At dusk, before the streetlights had come on, the sky had already darkened.
Two figures walked into the mouth of the alley, one following the other.
To Yu Wenjin, the biggest difference between men and women was that women screamed louder when they saw its combat form.
No matter how fast it swung its blade or how precisely it aimed, it couldn't guarantee that its prey wouldn't make a sound.
So it preferred hunting men. They tended to make less noise, though this way of categorizing people was still rather crude and failed to account for individual differences.
It had eventually learned to be smarter about it. Usually, it would follow its prey for a while, then wait until they reached a secluded area before sending out its bone blade to stab them just below the heart from behind.
This method had always worked well.
Of course, during its hunts, it had also received offers to join up with others of its kind. It had turned them down.
It didn't like sticking together in groups. Only cattle and sheep traveled in herds.
Anyway, it had hunted according to the method it had worked out, and the so-called Special Affairs Bureau hadn't noticed it.
That day, as usual, it left home to find something to eat.
The prey it followed this time was a boy about high school age. It wasn't particularly satisfied with his build; he wasn't sturdy enough.
But it was having bad luck today and hadn't come across anyone better. Besides, the boy had been wandering along deserted back roads, so it had no choice but to settle for this offering.
Riiip—
Its head split open, turning into a mass of indescribable strips of flesh.
One strip sharpened into a bone blade at the tip and shot toward