Then.
She suddenly leaned closer.
So close that the tip of her nose almost touched Enju Aihara's face, her warm breath brushing Enju's nose.
"Lord God."
"Is this the newcomer?"
Kohina turned her head and looked at Haimo, her tone carrying an innocent confusion.
"She looks so weak."
"And she smells like a crybaby."
"Can I cut her down?"
As Kohina spoke, she licked her lips, revealing a mouthful of sharp, sharklike teeth, an utterly innocent smile on her face.
It seemed that, to this child.
There were only two kinds of creatures in the world: those she could cut down, and those she could not.
Since this newcomer looked like she could be sliced in two with one stroke, and seemed so frail, why not give it a try?
This was precisely the bitter fruit of Kagetane Hiruko's twisted upbringing.
Just as a wolf cub knew only how to express "I want to play with you" by biting, Kohina expressed her interest by "cutting people down."
Enju Aihara jumped in fright.
She instinctively shrank back behind Haimo.
Even though she had already recognized this blue-haired girl as another [Cursed Little Girl] and sensed that familiar presence of her own kind.
This blue-haired girl felt completely different to her.
There was a dangerous aura that radiated from her very bones.
Pure madness.
Like a murder weapon steeped in blood.
Especially those eyes-there was no human emotion in them at all.
"No."
After hearing that, Haimo.
Raised his hand decisively without the slightest hesitation, curled a finger, and flicked Kohina on the forehead.
"Thwack!"
A crisp sound rang out.
Clear and pleasant.
Haimo had controlled his strength just right: enough to hurt and teach her a lesson, but not enough to actually injure her.
"Waaah!"
Kohina cried out, immediately releasing her