Kara no Kyoukai:Chapter02 06
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- Night.
The dark clouds start to shower rain upon the earth. The countless droplets pattering against the ground send a clamor against the hazy night, and the cold air belies the typical March weather. Among the wet bamboo leaves, Kokuto Mikiya stares at the Ryougi mansion. The hand holding his umbrella grows red and sore, and he heaves a great sigh - even he doesn't plan on continuing this voyeuristic charade for much longer. It would be great if the killer were to be caught in the time that he was doing this, but Mikiya has decided to quit if nothing happens for another week.
...Standing in the rain sure is tiring. The coldness and the rain hit hard. Mikiya is just barely getting used to all this.
....Sigh
Not because of the rain but rather as a result of Shiki's actions today. What can Mikiya get across to her when she thinks he doesn't trust her? At that time, Shiki seemed really fragile, so much so that Mikiya thought she was crying.
The rain does not stop.
The black puddles on the ground ripple endlessly.
- A tremendous splash.
- Mikiya turns in the direction of the sound.
- A red figure is standing facing him.
A girl in red. Sodden with rain.
Not even holding an umbrella, the girl is drenched as if she has just come out of the ocean. Her black hair clings to her forehead and her eyes look empty.
"...Shiki"
Mikiya quickly runs to her. How long has this girl been out in the rain? The red kimono is sticking to her ice-cold body. Mikiya hands her the umbrella and takes out a towel from his bag.
"Here, wipe yourself with this. What are you doing? Your house is right there."
Mikiya reaches out his hand. She laughs at his defenselessness.
"...... Huh?"
It happens even before he notices. The hand that reached out to her feels something hot, and Mikiya recoils. A warm sensation flows down his arm.
Cut?
On the arm?
Why?
It doesn't move?
The pain is so sharp, it cannot be perceived as normal pain. It hurts so much that his senses begin to go numb. There's no time for Mikiya to think. The girl in red he thought of as "Shiki" moves. Maybe it's because Mikiya has seen something terrible here already, but his mind is not panicking yet. Jumping back calmly, he runs off.
...No, there was no way he could get away.
The instant Mikiya moves, she dashes towards him. Her speed is beast-like. Mikiya hears a slicing sound from around his feet. Red liquid intermixes with the pooled rainwater. Noticing that it is his own blood, Mikiya falls to the floor, face-up.
"Agh..."
He groans as his back slams into the ground. The girl in red straddles Mikiya's body, determination burning in her eyes. She places her knife at Mikiya's throat. Mikiya can do naught but look up at the events unfolding in front of him.
There is only darkness... and her.
There's no emotion in those black eyes. She is serious, resolute. The tip of the knife touches Mikiya's throat. Maybe because the rain is pouring down on her, the girl looks like she's crying.
But there's no expression. No emotion.
That blank, crying mask of a face is frightening, and at the same time, pitiful.
"Kokuto, say something."
She'll listen to his last words. In spite of his trembling body, Mikiya looks unwaveringly into Shiki's eyes.
"I... don't want to... die..."
These words are not directed at Shiki, but rather at the rapidly impending death itself.
Not at Shiki.
She smiles.
"I want to kill you."
A warm smile.
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