“A lot of people will die. Of course, many of us too.” (Shakuhara)
“Then even more so!” (Saniwa)
“That’s why I’m asking you. Can you… kill a person?”
“….” (Saniwa)
“Most of the people in this cult have a grudge against men. Enough to want to kill them. That includes me as well. But… that’s not the case for you, is it?” (Shakuhara)
…Not Saniwa?
“You only joined this cult to follow me. You don’t hate men to the point of wanting to kill them.” (Shakuhara)
I see. Saniwa hadn’t joined this cult in order to kill men. Actually, I already had a feeling that that might be the case.
Since I had known her, she was the only one who seemed different from the others. She had never once shown hostility or murderous intent towards me.
It was especially apparent when compared to Shakuhara, who was always with her. Although it was true that she wasn’t good with men, she never seemed like she wanted to kill me.
“Riwa, you’re too kind. You definitely… can’t kill someone.” (Shakuhara)
“I… I would do it if it was for your sake, Kei-chan.” (Saniwa)
“You shouldn’t kill for someone else’s sake.” (Shakuhara)
“Eh…?” (Saniwa)
“If you do that, you’ll regret it.” (Shakuhara)
“Kei-chan…” (Saniwa)
“I killed people of my own will. Many, many times. My hands are already stained with blood. I won’t turn back anymore… I can’t.” (Shakuhara)
Once you had killed someone, you’d no longer be the same. I felt the same way. Especially those who had killed people of their own will. If that was a line that we, as human beings, shouldn’t cross, then Shakuhara and I had definitely already crossed it.
“I… don’t want you to become like me, Riwa. So… leave the order immediately.” (Shakuhara)
“No! I won’t leave you, Kei-chan!” (Saniwa)
“Listen to me. You… must never become impure like me.” (Shakuhara)
“Why?! Why do you keep saying that? I just want to be with you, Kei-chan!!” (Saniwa)
“That’s enough! I don’t want to see you get hurt anymore, Riwa!” (Shakuhara)
“…Kei…chan…?” (Saniwa)
Shakuhara suddenly raised her voice, causing Saniwa to look at her in dismay.
“Even if you aren’t the one killing them, when the others kill men near you, you always throw up, don’t you?” (Shakuhara)
“T-That…” (Saniwa)
“The first time I killed someone and came back covered in blood, I fainted and had a nightmare. Riwa… You’re too kind to stay here. If you do, one day…” (Shakuhara)
“T-That’s fine! I’m doing my best! I’m sure that if you’re by my side, then—” (Saniwa)
Dozens, hundreds of people dying before your eyes… And among them might be friends whom you were laughing with just moments ago. Some of them could even be crying or begging you for help. One after another, those people would turn into cold, unspeaking corpses. Such a scene would be no different from hell itself.
And yet, they still fought, because they had a strong reason to fight. But to Shakuhara, Saniwa’s reason to fight was too weak. That was why she thought that Saniwa couldn’t withstand it.
“Don’t say that, Kei-chan. I’ll be fine.” (Saniwa)
“No. This isn’t a request. It’s an order. Pack your bags and leave now.” (Shakuhara)
“…..I’m breaking off our friendship now.” (Shakuhara)