In A Corner Of The World

Self-Indulgence, Pain Or Pleasure?

"You stupid mutt. Aren't you ashamed? For that matter, can you even do anything right?"

A gloved hand reached through the remaining body of the decapitated demon. There was no blood, only an empty hole where the heart was gaping due to the now retracted hand.

What the male student pulled out was a small light yellow crystal. He'd fed it a few drops of blood from a newly opened cut on his wrist he'd made before tossing it aside.

The crystal acted like a certain life stone as a dim glow radiated off of it before a body began to form around it. In only a few moments the demon had completely regenerated his body from almost nothing.

He'd blinked his eyes a few times before looking at the familiar scene before him. That also meant he looked behind him, seeing the younger brother that treated him as no less than a dog.

"G-Galen! W-w-why a-are you h-here!?"

"Shut up! When did I say you could talk to me so casually?! Do you even know the extent of the repercussions because of this little stunt?!"

The identical twin brothers had very different reactions from seeing each other. Galen raised his foot to step on his elder brother's head before Solus tackled him to the floor, not without having half his head shot through first.

It was the precise attack of the Saint of Diligence. Her bodyguard laughed on the side as an uneasy fog prevented him and the two other students next to him to advance any closer to the pair.

"Gahahaha! Talk about deja vu li- Saintess! Gahahaha!!!"

It was a hysterical laugh that earned him another scolding from the Saint he served that could be heard clearly through the room. Surprisingly, the only normal pair in this infirmary room were the main characters of this story, Kallian and Caelus.

"Caution. It is poisonous. Warning. Do not inhale or make contact with it. Explanation. If even slightly inhaled or touched it can, at best, make you bleed through every hole in your body, or, at worst, completely melt your body upon contact."

Caelus had stepped back as he covered his and Kallian's mouth with his hand while explaining. For once, being a Representative was proving useful for him due to the information about each member he'd collected.

And yes, this Galen Fucile was a Representative, a missing one at that. If one recalled he was one of the missing students named during the last in-depth meeting with the RSC.

How was this relevant to this plot you may be asking? Well, let's take a look back on what Representatives are. In simple terms, they are the top of their respective class in whatever field from potionology to demonic history.

Of course, that included powerful and simply horrifying subjects too like what was seen here. Galen Fucile was not simply a genius in the field of poisons, he was an innovator of more, well, lethal poisons that others would never dream of.

Well, it was easy to see how he so easily created those poisons now. With the existence of such a convenient experimental subject he could test all he wanted until he achieved the maximum result.

In conclusion, Galen was human trash. Toxic human trash even.

"Weiss, it would seem the masters are in trouble."

"Nisha, there is no need to state the obvious."

Two separate voices were heard from beyond the poisonous cloud of death separating the two groups. One male and one female figure had suddenly appeared without so much as a sound to indicate so.