Prologue: Heat Stroke

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—The dressed was a mask to hide it's façade

A cat girl standing amdist the door, holding an iron bucket of scorching metal. Sizzling, frothty iron began foaming, and soon, they formalized to a bubble that pops with it's mass overstock.

—Subaru seeing this, his eyes narrowed with teeth clattering, his face was intertwined with fear and horror, and soon, it ran sensibility all around his body.

His legs quivering, his hands and fingers shaking, his heart pulsing with burning passion. And until now, all he could do is coward in fear.

"N-no..."

Backing away, he struggles but-with an unknown determination, was able to pull his foot to make some distance but-he felt a cold,hard sensation blocking him, only it made tangible by flagstones touching his hand then his back, he kept backing away with his senses dulled until he couldn't seemingly able to move farther away anymore.

"Ferris. Please..."

Leaning over the wall, he could sob due to fear of the pain the bucket of melted iron would inflict on him.

Then, the person holding the bucket of molten iron spoke. "Tell me how I could cure Crusch-sama, and I wouldn't resort to this method. Pride."

As that question was brought, her voice was sharp and quiet, her expression was concealed by a shadow, but yet Subaru had foreseen her gaze behind.

It was an impassive eyes, only anger, hatred, disgust, determination, and fear. But with courage, it left the shadows to reveal what's inside.

The same outcome Subaru had concluded, those revolting eyes of establishing horrendous commitment to him.

With an unwavering hatred and anger directly at him-he came to a foregone conclusion that an imminent happening will revolve here.

Not pleasant nor bearable, it was thoroughly weave him to threshold to endure an upcoming torment.

"———"

"You're not answering meow. It looks like it'll have to retort to my way of now, meow."

The cat girl extends her arms in a 90-degree angle as firm and steady straight, she aim her index finger to Subaru.

"——!"

Despite the distance, the gesture was only an indirect sign for the palpability of its power. Whilst something triggered an abnormality to his core—was a scorching pain he couldn't relate quickly as soon as it burst through his core.

A pain ignites a reaction as soon, he felt his blood intensified, an enrage gravity that triggers an excruciating boiling point throughout his entire body. It burns—

—his throat hurts, his eyes hurt, his hand burns, his foot burns, his skin burns, his blood burns, his brain burns, his limbs burns, his body burns. It burns. It burns. Burnsburnsburnsburnsburnsburnsburnsburnsburnsburns-

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!! Graaaaaaaahhhaa!!"

-It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Ithurtsithurtsithurtsithurtsithurts-!

His blood was literally boiling, his internal and external was simmering, and the sweltering heat steamed his brain. Thus, nimbus clouded his vision.

"—It's not over, meow."

From his burning ears, he heard someone's voice other than his bloodcurdling cry. The same voice of a cat girl but—her arms are highly held upwards whilst the bucket she hold was atop her head.

And then...

The bucket of molten iron was forcibly thrown to him. Once wherseas, hot sizzling iron spread over parts of his skin, the feeling of his blood boiling was still there, but a new sensation recruited in the pain.

—The feeling of molten iron roughly scraped against his skin with scorching heat.

—The feeling of his meat being harshly burned, the scorching iron that boiled his blood with excruciating pain.

—The overpowering agony that burnt his throat made him want to pull it off of his chest, his heart pulsing hastily with unbearable vengeance.

—Hot, Hot, Hot,

HotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHotHot!

"Arrrrrggghhhhhhh!!"

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