An arrogant fool, a burst of blood mist, fortune stripped and banished for life!

The dark back alley reeked of nauseating decay. Cold, damp droplets pattered from a rusted sewage pipe into puddles, sending filthy ripples across the black wastewater. At that moment...

Nishiki Nishio leaned against a moss-covered brick wall. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, and his clean, tidy university uniform gave him a refined, respectable appearance. Yet behind those lenses...

A predator's cruelty and greed gleamed in his eyes. In the shadows behind him, more than a dozen tall, low-ranking ghouls stood with their heads lowered, carrying knives and axes.

These were all street thugs he had forcibly brought under his control. "Nishiki, we've confirmed the news." "That vicious 'Binge Eater' really did show up at the intersection ahead."

A thug stepped forward obsequiously and reported in a low voice. Nishiki pushed up his glasses. An utterly arrogant sneer flashed in his eyes. "Hmph. Rize Kamishiro."

"That idiot who only knows how to gorge herself clearly died last night." "And today she actually dares to parade around my territory." As far as Nishiki knew...

Rize Kamishiro had suffered such a horrific impact from those steel beams last night that, even if she had survived by luck, she had to be gravely injured. The Rize of today was nothing more than a toothless tiger. He raised a specially made steel blade high in his hand.

The blade gleamed coldly beneath the dim moonlight. "Brothers, guard the exits." "Today, we're going to slaughter that filthy bitch." "Wasn't she so full of herself before?"

"Now she's nothing but a filthy pet kept by Anteiku." Nishiki's voice dripped with arrogance.

He had laid what he believed was a flawless trap in the back alley. He jeered loudly, trying to demonstrate his absolute authority before his subordinates. Yet before his taunts had even faded...

An utterly holy white