One more chapter after this, and the Hot Milk series would finally come to an end.
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Everyone had something to believe on.
They look up to it on their daily basis.
We both had different beliefs, Sato.
"You believed...if we run away... We'll be together forever. Right, Sato?" Y/n said.
"I....on the other hand, believed something else."
"At that hospital, I thought I saw you in me. But when I found out you were alive, I was disappointed. I believed... that if one of us dies... Our souls tie to one another, and that way... We'll be together forever." Y/n said.
As she walked closer and closer to Sato.
"You know I love you... Right?"
Y/n asked.
Sato just stood there. Speechless.
He was out of words. He had been outsmarted by the girl he loved.
While lost on his own thoughts,
Y/n pinned him down to the floor.
"I love you...."
"So die."
Without warning, Y/n raises her shiv up to the air, and brutally landed on Sato's chest.
His mouth spurted a fountain of red.
Y/n leaned her face close to Sato's.
Their foreheads touching.
"I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you."
Y/n chanted, her eyes closed. Yet her hands continued to stab Sato on the chest again and again.
Sato weakly held up a bloody hand to her cheek.
He gently stroke it, blood smearing on her cheek.
With one last weak smile, Sato's eyes closed forever.
Loud pounds were heard from outside the house.
"Miss, Open up! Open up!!" A chorus of male voices yelled outside.
Y/n didn't listen, but she kept stabbing.
The door was kicked open and an army of police men marched in, their guns pointing.
It was a horrifying sight.
But Y/n only smiled.
The policemen pried off the shiv away from Y/n, and separated her away from Sato.
Letting her sit, and lean on the wall.
"Don't move!" They said.
"Sir, can I make a call to my sister?" Y/n requested.
They hesitated, but gave her the phone.
Y/n contacted Yuna's phone number.
"Hello? Y/n?"
Y/n fell silent.
"獣"
(Sis...)
"いーおヴェで姫"
(I loved him.)
"うぁた？減っぉ？部屋"
(What? Hello? hey!)
Y/n hanged up the call.
The police were mortified at the sight.
Putting the girl in handcuffs, and leading her out to the door, and to the police car.
The people around, whispered.
Some were shocked to see their neighbor bloody.
Some were even scared, since they witnessed Y/n wearing a smile.
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The Sin Jar | Sequel to Hot Milk
RomanceIt's been two years. A bunch have changed. Y/n's all grown up. She's no longer naive. She's all clever, and sharp. But that doesn't mean she's been living peacefully, for the last two years. Nightmares haunt her. Weird, perverted teachers stalk her...
