Mob Yandere

Chapter 183-3

Chapter 183-3

[Part 3/4]

'Oh my. What's so funny? I'd love to know, you know? You can't keep all the fun to yourself, especially not a monkey like you, right?'

The fox cheerfully ordered me to confess everything I knew. Her smile was cold and merciless. She then dug her toes into my side, cracking a few of my ribs like Pocky. I coughed up blood, and her face lit up with satisfaction, like a full moon. She acted like a superior, a ruler, a predator.

Beautiful yet terrifying. Truly, truly terrifying. and... that made it even more ridiculous.

"Ha! Well, that's... true, right? Ugh, you must have some idea... of your own fate. There's no way the clever fox doesn't understand it by now...!!?"

My pointed remark was a gamble for my life, but the punishment for my arrogance never came. In front of me, the black fox narrowed her eyes, creating a serious atmosphere.

...Ah. I knew it. She understands, doesn't she?

'...My cute little step-sister. How will it end?'

She asked with a sharp tone, like an interrogation. Shiro trembled and then began to speak.

"I-I was injured by pursuers in... the barren land..."

'Injured?'

Shiro slowly and carefully formed her words, then fell silent. The black fox urged her to continue. Silence was not allowed.

"...I followed the fate and... you were devoured."

Shiro took a moment of silence to share the truth in a shaky voice. Her face tightened with fear as she finished. It might have seemed weak, especially since she had once prepared for suicide. But Shiro was truly afraid and braced herself for her step-sister's reaction.

'...Hmm. So.'

A surprisingly light reaction. And then, the pressure of the footstep intensified, and I screamed like an animal.

'So you were trying to make some kind of deal, with the avoidance of my death as a condition? Too bad, I can see that you had nothing to do with my death.'

She shrugged, mocking me. With her toes, she skillfully manipulated and twisted her legs, forcing them into the gaps between my ribs. She was toying with me. Screams and cries filled the air.

"Tomobe-san...!!"

'Nice melody. It's like a meat instrument, isn't it? Kouka would be delighted.'

"Please stop...!! Ane-sama!? Please stop, I beg of you...!!"

'Be quiet!'

Shiro rushed to stop the attack, but the black fox glared at her. That look was enough to blind Shiro, who was confused. She collapsed, looking around in panic, as if she had lost her vision. She turned and screamed endlessly, but her voice didn't reach me. Had she lost her ability to speak too? It seemed like all her senses were gone. She was a lost lamb.

'...You've really fooled me thoroughly. You, my step-sister, with the potential to grow nine tails, are truly pathetic. Where did future me go wrong in your education?'

She held her cheek, sighing deeply as if in great distress. The disappointing state of her supposed talented being, and her own failure in raising her that way, seemed to be giving her vertigo.

'Well then... what should I do with you?'

"That's why, I told you earlier, right? Why didn't you use the same technique when you were dying? Why didn't you let your little step-sister use it?"

That's right. That's what's funny. They say youkai foxes should kill in one surprise attack, but it's not just about illusions; it's also about avoiding death through changing the past. That's why it doesn't make sense.

There was time to let Shiro consume herself. So why didn't she use the same technique during that time? Was she weak? If so, then couldn't she have used her clumsy but strong little sister as a battery to help? The black fox should be able to do that.

Something feels off. It's unreasonable. Illogical... no, that's not it. It was probably reasonable and logical. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense.

'...So, I was accepting my own death, right?'

"You did it calmly... you let yourself be devoured. You even seemed satisfied. It's not impossible, right?"

Part of this is from Shiro and part from the original still images or lines... more like imagination. It's a kind of delusion. But it wasn't an impossible story.

'What's the reason? If I was accepting my own death, there must be some purpose, right?'

"Sorry, but... I don't know. It's all my imagination. Just a guess. But you should know yourself best. Right? What do you think?"

At my point, the fox falls silent. She rests her hand on her chin, thinking deeply. She looks troubled. and then...

'What exactly do you want me to do?'

"I want you to make Shiro... recognize that her mother is dead."

'Isn't that something you could actually do by killing her?'

That was a cruel and sadistic remark, but I expected it. So I immediately respond without hesitation.

"That's true. But... she's your sister, right? The sister you trained in the techniques and stayed with until the end? The sister you raised to be a softie?"

That was the truth. The black fox, who had many step-sisters, favored the white fox and could never kill her mother. It didn't make sense, even practically. I wasn't sure if she really spoiled her. She might see the The white fox's brain miso pudding as a secret treat, but it also seemed like a weird way to torment a creature.

"Anyway... If it's found out, I might get stabbed? Don't you think it's a pathetic end to be killed by a sister you trusted?"

'You're quite the silver-tongued devil, aren't you? Of course, a male monkey, you're an expert at talking your way around women.'

The black fox's comments on my ideas were sarcastic and spiteful, full of facts. It was like a bad salesman trying to sell speculation as truth, built on a shaky foundation of sand.

However, the black fox also understood that she couldn't deny it. And... her heart's balance had already tipped.

'...Hmm. Well, that girl over there. Good for you? I'll let you go. Do your best to survive.'

The black fox spoke to the crouching woman, Ine or the lustful princess, with a cold laugh. Her tone hinted at the tough future ahead. Even if the woman survived here, the challenges she would face after being driven from her homeland were endless. It was clear she would likely die somewhere soon, worn out and exhausted.

'So, if there's a possibility, that's good enough, is it? How irresponsible and hateful. I almost want to crush it.'

"Ggh... That's fine by me!"

The sound of bones cracking echoed. The fox and I laughed at each other. Only the mother-princess had an indescribable expression, looking away. She couldn't say anything, just silently accepting her fate. Whose will was this, I wonder...?