"Eat! Eat!"
"Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat her up!"
Wrinkling his nose, sniffing frantically and shaking his head, the man bared his yellow teeth; saliva dripped from the sharp, pointed fangs.
"Come on." Yuno Gasai kicked the toe of her left shoe and patted the axe handle twice.
Roar!
On all fours, the monsters that no longer looked human charged frantically!
Yuno Gasai gripped the axe handle at her side with both hands, took a deep breath, and like swinging a golf club, the crescent-sharp axe blade sliced through the lunging claws!
Clang!
The sound of metal friction was sharp and piercing!
"Eat! Eat her!! Give me your meat!!"
"Meat! Meat!"
Even though two-thirds of its palm had been sliced off, the half-human monster still charged at Yuno Gasai as if it felt no pain—the other two cunningly retreated a few steps and began to circle her, like a pack of hyenas hunting, constantly distracting the girl's vision.
Yuno Gasai exhaled softly, her slow pace shifting as she stepped forward, becoming swift and powerful as she rapidly closed in on the monster!
Finding a gap in the swings of the claws the opponent couldn't retract in time, a pair of slender hands manipulated a deep red blade to fall from above!
From top to bottom, like splitting firewood, a short, crisp 'crack' was followed by the dull thud of a heavy object hitting the ground.
Swish.
The hideous head, trailing thin bits of skin tissue, rolled into the grass.
"That dash wasn't bad."
Under the tree, Sen Getsusa narrowed her eyes.
Over the past few days, she had Arrietty command the fairies to sniff around the city, searching for infected individuals who couldn't hide themselves well and exposed an aura of chaos to serve as practice for Yuno.
Essentially, the fairies could only find those at the "Contactee" level. This group, which Sen Getsusa considered harmless, was perfect for Yuno Gasai's initial combat practice. After all, Yuno had already become a Ritualist, and a large amount of real combat would allow her to quickly master her strengthened body. In an increasingly chaotic World, this was another layer of protection for her.
Even so, finding even "Contactees" had taken a lot of effort.
Then came the fighting, gaining combat experience, fighting, improving, fighting, and improving further.
Sen Getsusa's plan was sound, but she later realized she had been too optimistic about the process.
Because the combat process generally went as follows:
—Quietly approach the enemy, and while they were unaware, strike from behind with an axe;
—Bring a cake laced with a large amount of sleeping pills, acting as a friendly taste-tester at their door, then chat idly until they fell asleep before striking from behind with an axe;
—Pretend to engage in compensated dating, bring handcuffs and hemp rope, and tie a man with specific fetishes face-down.
—Amidst the opponent's excited gasps... strike from behind with an axe.
In short, everything started with methods that left Sen Getsusa speechless and ended with an 'axe to the back.' Not only did this fail to train the young lady's frontal combat skills, but it also ruined several of Sen Getsusa's favorite dresses.
When that thick, sharp axe slammed down, blood and brains splattered everywhere, like a naughty Child jumping forcefully into a puddle after the rain.
'There's no need to be fair and square with villains!' the axe-wielding girl explained righteously to Sen Getsusa, wiping her axe clean on the opponent's body after speaking.
The half-naked corpse lay dead in a twisted sprawl, while Miss Yuno stood nearby with a smile as bright as a flower.
To be honest, Sen Getsusa felt it wasn't entirely clear who the villain actually was.
—Until today.
The Ghoul they encountered this time wouldn't allow Yuno to repeat her previous methods; this time, she had to fight head-on.
Sen Getsusa nibbled on chocolate while observing Yuno's movements... Not far away, the battle continued.
A mixture of red and white brain matter sprayed into the dirt. The hardened skull was defenseless under the thickened axe blade, appearing as soft as cake.
Fragile eyeballs burst from their sockets, rolling onto the muddy ground trailing transparent mucus, only to be crushed under the girl's foot.
The Ghoul's limbs constantly traced parabolic arcs—steel-like fingers, arms, and heads.
Yuno Gasai was dismembering the enemy bit by bit.
The hearty tearing of flesh made her look very excited.
"Hahahaha!"
"How interesting!"
The steel blade was swung in a spinning motion, the whistling wind surrounding the girl!
The axe blade spun rapidly!
Blood-colored flowers splattered, and on the bone-white spider mouthparts, half of the mask was stained with dark brown blood. Under the Moonlight, the curved giant axe rose in a straight line, held high!
Puchi!
The second one, its spine crushed.
"More... more!"
"Heehee..."
Bang!
The tip of the axe embedded itself deeply into the ground, muddy with blood.
Swinging the heavy weapon had consumed too much of Yuno Gasai's strength. She leaned on the axe handle, staring forward frantically, breathing in short, rapid gasps amidst the Ghoul's roars.
In front of her, there was one more... Hu... Moving her fingers, her palm tightened around the somewhat slippery axe handle again.
Step, step.
The sound of footsteps.
"That's enough."
As Sen Getsusa spoke, she walked over and put her arm around Yuno Gasai's shoulder, protectively leading her back a few steps, away from the last Ghoul.
After the battle, the girl's mask was splattered with quite a bit of blackish-red liquid, and a short strip of pink muscle tissue hung from the ferocious mouthparts, swaying as the mask moved.
Sen Getsusa held Yuno Gasai and gently patted the back of her hood a few times: "That's enough, battle maniac, wake up."
In her upward gaze, severed limbs and flesh were scattered thickly and messily everywhere. Pale bones and some organs were stuck together at random. In the red and white swamp of flesh, there were also some shredded weeds mixed in, making for a sight that truly ruined one's appetite.
"I hate these succulent fighting styles..." Sen Getsusa muttered, disgusted as she wiped her feet against the sticky flesh and looked at the last Ghoul.
Yuno Gasai leaned obediently in Sen Getsusa's arms, her pupils showing no trace of the previous frenzy and pleasure. Noticing that Sen Getsusa's attention wasn't on her, the girl turned her face away, shifting her posture to settle into a softer place.
"Eat! Eat..."
"..."
Under Sen Getsusa's gaze, the monster on all fours, which had been ferociously roaring just a moment ago, hesitated in a very human-like manner... then... slowly retreated.
"Eat..."
Retreating.
"Eat..."
Retreating.
"Eat...?"
Retreating further.
"Pfft." Having taken off her mask and settled into the softness early, Yuno Gasai chuckled muffledly, her voice echoing in Miss Sen's valley: "Its sense for danger is really sharp. It's apologizing while taking its leave."
Feeling something unusual, Sen Getsusa turned her face away and used her index finger to push Yuno out of the valley: "What... apologizing?"
Yuno Gasai's lips curled into a grin: "Born to eat humans, I am sorry?"
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