Chapter 132: 131 - - The Devil of the Night Mist (self-styled)

It was unusually foggy in the capital.

On a night like this, young women in particular should be extremely careful and not go out alone.

Because, yes. Recently, there's been a lot of excitement,

--He'll show up.

The sound of his shoes echoes through the back alleys.

It seems our quarry has arrived.

It was her fault for choosing the dark and unpopular street. Most likely, she wants to get home as soon as possible, but she is too careless.

He" was wearing a hat with a heavy hat on, and the lower half of his face was covered with a cloth.

He was wearing an unseasonably long coat and had a large knife in his hand, which was tucked into his pocket.

, he lies.

It doesn't matter who it is.

If I had to guess, I'd say a young woman.

I don't particularly care what she looks like, but the one who is heading this way has a very fine face, even from a distance.

If she looked frail, she would have been perfect, but a plump and well-fleshed one would have been also very tasty.

(No, but isn't ...... too much of a disgrace?)

Only her breasts and crotch are hidden. Do prostitutes have to show off so much to get by these days?

With a little uneasiness, "he (Jack) who has no name" approaches quickly with a knife clenched in his pocket.

He approaches head-on, with an air of dignity.

He has nothing to say. It's his way of being particular. The end of her short life is colored by my silence and her screams.

The woman has stopped.

Her slit eyes narrow, her beauty is slightly distorted, and a shiver runs down my spine.

Boom!

"Bubbe!"

The man fell down in the middle of nowhere.

"Ow!"

The knife in my pocket went into my side. The man sprawls on the ground.

"...... what are you doing?"

The woman in the shameful outfit looks stunned.

"d*mn ......,d*mn ......."

The man slithers up.

He (carefully) pulls out a knife (wiping his own blood off the tip) and holds it out to her, who is not at all frightened.

What?　The woman's face turned doubtful.

"Aren't you one of those exposed people who've been showing up around here lately?"

"What the hell are you talking about?

I didn't want to be told by a woman who looked like an exhibitionist.

I couldn't help but raise my voice, but I didn't think this was a situation where I could remain silent.

He says his name, hoping to show her some mercy, even if it is only a little, as she is about to give her life.

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"I am Jack ...... the Ripper, the nameless cutthroat."

"Huh?　Not "Jack the Flasher," the nameless exposer?"

So why would you do that?

"That's funny. You don't hear about any robberies or murders around here, do you?

"......"

The man looked away awkwardly.

The woman was right, there were no reports of robberies or murders in the area.

It has been half a month since he started haunting the neighborhood with his murderous impulses.

On seven occasions, like tonight, he's used his magic to create a fog to find a lone prey and strike it.

But each time, as now, all the prey have run away while I have fallen or had trouble getting my knife out of my hand.

As a result, I was mistaken for an exposer. .......

He was disappointed,

"Well, okay."

A woman comes up to me with a lick of her tongue.

"I can feel this unique magic from you. I'm sure that you are my 'prey'.

Her red eyes flashed with a bewitching light.

"What?"

I'm gonna get eaten.

Not in a s*xual way, but in an intrinsic way. That's when the terrified man sat up, and right after that...

"He hides in the fog to do his evil deeds. "I'm watching you on behalf of the moon, you who love the darkness..."

A girl's voice.

"Who?

The woman yelled out, though it sounded familiar.

The source of the voice - a gaze pierced above her head.

"That's good!　That reaction. I'll answer if you've done something to me. No, I'll tell you even if you don't."

A small shadow floating in the mist says, "Whoa! With a shout, he jumped up and landed on the street.

"Immortal Charu-chan, the righteous magical girl, I will conquer the fate of death (your sorrows).

The girl is dressed in a pink, frilly outfit. She strikes a pose with a magical stick.

"There you go, you little joke! Well, I'm going to win again.

No, no, we will win again.

"Hmmm... ......"

"Heh heh heh."

Tolerance and flamboyance. The smiles on their faces are in stark contrast, and the meaning of the words exchanged between these two people, who have never met each other, is unknown.

Still, "he" had a hunch.

（Maybe we're not on the same page.)

He had no way of knowing that a golden card was attached to the inside of his coat.

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