ZERO

Strange Disease Series - Yizai

I don't know when, Otoya got a strange disease and lost interest in the colors in life.

At the beginning, she just thought the colors in her life were boring, but gradually she found the colors ugly, and at the end, she began to hate and hate these boring colors.

Until one day, she watched a horror movie on the recommendation of a friend. Perhaps this horror movie was the beginning of the crime.

The screen is full of blood and human corpses. This is just a scene that often appears in horror movies, but it deeply shocked Otoya. She lowered her head and her whole body was trembling. However, this is not trembling of fear, but of joy. Trembling. Because, she saw, saw the blood that kept flowing out of the human body.

It wasn't until this moment that Otoya really understood why she hated colors.

Not because of anything, but because she was born for blood, and in her future life, there is no need for anything else but blood.

Gradually, she raised her head, and her usually expressionless face was now full of smiles. If you can see her smile, don't be stupid to think that you will feel warm, it will only make you feel scared, a kind of feeling from the heart The deepest fear, like being stared at by a wild animal, cannot escape.

So what does this smile mean is it hurt or death or something

The old garage is damp and dark. The smell of mildew and rot permeates the whole garage. There are only a few dim lights in the huge garage. They shake slightly and make weak sounds, making them look extraordinarily gloomy and lonely.

Standing in the darkness, Otoya kept turning the two scissors with both hands. She showed that weird smile and looked ahead with excitement in her eyes.

Six girls were stunned and tied to chairs, and their mouths were tied with white cloth. These girls are either beautiful, or enchanting, or simple, or flamboyant. In short, as long as they are willing to look up at them, no matter who they are, they will be attracted by this beauty. conquered.

The girls gradually woke up. They struggled, resisted, and tried to break free from the shackles of the rope. In their eyes were doubts about things, despair of reality, and fear of the unknown.

Otsuya is still standing in the darkness, looking at them. It's like a butcher looking at the lambs about to be slaughtered, watching them struggle and resist.

The girls are in despair, it is the despair of reality, the despair of their fate. They either lean on the back of their chairs weakly, or look up at the dusty ceiling, or their eyes are straight and they don’t know what to think, or they whimper Weeping. They may complain about the injustice of fate, but Otoza feels that God bestowing such beauty on them is already the greatest favor to them, and there is nothing to complain about.

Otoya slowly walked out of the darkness, and the girls struggled again when they saw her, with pleading and hope in their eyes. But when they saw Otoya's smile that would be unforgettable at a glance, they Desperate again. Really desperate.

Otoya's eyes lingered on them, as if deciding something. When her eyes swept across the girls, their bodies would tremble suddenly, as if they were frightened.

Finally, her eyes fell on a girl with dyed curly red hair. She slowly approached the girl, still holding the scissors in her hand.

The girl struggled to twist her shoulders, but the rope was tied too tightly and she couldn't break free. The girl's hands were red from being strangled, and even a trace of blood had already leaked out from some places. There was a "woo woo." sound from her mouth, Maybe trying to say something, but now no one will know what she said except herself.

She stopped in front of the girl, and gently scratched her white skin with scissors. The girl's body trembled more violently, and a knife mark that was not very deep appeared on her skin, and the blood dripped drop by drop along her arm. on the ground.

Otoya became excited, only blood can make her excited, only blood can make her feel the meaning of life, only blood can make her feel that she is still alive.

One cut, two cuts... After countless cuts, the girl closed her eyes.

Perhaps she is the luckiest among these people, because waiting for death is often more painful and difficult than dying directly. At least in the heart, there is a lot less torture.

Blood filled the entire garage. Looking at her bloody hands and scissors, she looked up at the girls covered in bright red. She was breathing, breathing the scent of blood.

Looking at all this, as if admiring her work, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

It was late at night, so peaceful.

Even so, it still can't calm the restlessness in Otoya's heart. She knows that her desire is getting stronger and stronger, but the blood of the girls can no longer satisfy her. She feels like a person who has been taking drugs all year round and suddenly put him All the ways to receive goods are cut off. Whether it is in the heart or in the body, it is an unbearable pain.

She doesn't know what can satisfy her now, she is confused and irritable.

Looking at myself in the mirror, the people in the mirror have long since lost their original spirit.

It takes a long time for Otoya to recognize the person in the mirror even when he sees it himself.

She stared at the person in the mirror, and at the same time the other person was looking at herself.

Otoya just felt very upset, but there was nowhere to vent. The more emotions accumulated, she couldn't stand it anymore, and punched the mirror.

The glass cut through her hand, looking at the shards of glass all over the floor, a trace of blood rushed into her brain, she began to get excited, a kind of pleasure gushed out from the deepest part of her heart.

"Hehe, finally," she smiled, trembling, "I finally found it."

Otoya pulled out the scissors from his waist, and gently and slowly scratched his arms. There was no trace of pain on her face, but a face that was almost distorted.

The bursts of pain mixed with blood made her more excited. She stretched out her tongue to lick the blood on the scissors, and the sharp scissors cut her tender tongue.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, making her unable to control herself, and the scissors were cut across her body over and over again.

One knife, two knife...

The author has something to say: Yizai "Where is NC! Should we talk about our ideals in life!"

[I won't tell you that she has absconded in fear of crime

Otoya "Where did she go!"

[The small pavilion downstairs next door

Otoya "Understood! NC you wait!"

[The small theater below

Haruki "Isuke sama~."

Haruki "sama~."

Haruki "Isuke~."

Chunji "Well, sama doesn't talk about others anymore, does sama not love me anymore?"

Yijie [throws the pillow under his head at Chunji, "Don't you even look at what time it is!"

Haruhi "Hmm... 3:01."

Yisuke: "Why don't you make it so easy!"

Yisuke "Go to sleep on the sofa!"

Haruki "Isuke~sama~Isuke sama~."

Yisuke pushes the person out of the room, ignoring.