"Is she dead?"
"That stupid woman is far too stupid. She doesn't deserve to be Spookyboogie at all. But no matter what, Spookyboogie cannot disappear. This is for everyone's happiness..."
No One Knows Your Face
"Heh."
A sarcastic smile bloomed at the corner of Mido's lips. With an easygoing air, he took out a vinyl tarp, a laser saw, surgical scalpels and scissors, and an industrial juicer. This juicer was nothing like the traditional kind. It should have been called a high-intensity pulverizer. Even hard bones could be thoroughly crushed, making it the perfect tool for disposing of evidence.
"As long as this stupid woman disappears into thin air. Completely... without leaving a single trace."
Those words carried a dark terror.
"I believe you can do even better. You can perfectly take on the role of Spookyboogie..."
Makishima's smile was always so gentle and ghostly, giving off an aura that made people want to approach him while also making them feel cold.
"You'll be even more perfect than Hayama Kimihiko's talisman."
As he spoke, Mido had already made his preparations. The pulverizer gave off a hum as it spun at high speed, ready to carry out its task flawlessly.
"Let's get to work."
Mido's smile had not yet faded.
Spookyboogie's chatroom.
Lemon Candy appeared inside. Akane Tsunemori was about to meet the room's owner, Spookyboogie, and she was actually a little uneasy.
"That really is terrible."
"Sorry, I..." Akane Tsunemori was nervous inside, but she did not know how to explain herself. Ashamed, she lowered her head.
"Let me offer you a piece of valuable advice... If apologies worked, what would we need the police for? Such a massive disturbance was caused by your negligence, yet talisman got away. Do you know how terrible the consequences are? My social