The first person Rin killed was her homeroom teacher in her third year of high school.
When her homeroom teacher boldly called Rin's father a murderer during class, Rin's murderous intent sprang up for the first time in his life. She was so-felt the same feelings as her father.
She understood that this was murderous intent, and that it was perfectly normal for it to happen. and to carry it out.
"Why can't we kill people?"
At that time, Rin looked into her homeroom teacher's eyes, and she told me clearly. Everyone in the class, who had been drawn in by her homeroom teacher's heartless abuse, was even more upset. Her homeroom teacher flinched at Rin's cold, angry eyes as she stared at her.
Rin decided in her heart that she would never let him live. This teacher deserves to die.
From Rin's point of view, he committed that much sin. Regardless of the laws and ethics of the world, Rin is guilty. Decisively sentenced to death. But even so, I don't want to end her life as a murderer because of this guy.
(Even the shitty bastards who should have died were protected by silly laws and human rights that were made before I was born, and killing them would be a crime. This world is wrong)
When Rin learned of her murderous intent, she seriously thought so.
She wondered if there was a way to do it, and came to the conclusion that she had no choice but to borrow the power of the back alley. murdered her homeroom teacher on the day of her graduation. She felt no guilt, and was filled with a pleasant feeling similar to catharsis.
A strong influence on her Rin's life was the presence of her father, who committed her murder.
Rin's father was a famous screenwriter, but another screenwriter who was her friend stole a story he had written and stored and used it in a TV show, which made him furious. Then he killed the screenwriter.
"I'm really sorry that I made you and your mother feel so small. But, that's all. Father did nothing wrong."
Her father said so with a straight face in front of her Rin.
"Other than that, I don't think I've done anything wrong. What my father killed was the lowest possible waste worthy of being killed. That's why I killed him."
When told so, she wanted Rin to believe her father was right. She didn't understand it, but she was trying to force herself to believe it.
But after she got her hands dirty herself, she became convinced that her father was right. She was relieved and understood her father's feelings.
She had no doubt that it was the murdered bastard who was wrong, and that it was this world where it was a crime to kill an undeserved bastard to be killed. .
However, it doesn't mean that she can kill anyone in her Rin.
(Simply speaking, the superiority or inferiority of her ability does not mean that it is worth living. No, I need something different...)
Rin thought that day when he had murderous intent towards her teacher.
"Killing people requires a special standard." Rin doesn't feel like killing anyone who doesn't meet that standard.
(Yes, whether or not it will make an impact on my life that I find interesting while I am alive, and the possibility of doing so—yes, this is it. That is the truth.)
"That was the conclusion of the criteria that Rin came up with."
Believing that once she kills someone, she will only be able to live in a world where those with power can control life and death. I knocked on the gate of Yukioka Research Institute in order to gain the power to live in the world.
"I'm not normal anyway, so I thought it would be better to live in an unusual world."
And in the two years that followed, not once did I have any doubts about her thinking.
On the night after the attack on the formalin-soaked president's 7th branch, Rin was drinking brandy at the counter at a bar called "Tasmanian Devil" that only residents in the back alley could enter.
It is a place where the residents of the back streets here in Anrakuichi are used for gathering information, trading, and interacting for the sake of friendship. It is a space where you can relax and feel at ease.
"Good evening, Rin-chan."
Sitting next to Rin was a girl in a white coat who looked like she was underage, unsuitable for a bar, and called out to her.
"I know you're here often."
"Rin rarely uses this bar." It's not very comfortable here for her, who is notorious for flatly ruining her commissions and is shunned by her backstreet dwellers as her unfaithful groomer.
However, due to the necessity of her information-gathering work, there are times when she has to visit. This is also the case. Although it was just insurance, she had come to ask her familiar freelance informant directly for her request to investigate the formalin-soaked president's movements.
"That's right. All the mice I've worked on have GPS receivers embedded in their bodies. Oh, you can't try to remove them. It's set so that if you try to take them out, you'll die."
Junko speaks with a mysterious crimson glow that is the same as when Rin saw her two years ago, and a cheerful smile that softens the hearts of those who see her. I feel something hot in my chest.
"For what?"
"I'm sorry to reply with a question before that, but why didn't you hit me up yesterday?"
Even if Junko didn't order it, the master dressed in a bear costume placed a glass of brandy in front of her. It's the same brand that Rin is drinking.
"I don't want to kill those children. You don't want to crush the buds."
Rin says what she honestly thinks.
"Isn't it fine if I don't have to kill him? Even if it's just to stun him or force him to give up-"
Junko asked while picking up her glass and shaking it lightly.
"I want to kill each other. I want stimulation.
Rin's policy is that she likes killing each other, but wants to avoid murders she doesn't like if possible.
"If you can do it properly, I can remodel Rin-chan and give her new abilities."
"Oh, I'll do it"
Rin looks at Junko with a smile. Her policy of not killing those she didn't want to kill was also swept away like dust in front of her own desires.
"Besides having it remodeled, I have one more request, is that okay?"
"What?"
"That cute girl who is always with you, I've always wanted to kill her, but I wonder if I can't?"
Junko Yukioka's killer doll, rumored to be the strongest mouse created by Junko Yukioka――Makoto Aizawa. Ever since Rin started out, she was a major name in the back streets, and she admired her.
"Good. By the way, how is Machida-san?"
Rin couldn't help but disgust at Junko, who easily agreed with her smile even though she had asked her out of nowhere. She wonders if she really believes in the boy's power, or if she was actually nothing to Junko.
"I'm fine, and I'm always noisy. Well, it's funny to have another one in my head."
(I'm noisy because you're always in danger)
In response to Rin's words, Machida rushes into her immediately.
"As part of the research to copy the supernatural abilities that individuals have blossomed into without damaging them, it was just a matter of starting with a brain transplant. I don't want it to be transplanted in its entirety."
"It's not interesting to me, so I don't care."
"That's right. That's why I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. Enjoy yourselves, Rin-chan."
After drinking the contents of her glass in one go, Junko stood up from her seat, waved her hand lightly, and left the store.
(I can't help but feel uneasy about that woman's involvement. She's not just a research-minded mad scientist. She's also a hedonistic prankster. She's done all sorts of shit. I don't know if it will come)
"I wonder if Mr. Machida, who has no body, is using my breasts to make a fuss."
In response to Machida, who complained about her anxiety, Rin put his mouth to the glass.
"It's going to be the same as..."
Touya muttered in her mouth while walking the streets at night.
"I'll be the same as Akira."
Having repeated the same words over and over again, Touya was walking towards his house.
It was after Akira that Touya stepped into an extraordinary reality. Akira was the only person Touya could trust. I wanted to walk on the same path as Akira, and I wanted to be on equal footing with him.
I had a hunch, but Akira was in the same unfortunate family environment as I was. However, Akira eliminated it and fell into the alley.
"Just like Akira…I have to finish like Akira."
"Since Akira did it, I have to do it myself." That's what Touya tells himself, but it's not just Akira Doukou. It's something I've held for a long time.
He kept asking himself when was he going to kill that awful father. Akira's actions are the trigger for that.
"I had to do it eventually..."
When he saw her house on the second floor of the apartment, Toya glared at the door of her house and muttered.
As he solidifies his determination not to make a mistake, he remembers all the unreasonable treatment he has received until now, burning his soul with hatred and anger, and staining his heart with murderous intent.
With a heart that had solidified murderous intent, Touya felt supremely comfortable. I don't think many people know that murderous intent born from hatred feels so good, and I even felt a sense of superiority.
She slowly climbs the stairs and opens the door to her apartment. His father was in the room.
His father was dumbfounded when he saw Touya's face. This was a completely unexpected reaction for Toya. I expected him to yell at me in anger because he had left the house without permission. This is the first time I've seen my father's face like this.
"That's not the only unexpected reaction." His father's eyes were filled with tears, and his face was wrinkled.
"Until now...Where have you been walking around! You idiot!"
A crying face with tears and a runny nose. Of course, it was the first time in my life that I saw my father's face like this. In the midst of Toya, I could see that murderous intent dissipated in a blink of an eye.
"I wondered if something happened... how worried I was!"
(Unfair)
Touya whispered to her father who hugged her and burst into tears.
"I can't kill you with this." Even though he wanted to kill him, he wanted to be the same as Akira, but with this he can't.
If you're worried and start crying just because you've been away from home for just a few days, I'd like to tell you why I've always been so hard on you, but I can't. The black feelings that had been inside me for a long time disappeared, and I was left to the feeling of being purified, and not a single word came out of my mouth.
(I can't be the same as Akira...)
Wrapped in a comfortable feeling of liberation, he muttered silently.
"It was a moment when the world changed completely."
"I have now been saved." Even though Akira carries a black cross that he can never put down for the rest of his life.
Toya then silently ate dinner with her father. It was the same convenience store lunch as usual, and the silent dinner was the same as usual, but for some reason, Toya felt like it was a completely different dinner.
"I live in the back alley"
After finishing dinner and calming down, Touya whispered in front of his father.
"I won't live a normal life like going to school and getting a job. I'm going to live a life that's not normal."
"What are you saying..."
The father tried to raise his voice, but he stopped when he saw Touya's determined gaze.
"..."
His father clenched his fists and hung his head, seemingly lost in thought. Of course, it's the first time he's seen something like this. Touya didn't say a word on her own and waited for her father's next words.
"Is it my fault…?"
Toya didn't know how to respond to his father who raised his face and asked with a depressed look.
"You can say that, and you can say it's not." I was dressed to be dragged by Akira, but if his father wasn't like this, my choice might have changed.
"There is that too. I've already decided."
At Touya's answer, his father fell silent again and seemed to be pondering something, but before long he stood up as if nothing had happened, spread out his futon and lie down.
"Father..."
"Is that your revenge on me? Are you making me worry about you every day?"
Lying on his back with Toya's back, my father said in a quiet tone.
"Stop it. Don't be silly. I'm a bad parent, but I can't let you fall into such a world."
The father's voice was quiet, but there was a ringing between anger and lamentation.
"I don't know what the circumstances are, but I won't admit it. If it's my fault, I apologize. If there's something you want me to change, I'll change it.
"Why now! Why now! You've become a good father!"
For the first time, Touya stands up in front of her father, bursting with emotion. And without looking at his father's face, without waiting for a word, he rushed out of the house.
(I decided to live with Akira! In that unusual world. My body has already been remodeled and is no longer normal. I can't turn back! Are you drunk with yourself? But you have to accept it as a fact and prepare yourself!)
While running through the residential area late at night, Touya suddenly had a question after screaming for a while in her mind.
(Akira really wants to live in the back streets. I get it. But what about me?)
Toya stopped running.
(Because I don't want to be separated from Akira, for that reason, I even underwent remodeling surgery...)
"It's too late a question." Did he really fall into the alley by his own will?
"At least I didn't want to fall," I immediately answered. The answer became a thorn, and it pierced deep into Touya's heart.