Because on a nearby rooftop floated a girl holding a little parasol! She kept laughing, showing a neat row of pearly white teeth. "Horo horo..."
It was Perona who had struck. She had a pretty, doll-like face, round cheeks, and an adorable look.
Her eyes were large and bright, sparkling like jewels. A sly grin always played on her face, and she loved tormenting people whenever she could. It was no exaggeration to say that her happiness came from other people's misery.
But that misery was more mental than physical.
The guards struck by the Negative Hollows sank into utter despair. They hung their heads and sighed, each saying something different.
"How pathetic. Why does someone like me even exist? All I do is waste food and eat and piss. What else am I good for?"
"Among all the people in the world, I'm so small and insignificant, lower than an ant. God, just step on me and be done with it."
"Why is everyone else either better-looking or richer than me? Why don't I have a woman even now? I can only live alone because I'm a complete waste of space."
"Hey... can anyone tell me if there's an idiot dumber than me?"
"I wish I could turn into a pineapple and have someone eat me, core and all."
"I finally understand. I exist to prove that idiots really do exist in this world."
"Justice, evil... who cares anymore..."
"Someone crush my heart... just let me die..."
They said all sorts of things, like a troupe of ridiculous clowns. Perona giggled and kicked her legs from time to time, showing off the black-and-white stockings on her slender legs.
The starkly contrasting stockings held a strange allure. They reached only to her knees; above them, between her knees and her