Third POV
After a few restless moments of tossing and turning, Nachio sat up on his bed. He rubbed his eyes and turned to the clock resting on his desk.
'4:30?'
It was the middle of the night and he couldn't sleep. That was understandable, knowing his current situation. Tons of people close to him were dying and there wasn't a lot he could do to stop it. He could only hope that it would be all over soon.
'Yeah, that's it. I just have to hope.'
A fit of laughter cut him off. Nachio suddenly looked around, trying to navigate the source.
You sure are an interesting one, aren't you?
The voice was behind him. He could feel arms wrap tightly around his neck, as if to kill him. Nachio panicked and tried to pry the arms off.
It laughed at his attempts.
Hey, those are some pretty flowers don't you think?
"Not really when you have to watch your friends die."
Hahaha, you're so boring.
Finally, the arms released him and It seemingly disappeared. That whole thing had made Nachio tired so he went to sleep successfully.
-Time Skip-
"Nachio! Are you alright?"
Asta was walking with him to the Dining Hall. Unfortunately for him, he had only gotten 2 hours of actual sleep. Which resulted in him looking like absolute crap that morning.
"Physically? No, my neck really hurts and I feel dizzy. Mentally? Also no, I'm so tired I walked into my door twice. Plus our current situation."
Asta nodded trying her best not to laugh, understanding his complaints.
After a few moments of silence, they finally reached the Dining Hall meeting Azuse on the way.
"Oh, hey Azuse!" Asta greeted her, while Nachio simply gave her a small wave.
"Hm.. What are you two, a couple?"
"W-wha. WHAT?"
Nachio's face twisted with confusion.
Azuse rolled her eyes, "You two are so close to each other even a blind person can see how close you two are! Are you dating or not?"
"We're not a couple! We don't even know each other!" Asta denied but it was clear Azuse wasn't buying it.
"Let's just go in already, I'm kinda hungry." Nachio interrupted.
With one final glare at each other, they finally opened to doors Dining Hall. Surprisingly, no body was in the room.
"Everyone else must be asleep or something." Azuse crossed her arms.
"This must be a first for you, huh Nachio?" Asta joked.
Nachio was walking to the kitchen about to reply but then...
"Hey, do you two smell that or is it just me?"
The two girls turned to the male.
Asta shrugged, "No, I don't smell anything."
"Describe it." Aku advised.
Nachio turned to them, "You know how blood smells right? It's like really strong over here." He pointed at the Kitchen door.
Asta, followed by Azuse, rushed over to him. "You don't think..."
Suddenly, someone else entered the room.
Imi had entered, "Oh you three, good morning. Is something the matter?"
Azuse decided to explain, "Mr.I-need-sleep over here said he smells blood and we think someone has kicked the bucket."
Imi walked up to them nervously, "Well, where is it coming from?"
They pointed at the kitchen door and Imi walked towards it.
Asta gasped, "W-wait! What are you doing?"
"I'm going to open the door, obviously."
With no other objections, Imi opened the door swiftly.
As they walked inside, the kitchen had blood on the wall and the floor. Soon enough they found another thing in this kitchen... something large or rather someone.
"I-isn't that..." Asta paled.
"You're kidding... this can't..." Azuse was trying her best not to vomit.
"Not another one!" Imi clenched his fist.
Nachio remained silent. He couldn't say a thing as he was trying his best not to voice his anger.
It had came back and was sitting on top on Samuel Yumisa's body, smiling straight at him.
How unfortunate, right Nachio?
Then the dead body announcement played.
How truly unfortunate.
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