Heh... heh...!
A hoarse sound that scarcely seemed human!
Echoed intermittently through this silent world within the painting!
"Is anyone there? Is there anyone else?!"
"Vermouth... Qing Mo... how... how much longer are you going to torture me?!"
"Let me die... please, just let me die?!"
"Kill me, kill me! Give me something to eat—just one bite, please?!"
The moment Qing Mo entered the world within the painting where Akai Mary was imprisoned, he saw her sunken eye sockets and eyes crammed with dense, tiny blood vessels!
Her entire body was a miserable sight—neither alive nor dead, weak and listless, tortured into collapse time and again!
Tormented by the most primal instinct of hunger—and that hunger had been forcibly amplified a thousandfold by Qing Mo!
Akai Mary, once unyielding even in death, her bones forged of iron, had long since had her will and spirit ravaged beyond recognition!
"Well! Mary, you can still talk?!"
When Qing Mo arrived again, looking as though bathed in a spring breeze, Akai Mary—who had been driven mad and shattered over and over—was overwhelmed with both extreme agitation and bone-deep terror in her bloodshot eyes!
This man before her!
He neither hit nor cursed her. He had not even touched a single strand of her hair from beginning to end!
But... but he... he had devised such a horrifying punishment, one that made a person break down and despair again and again!
Driven by the most primal cravings of a living creature, Akai Mary, suffering this punishment for the first time, suddenly felt that death was truly an incomparably extravagant luxury!
If... if she could do it over!
The moment Vermouth had come knocking, she would have killed herself outright, or... obediently become the other's servant, pouring tea and serving water!
At least then, she