"Haha."
"A god?"
"Fine."
"Today's little show really has been quite something."
"First, that idiot Rentaro suddenly told me to give up on revenge and embrace a new life."
"Then this useless body of mine nearly gave out for good."
"And now, to top it off."
"Some guy claiming to be a god just shows up."
"If this is heaven playing a joke on me, then it's one hell of a joke."
Heh.
A god?
If gods really existed in this world!
Then all these years!!
Where were they!!
Did this world really have gods!!
What a joke!!
"If anything like that really existed! If this world really had gods! Then this world wouldn't have turned into this goddamn mess!!"
Chapter 92: The truth about the Gastrea Virus, ten thousand meters in the air, girl
That shout brought none of the satisfaction of venting her grievances that she had imagined. Instead, it felt as though the last of her strength had been drained away.
Kisara Tendo's legs buckled.
Her shapely but somewhat feeble long legs, encased in black over-the-knee socks, could no longer support her weight.
With a thump.
She collapsed back onto the dusty floor.
The skirt of her black sailor uniform spread out around her.
So tired.
She was so very tired.
Over the years, whenever she recalled that night ten years ago, the sounds of Gastrea devouring her parents...
And the numbness as she dragged her sick body through sword practice day and night, watching bright red blood flow through the tubes during every dialysis session...
And...
Just a few minutes ago, too.
The one who had promised to stay by her side forever, her last knight-Rentaro.
Had simply left.
"Heh..."
Kisara Tendo hung her head, her disheveled black hair hiding most of her face, and a