By hunch, she covered her mouth with the sleeve of her nightwear when she felt her lungs tingly and throbbing. Her stomach felt as if a large hand was clutching, just squeezing it into the wreckage.
"...f— it hurts." She said under her breath.
Yanarym inhaled sharply and exhaled deeply and momentarily did not move for a second. Her expression was showing she was in so much pain just by coughing.
She stared at the sleeve where she coughed and saw the stain of blood on it. She had been coughing blood for the past few days. It was because she consumed a different kind of poison. She was not terminally ill, or at least she would like to believe that she was healthy.
Guide-sama: "Your internal organs—"
"Don't say a thing." Yanarym knew what Guide-sama was about to say.
Her internal organs were on the verge of disintegrating.
She could feel it.
