(A/N: Bonus Chapter).
A rather scary drawing was held in the almond-coloured hands.
It was surprisingly detailed with the blood that sprayed from the cartoon-ish lizard- ahem, dinosaur spilling from an acute opening on its neck.
The chainsaw was drawn with motion indicating lines over its jagged teeth, giving it a rather menacing image. Apparently no one was holding it.
The girl looked at the man with a pouting face as she then folded her arms, as if she felt offended.
The man sighed as he looked at her intently. This little brat.
"This is how you cope, right? With mom and dad's death. The horrible art and the... steel music?"
"..."
The girl didn't respond at first as she hung her head instead. One could see that she had complex emotions building up within her in relation to this subject.
The man sighed once again, his expression softening.
