If they got close to it, they would be grabbed by the hand that came out of the darkness.
If they turned their eyes away, it would slide up silently.
If they wanted to live, the only way was to stare at it while retreating. Until it disappeared from their sight, they would run as far as they could. Coincidentally, this was something that they could not do when they were trapped in the dressing room.
For a moment, the two of them, who had survived the crisis until now, could only stare at the slowly rolling darkness through the crack of the door. Neither of them dared to move.
"Do you still want to kill me?" Konstantinai suddenly asked in a hoarse voice.
Yuumaru did not even think about it.
"Of course," he said honestly.
"What a coincidence, I also want to kill you." She licked the salty blood on her mouth again. When her tongue slid across the wound, she felt a tingling sensation in her nerves. "Don't blame me … I have a conjecture, and I want to try it. That's why you have to die."
"What conjecture?" Yuumaru looked into the darkness and asked.
"Can a dead man's gaze stop it?" Konstantinai raised her left hand and sucked her finger. "Besides, I like cherries very much."
It had a purplish-black luster, and it was firm and bouncy. The moment her teeth cut through the skin of the cherry, there was an almost inaudible sound of flesh tearing. She broke through the resistance and sank deep into the thick flesh … She liked cherries very much.
"Cherries?" Yuumaru was startled.
She swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"So we both have the same goal," Yuumaru said slowly when she did not answer, "to kill each other and survive tonight?"
As soon as his voice fell, Konstantinai's right hand moved like lightning and stabbed the dressing table. The other earring needle made a crisp sound on the table. This time, Yuumaru retracted his hand from the eyebrow trimming knife in time.
Konstantinai reached out to grab the eyebrow trimming knife, but he grabbed her wrist. His body temperature burned into her skin, making her shiver.
When Yuumaru twisted her wrist, the earring needle that was knocked askew earlier also pierced into his skin.
Almost at the same time, they released each other. Yuumaru grabbed for the eyebrow sword for the second time. Constantine smashed a perfume bottle into his knuckles, sending the thin pink eyebrow sword flying into the air and falling into the darkness.
Their gazes remained fixed on the darkness.
A hand that once belonged to an unknown person stretched out from the darkness and grabbed the Eyebrow Saber. With a pull, the saber and the saber disappeared into the rolling darkness.
Silence reigned in the room. After a while, Constantine said in a low voice, "Well, it's a triangular stalemate. No one can move."
"You just said that you like cherry …" Sonoru Azumaru looked into the darkness and suddenly asked, "Did killing me give you an appetite?"
"I don't know."
After a while, Constantine tapped his temple. "I was shocked when I was a child. I can't tell the difference between appetite, sex (not in brackets) and bloodlust. "
She didn't know why she would say this. Perhaps she finally felt that she might not see tomorrow.
"Father?" he guessed.
Constantine paused. "No, the other one."
"My adoptive father." Sonoru Azumaru thought for a while and explained, "But, it wasn't an electric shock."
Constantine looked at the darkness at the doorway for a while.
"Did it just appear in this world tonight … an hour ago?" she murmured. "And we happened to be the first ones to discover it?"
Sonoru Azumaru asked in a low voice, "What time did you let the group of people to get on the train?"
"2: 45."
"It was 3: 20 when we arrived at the rooftop," he said while thinking. "When we made our move, the people in the second train had all turned into darkness. That is to say, this thing should have gotten on the train halfway and swallowed your subordinates … "
"My freight train does not stop on the way," Constantinet reminded him.
"Yes," Sonoru Azumaru said. "It might have moved from the back of the train to the second carriage, or it might have fallen from some track in the air … No matter how it got on the train, I think this thing should have existed somewhere in the Free City long before the train left."
Constantine raised her eyebrows slightly. Unless a sci-fi setting suddenly appeared in life — for example, it opened a space transmission or something like that — otherwise, Sonoru Azumaru's speculation did make sense.
As a result, she couldn't help but have a doubt.
Even at 3: 30 in the morning in the Free City, there were still lights everywhere, advertising signs in commercial buildings, street lamps, 24-hour shops … Not to mention a few hours later?
So, why didn't anyone find this darkness, why didn't it cause any disturbances?
In addition to the gaze, was the light also inhibiting it — no, wait …
Constantine suddenly understood, and he almost couldn't hold back the shiver that rose from his body.
Sonoru Azumaru couldn't look away, and he couldn't see out of the corner of his eye … So, he still didn't seem to know that her left hand was still on the light switch of the makeup mirror.
She slowly and silently touched the light switch.
In her right hand was the bottle of perfume that had just been used to hit his hand.
She felt that her teeth had already sunk into the cherry skin, and with just a little more force, the layer of dark purple luster would shatter between her lips and teeth.
While trembling uncontrollably, Constantine turned off the light with a snap.
Darkness engulfed the dressing room in an instant. At the same time, Constantine raised her hand and smashed the bottle of perfume against the wall on the right.
"You —"
Sonoru Azumaru had only shouted one word when the crisp sound of the bottle breaking reverberated in the room. Constantine's eyes were fixed on the empty space in front of her. She couldn't tell where was the real darkness and where was the darkness that enveloped the dead. She didn't know how long she could stand there in one piece.
The sweet scent of the flowers hung thickly in the air, and she had never felt the pulse of life so vividly as to-night.
As if she felt Sonoru Azumaru's slight movement through her hair, Constantine immediately turned on the light again.
The light spilled down from the top of the dressing mirror behind her, illuminating the darkness in front of her.
In just two or three seconds, the darkness had already reached through the door and more than half of the room. It was now only four or five steps away from her. As soon as the light came on, it was like a wooden doll that was frozen in place by Constantine's gaze. Slowly, it rolled in the air. Its pale face floated in the darkness as if it was measuring the distance and trying to see if it could reach out and grab her.
'It's over,' Constantine thought as she stared at the darkness in front of her. She had forced herself to keep her eyes open, and now she was tearing up a little.
At least, one of them was going to die.
She still didn't know if the light had any effect on the darkness, but it was obvious that human gazes only had meaning when the light existed.
In order to make Sonoru Azumaru's gaze fall on the darkness one step later than hers, Constantine tossed the bottle of perfume in the darkness while she stared straight ahead. It was obvious that Sonoru Azumaru didn't subconsciously turn his gaze in the direction of the sound.
She didn't know when the darkness had surged in front of Sonoru Azumaru. She didn't even have to measure the distance anymore.
It was close enough to Sonoru Azumaru.
Perhaps someone's face surfaced from the darkness. Constantine heard the young man call out in a hoarse voice, "… Takashi."
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