"Hey, big sister, the markings on the back of your hand are so pretty. Can I have them?"
"W-Who are you? How did you get in here...? R-Rider!"
"Just give them to me, big sister."
The body had been neatly chopped to pieces. The only part left intact was the right hand, marked with red sigils.
Blood spatter stained the girl's face, beautiful as a pearl, and splashed her white dress with gore mixed with entrails.
"You only had to give them to me. Why did you resist?"
The girl picked up the severed arm and stroked the red markings with her slender fingers.
"How should I get them from you? Should I peel off all your skin?"
So... How many gods are there in the servant = = But it's unexpectedly cute =v=
So beautifulwww Click to capture!