SSS-Class Suicide Hunter Chapter 110

Chapter 110. < The Way She Loves. (2) >

*In case you guys didn't catch the note last chapter: That was an April Fools' chapter and not canon. Anyway, here's a double release to make up for it!*

Translator: thursdays Editor: Yahiko PR: LightBrin

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Then, Raviel Ivansia tightened her grip. To kill a man. To feel everlasting pain.

-Euk, ghk, eup…!

The man's body twisted. Raviel Ivansia's sword penetrated further, deeper in his heart. He let out a painful scream. The scream tore through the space only the two of them occupied .

'I don't want to kill you.'

Raviel Ivansia bit her lips.

'I don't want to lose you.'

But despite her wishes, Raviel Ivansia stabbed the man with increasing strength. She vividly felt everything in her hands. With a touch, his chest caved in. His flesh was lacerated. His heart was pierced, and he kept coughing up blood.

All of these things became Raviel Ivansia's scars.

'More.'

She had to feel it more strongly. She had to engrave this moment as her trauma from now on. So that one day, who knows when, the man she loved could see this sight.

So when the man was about to cough up more blood, Raviel Ivansia stole his lips.

A bloody breath flowed from his heart to her mouth. It was red and sticky. This was her man's warmth. This was her man's blood. This was her man's heart.

Raviel Ivansia shut his mouth so that not a single drop would leak.

The man was dying.

Raviel Ivansia did not blink. She didn't want to miss the moment of her beloved's death, the moment when his complexion turned pale, his movements stopped, and his breath faded—each and every moment was agony for her.

She didn't want to lose him.

She wanted to let herself scream at the world.

She didn't want to lose this man.

What if this moment didn't become her trauma? What if, because of that, all her plans failed? Then she would forget him, and he would lose her. There would be nothing left.

Raviel Ivansia was afraid.

'More.'

For her, fear in itself was a disgrace. It was an insult. But Raviel Ivansia constantly repeated this terrifying scene, unleashing her dire imagination. She deliberately deepened the wound.

She imagined him failing to convince the Tower.

She saw herself forgetting him and living the way she used to before.

She pictured the two of them passing each other in the hallway, unaware.

Wounds piled on top of more wounds.

Then, Raviel Ivansia saw. His death.

Raviel Ivansia understood it. This period was like leftover time. It would be a very brief moment before her man returned. He would probably regress after a few seconds. Caught up in his timeline, she would also regress the same way soon.

Just a few seconds. Only a few seconds.

But those few seconds felt like an eternity to Raviel Ivansia.

She slowly parted her lips.

-Gongja?

There was no answer.

-Gongja.

Ah.

At that exact moment, Raviel Ivansia knew. That was right. This last scene, the absence of an answer.

His unfocused gaze. His lips that stopped as if he had forgotten how to speak. This moment was now a trauma that Raviel Ivansia could never wash away.

Everything was clear.

She had never felt a scar worse than this.

Raviel Ivansia hugged him. She embraced his body, using the few seconds she had left to hold him.

Believing in him.

[Trauma reenactment complete.]

Like I believed in you, you'll believe in me, Gongja.

[Confirming that the subject's psyche is maintained.]

So, we can wait for each other.

I love you.

Chapter end