She is not an investigator.

If there is truly no risk involved, then she seems to have no reason to refuse the opportunity to try.

Is this also for Little Red Riding Hood?

"But I have another question."

"I know what you want to ask, why you, right?"

The man pushed up his glasses and gave a mysterious smile.

Where were you last night, between 10 and 11 pm?

"..."

Igris's expression vanished, even her last shred of hesitation disappeared, replaced by an exceptionally dangerous aura.

The fact that someone is trying to pry into her life, whatever their purpose, is unpleasant enough.

"Don't be too nervous. It's not that I want to target you. It's just that you've made too much of a fuss. Do you know how many excuses I had to come up with to barely keep it under control? Anyway, if you can do it, you should know what it means."

"..."

"That's all I have to say."

The man stood up and extended his hand to Igris.

What do you think?

"..."

Igris was silent for a moment, then stood up, looked at his outstretched hand, and slapped it aside.

"make a deal."

The Bizarre Stage Play – The Book of Secrets: Chapter Forty-Nine, Restraint

"Will you fight, or will you run away? I've always been interested in your body structure; you're like a bunch of animals stitched together... Maybe I could try it out. What animals do you like? Perhaps I could sew them onto your body to make you stronger."

"..."

The mocking voices and derisional words prolonged her life second by second, but they were also destroying her sanity.

These red mists are constantly eroding the minds of everyone who strays into them, making them irritable, agitated, and unable to remain calm.

Her body trembled, her blood boiled, and those humiliations and tragedies resurfaced before her eyes once again.

She watched as it killed those who were kind to her, her family who were willing to take her in, her future friends, and her new home.

Helplessness, anger, madness—countless emotions controlled her body, making her hands and feet feel both incredibly heavy and incredibly agile.

She didn't want to run anymore; perhaps she couldn't escape anyway. There was only one outcome for her: to die here.

"Oh, right, right... I also ran into a guy on my way here."

"...?"

Little Red Riding Hood reacted, which made her very happy, and she knew that she had found her way.

She is someone who can temporarily hide the pain of the past, so her mind is often stronger and she is not so easily influenced.

Of course, everyone has weaknesses.

"He was wearing a ridiculous mask, like a clown... Do you know him? Is he your friend? That's a shame, you've probably lost another friend."

Within that body, a mixture of flesh and armor, an iron mask was thrown out and landed at Little Red Riding Hood's feet.

The iron surface was stained with blood, and half of it had vanished.

"That guy was more fragile than I thought. I just pinched him... just a little pinch on his head, and his head exploded. Are all you humans this fragile? Oh, I almost forgot, maybe you're not even human... because you want to be human, so you keep coming into contact with these fragile creatures and killing them one by one... You're the one who killed them all."

"—!"

Clang!

A loud metallic clang echoed across the open ground, and Little Red Riding Hood's figure vanished from its spot, appearing before it.

Her claws and tail hooks made her attacks dangerous and deadly, but they seemed powerless against that body.

"You finally couldn't hold back anymore? You couldn't control your anger, lost all reason, and tried to take my life with a chaotic attack."

"—!"

She wanted to shout something, but perhaps because she was too angry, her throat even forgot how to make a sound, and her body was trembling.

"Your recovery ability seems quite good... How about I see how long you can live?"

As it spoke, it suddenly grabbed Little Red Riding Hood's tail and ripped it off before she could even struggle.

Crimson blood spurted out and splashed onto the ground, and her body surged forward again at that moment.

Compared to normal humans, she has a higher tolerance for pain, but this will not bring her a good end.

"—!"

"And... an arm?"

Click.

The sound of bones shattering rang out clearly as its hand gripped her arm tightly, crushing it and lifting her into the air.

She struggled, she tried to resist, but she didn't even have the ability to utter a curse.

"I'm going to dig a hole in your stomach... and see if your internal organs can grow back."

Its killings are simple; it's purely for amusement.

Without the constraints of humanity and without limitations from all sides, it might never have felt that what it did was too excessive.

For it, catharsis seems to be the only opportunity it can enjoy.

"It's a pity the knight isn't here; he would have been very happy to see this."

It smacked its lips, looked at the armor on its body, and suddenly felt a little bored.

"I'll kill you—"

"Ah, you finally said your first words. I thought you were mute."

It laughed, a very happy laugh, seemingly because it had achieved its goal, or perhaps because it was satisfied with it.

So it picked up the broken tail from the ground and waved it in front of Little Red Riding Hood.

“Remember what I did last time? Yes… tie it around your neck and use it to hang you up… How long can you hold on this time? I hope you can hold on a little longer.”

"—"

"Anyway, there's still plenty of time, and no one will stop me... Indeed, rather than possessing a living person and being tormented by their conscience, it's better to just find a corpse... Although I'll probably have to change bodies soon."

"..."

Little Red Riding Hood's body had gone limp; she was completely powerless to struggle anymore, due to lack of oxygen, the constant bleeding from her body, and her almost completely exhausted strength.

"So you lasted even less than last time...?"

Its words suddenly stopped, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in its mind.

It's strange that he could feel that strange sensation; the fact that he could feel it was strange enough.

It's like something is fighting over its brain.

Not many, but they do exist.

Who could it be, the nearly half-dead beast girl, or those cowboys who are practically dead?

still…

"...?"

boom--!

A loud banging sound suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the entire town. The powerful impact instantly caused it to lose its balance and even fly away.

The little red hat fell to the ground from her hand, and with her restraints released, she rolled over on the ground, panting heavily.

Her vision, blurred by lack of oxygen, slowly returned. She looked up and saw the figure who should have been dead slowly walking forward, picking up half of a mask that had fallen to the ground.

"—"

That's... Wilson?

He's still alive? How could he possibly still be alive?

"Ah...ah? What are you? No, you should be dead...I've crushed your head, you're just an ordinary person, you should be dead...What exactly are you?!"

It stood up straight, looking at the being that even it could hardly understand with a mixture of confusion and fear.

"..."

He didn't answer, but simply gripped the iron rod in his hand even tighter.

That was his weapon, bent completely from the force of the blow, its shape almost indistinguishable from a crowbar.

Of course, it is not a crowbar.

“You… oh, I see, you’re stealing my power… you’re stealing… but how is that possible? You can’t possibly stay sane, you should…”

boom--!

He had no intention of exchanging anything with the guy in front of him.

The only thing he was willing to communicate with was the iron rod in his hand.

The Bizarre Stage Play – The Book of Secrets: Chapter Fifty, Sacrifice

He was more furious than anger itself, yet he still maintained his rationality.

He should have been prepared for everything he experienced during his first dream.

The red mist had long since invaded his body, but it was quiet and peaceful.

It was willing to coexist with this special guy, something that had never happened before.

Later, something appeared that attracted its attention. For the first time, it became restless and even took complete control of its body while it was dormant, trying to find that thing.

But it still didn't try to harm him, because they had always been able to coexist.

As—a partner?

"You're asleep? No, you're not, you're dead... You should be dead. Original Sin's task is complete, why won't it leave? No, it shouldn't be... I don't understand, clearly, that was me? What exactly was that?"