happiness experiment

"Even if you put him in the lamp, you can't save him."

The witch-killer holds the black hard hand (rabbit hole) gun to the priest's head.

"Don't worry, this lamp is considered a holy weapon anyway, even if you use up all the guns, it won't hurt you at all." Olka was pressed against the gun and thought for a while, then sat down on the ground, "It's a pity that the capacity is only one person. No, I don’t have to sit on the ground anymore.”

"He always comes out."

"Don't worry about this. I have stored food for about three to five years, and there are mountains, waters, fields, and cute elves. He wants to live in it for a lifetime." Oerka said with eyes closed. .

"Why do you close your eyes?"

The witch cooperatively aimed her (rabbit hole) gun at one of the priest's eyes.

"Too lazy to open it."

Saying that he opened his eyes.

"...I've never seen you slap yourself in the face like this."

"Oh you see now."

"..."

"Olka, you asked me to shoot just now, because you were afraid that he would resist when you used hypnotic magic on him?"

"It's okay, I'm too used to practicing with Bertrell before, he's a bit strong against magic."

"...And you just said that Alia is actually a man, or Pope Bertrell, and you put him in the lamp to distract my attention?"

The witch's hand holding the gun trembled slightly.

"The purpose is correct, but what I said is true."

"...Fuck."

The witch went away in surprise.

"..."

A bullet grazed someone's temple.

"...Fuck."

He couldn't help but swear.

"Well, how should I put it, life is really full of miracles." The setting of the big sister who is very fond of becoming a big brother makes the witch's eyes wander, "Anyway, go to hell."

"Hey, don't force me to ask how I let the person out of the lamp?"

"That's not necessary," the witch pressed his forehead again, "You know what I want."

"The vitality that blooms before death, the contradictory beauty of the border between life and death that cannot be depicted by painting."

"It feels like after you die, even if you kill Bertrell, you won't feel any vitality from him anymore."

Olka laughed even more heartily upon hearing this.

"I think so."

"boom--"

……

"Actually, I really don't want to die."

Said a certain master Xiong who was in heaven and earth.

"You're right, I don't want to kill those who want to die."

A witch with a disgusted face said.

"Then don't die..."

In a trance, the bear child who was crying like a little cat, whimpered and shouted.

"Betrel..."

That was the last light recalled by the death knell priest before he stopped his bell.

———Boundary Rabbit———

"Bang—bang bang—"

If the witch who cast the curse knew that her seal was broken by another witch in such a simple and rude way... She must have come to make friends with her happily holding an umbrella in the sun.

Of course, this is something.

At this time, the witch-killer who interprets the aesthetics of violence has opened the box.

"I thought about not killing you," said the witch who was staring at her friend, "but I can't help it, Ley, I want to witness your death."

This pair of ocean-like blue gemstones reflecting the starlight can lose their luster a little bit under my gaze, which is the most anticipated carnival for a witch.

"... Massa."

The teenager got out of the box, stretched his muscles and bones, and then closed the box again to isolate the confused child from this farce.

"I've always... enjoyed looking at your paintings."

"You are always cheerfully holding palette and brush, constructing the world in your eyes on the canvas."

"That world is full of strength in the face of death, determination in the face of danger, and unyielding in difficult situations..."

Before the truth hidden under the bright colors was exposed, this girl who sang life was so dazzling that he felt ashamed.

"But I won't draw anymore."

The girl said with a smile.

"Yeah, I already knew."

The young man who knew the truth smiled bitterly.

"I like you, Ley," she said. "I'll give you the best things I can think of."

"……I know."

Those were the words she said when she proposed to him. At that time, he cried and hugged her tightly, but rejected her again.

"I'm afraid I'll ruin the world in your eyes."

He answered her thus.

Maybe I had a premonition then...

Seeing the girl silently raising her gun, he sighed softly.

"I like you, Massa."

"I already knew that too."

Girl keeps smiling with tears.

"boom--"

The witch wiped away tears by kissing the boy's smile.

She thinks that she loves life, the life that can only bloom with light in the second before it disappears.

The child watching through the gap was puzzled.

"Ah-ah-"

A purple-eyed crow fell over the gap, causing the child to flinch back and hit his head.

"Ugh..."

"Are you... 'Devil's Chef' Timelia?"

asked the witch who was hugging her lover's corpse.

After all, there is only one executioner in this world who has his own demon familiar.

Without even looking at her, Timelia walked up to the box and kicked it in half.

"Woo QAQ"

The child was frightened to death by the sudden violence.

"...Evil-eating demon? Searle was replaced?"

He was carrying the corpse of a certain priest in his left hand, and the lamp of a certain Pope in his right hand, looking at the box and muttering.

"Woo..." The child swallowed timidly, "Want to help?"

Then summoned many crows, trying to help Timilia carry the corpse.

"..."

The child's eyes are familiar to the bloody blood red.

Timelia lifted his foot expressionlessly, hooked up the child's collar and threw him into the air, then caught him with Olka's body.

"..."

Fay's body is a hundred times more terrifying than Fay's QAQ

Tremblingly, the child holding on to the body of the sacrificial brother cried out in his heart.

"..."

The witch, who was also holding a dead body, said that she was really sick.