The Slaying
"What happened?" Yu Xing pretended to glance to the side, then, seeing something horrifying, her eyes widened, and she took a step to walk in that direction.
His behavior clearly piqued the female chef's curiosity. The female chef, who had been standing motionless, finally showed signs of wanting to move, pinching the hem of her skirt with both hands and peeking slightly forward.
However, it was clear that this level of movement was not enough for her to see through the thick wall and reach the other side.
Each kitchen window led to a connecting passageway. The female chef glanced at the back door and passageway, smoothed her hair, and smiled as she asked Yu Xing, "Excuse me, could you tell me what's going on over there?"
"You should really look at this lady over there; she looks so disheveled." Yu Xing noticed from the female chef's earlier glance that they didn't seem to get along, and said this on purpose.
Each chef looks exactly alike. They had previously guessed they were clones, but now it seems that the malice between them suggests some kind of competition.
On the surface, Yu Xing wore an expression of watching the spectacle, but inwardly she was wondering if the chef's challenge was related to reducing the number of clones.
Just like Tomie Kawakami, every piece of her flesh and blood will grow into a new Tomie, while those clones will try every means to replace the original, even at the cost of killing other "selves" with the same thoughts, appearance, and habits.
"Yes, I really want to see..." The female chef was even more tempted. The shouts from the chef next door had just attracted the attention of many students, and she hesitated a little.
Zhao Yijiu hid in the shadows below the window, holding the female chef's cleaver in her hand.
He looked at the female chef he had pulled to the ground and gagged with a rag from the counter, unmoved by her pitiful gaze.
He knew that the scream had drawn a lot of attention, but the students weren't coming over because they were wary of the trap. After all, being tricked into punishment by traps set by the school and teachers was nothing new for students of St. Johnis Middle School.
He had to kill the female chef in front of him before anyone capable of stopping it arrived.
"Waaah..."
The female chef's clothes were disheveled as she fell, especially the hem of her short skirt, which flipped up messily, revealing a fair complexion that was not usually seen.
"Don't hurt me... it hurts so much..." The rag was stained red with her lips, and she murmured indistinctly. Zhao Yijiu could only vaguely make out this sentence.
The female chef's actual Combat Power seems to be about as poor as the Doctor in the school building.
Zhao Yijiu gripped the kitchen knife tightly.
He had just used his ability to move through shadows to ambush the female chef, but the expected resistance did not come. Apart from adding contaminants to the dishes, the female chef seemed to have no ability to fight in close combat.
Normally, no matter how they looked from outside the window, they couldn't see below the female chef's calves. But this time, he could see it clearly. The female chef, who appeared to be as slender as a model, had tangled, dark brown branches extending from her knees down. These branches extended into her flesh and pierced the ground, fixing her in place like a tree.
He had just leaped out of the shadows when the cleaver grazed the female chef's calf, causing her to scream.
The branches were much harder and more flexible than he had imagined. With his strength, plus the power of the vengeful spirit drawn out by his eyes turning even more blood red, he was only able to barely cut some branches. The female chef lost her balance and fell to the ground, and that's how things ended up like this.
It looks like someone is coming.
The female chef let out a sob, seemingly not quite understanding the situation. She even crawled towards Zhao Yijiu with a pitiful expression on her face. Her fair chest was very eye-catching, but the branches wrapped around her legs gave her a kind of monster-like terror.
Zhao Yijiu narrowed his eyes, pulled the female chef who had fallen to the ground into the shadows, and used his arm to cover her mouth, which was still able to whimper, completely cutting off her cries.
Yu Xing and Qu Xuanqing should be able to deal with the people outside.
"Excuse me, student." A numb, emotionless voice sounded from behind Yu Xing. Yu Xing turned around and saw a black-haired student wearing a red armband standing behind him.
Behind the black-haired student with the red armband, several other students with red armbands were approaching.
"Is there something you need?" Yu Xing tilted her head. "You guys are here to watch the show too? Let's make it clear beforehand, I haven't broken any rules, there shouldn't be any punishment for watching, right?"
"Did you see that tall girl who just came to buy a drink?" The black-haired man with the red armband didn't care whether he was watching the show or not; the people behind him were also staring at Yu Xing with a disgustingly excited look.
The red armband-wearing staff are everywhere catching students who break the rules, but they don't dare to really manage the school staff. In other words, any school staff member can be considered their "superior," and even if the female chef seems to have some kind of problem, they have no right to interfere.
Firstly, deep down they believed that only the school staff could threaten them, and that the weak, suppressed students couldn't possibly make the female chef scream. Therefore, they assumed it must be a conflict between the staff, and they dared not interfere.
"No, the group in front of me was a line of girls I don't know." Yu Xing shrugged and pointed in a direction. "But the tall girl... I think I just saw one walk that way."
"Over there?" The black-haired man with the red armband glanced in the direction he was pointing, then expressionlessly headed towards that spot. The movement of these red armband members attracted the attention of most of the students, diverting their focus from the scream that had suddenly appeared.
"Wait, she's over there." Yu Xing waited until the red armband-wearing girls had walked a distance before suddenly raising her voice in surprise. The red armband-wearing girls immediately turned their heads and, sure enough, saw the tall, black-haired girl they were looking for standing at the entrance of the cafeteria, seemingly about to leave.
"So you're looking for Elizabeth," Yu Xing said with a smile. "She's a very smart girl; did she break any school rules?"
Very smart?
For those red armband members eager to win people's hearts, these three words are almost equivalent to resorting to underhanded tactics.
This is roughly equivalent to violating school rules.
Now that they could see the people, the black-haired man with the red armband was momentarily stunned, only to be overtaken by the others wearing red armbands behind him. A group of people wearing armbands ran towards the cafeteria entrance, causing gasps of surprise from the students along the way.
Hearing the scream from the shadows, Zhao Yijiu flipped his wrist and slashed the neck of the female chef in his arms with the cleaver without hesitation. The female chef's scream was drowned out by the outside world and did not cause a ripple.
The female chef's head hit the ground, her expression turning venomous, but her body continued to writhe, her hands gripping Zhao Yijiu's collar.
Even beheading him wouldn't be enough.
Zhao Yijiu understood immediately and began chopping at the branches one by one until all the branches were cut off. The restless body finally calmed down, and the skin began to slid under.
He shoved the corpse aside in an instant, and the corpse turned into a thick pool of blood that seeped into the ground, leaving only a stain that was difficult to remove.
Killing a female chef was easier than he had imagined. Zhao Yijiu listened carefully to the feedback from the outside world and decided to kill a few more.