Chapter 26.5 The Chaos of the Necrophiliac Killer
The Chaos of the Necrophiliac Killer:
Where could he be~
Where could he be~
Where is he hiding~
He needs to hide well~
Don’t let me find you~
Or I’ll kill you~
“Hmph~ Hmph-hmph~ Hmph-hmph~”
Humming a tune, I walked through the pitch-black corridor, my light steps chasing the sound of hurried footsteps from afar.
He’s running, I’m chasing. The distance between us isn’t a veil, but the concept of life.
My mood is incredibly pleasant. Today might be the happiest day of my life.
Ahhh~ It’s truly wonderful~
Why is it so delightful~
I haven’t even gotten him yet, and I’m already overjoyed beyond control. This very escape-and-chase game makes me want to laugh involuntarily.
Such a feeling… it’s been so long since I’ve experienced it…
Corpses, transcending death, leading to decay… the transition from life to death, the bond connecting life and death, the shell left behind by death.
The fusion of life and death, true yin and yang harmony, transcendence from impurity to purity.
When I, as a child, witnessed “a vast amount of death,” I felt no terror or sadness. Instead, a subtle excitement welled up, and I understood then that I had a special fondness for corpses as “the remnants of life.”
But not every corpse will do. I have my own “aesthetics,” unlike those perverts who are sexually aroused by corpses.
Those cowards are merely failures in society, twisted by the torments of real life, mere rejects. Unable to control the world of the living, they turn to the world of the dead. In front of the dead, they can become powerful masters. Corpses bow to them, never refusing their demands or mocking their incompetence.
Simply put, they are just mentally ill, and most of them also suffer from olfactory disorders, having a strong interest in foul substances like feces and blood.
Disgusting.
Unlike those necrophiliacs who simply seek sexual satisfaction from corpses, I have a keen “sense of smell.” I can detect the unique scent of everyone.
However, perhaps in one aspect, I am the same as them… in terms of possessiveness and dominance.
I only noticed him yesterday, yet today I can’t take my eyes off him.
Tossing and turning sleeplessly all night, my mind was filled with his image.
Thinking about him all night, constantly thinking, thinking with my eyes open, thinking with my eyes closed, even thinking about him in my brief dreams…
Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want. Want.
I want to hold him in my arms!
“Hehehehe~”
Laughter escaped my lips, a warm current flowed through my lower abdomen, and my consciousness became somewhat hazy.
…I might be becoming a bit strange. A sliver of rationality tells me so.
I’m paying too much attention to Juncheng An.
My brain is more agitated than usual. When I see Cheng-jun, I involuntarily want to approach him. My gaze always focuses on him, observing his every move, and I never get tired of it.
And every time I see him troubled by my actions, hesitating, his expression changing, it makes me incredibly happy~
Oh dear, am I no different from Lanhua this way?
It seems I’m also a complete pervert (laughs).
This is perhaps Juncheng An’s abnormal ability—it makes others unconsciously develop feelings for him.
What a cunning ability, isn’t it?
It caused me to impulsively reveal the photo I had as a trump card on the first day and attack without restraint.
I had a whole three days, I could have enjoyed it more…
But it doesn’t matter anymore.
It’s only a matter of time. Even if he didn’t have this ability to fascinate others, I would eventually become infatuated with him.
So, I have no resistance to the sudden affection in my heart; instead, I embrace it and make it my own.
It’s just that this ability seems to affect others too. Never mind Lanhua; Jiang Xueqing is likely somewhat influenced.
I never expected her, who is indifferent to everything, to take the initiative to interact with Cheng-jun.
So, before others are attracted to him, I must have him all to myself!
An uncontrollable urge to kill has been brewing within me. All I need to do now is find him, find the person who occupies my thoughts so intensely, and keep him by my side forever.
Cheng-jun is mine, only mine!
Dada-dada-dada-dada-dada-dada-dada-dada-dada-dada…
The footsteps… I can’t hear them anymore.
Is that so? I see. He’s calmed down.
“Cheng-jun~ Where are you~ Why are you hiding from me?”
No response, as expected.
Should I say he’s worthy of being called Cheng-jun? He immediately calmed down and made the most sensible choice—to hide somewhere.
“Cheng-jun~ Come out quickly~ I won’t do anything to you~”
While speaking words to unsettle him, I continued to move, exerting mental pressure.
He probably thinks he’s hidden very well… Unfortunately, I’ve already memorized your scent?
“Cheng-jun~ You’re in here, aren’t you? I can smell your ‘scent’ now?”
Following this scent, like a hunter drawn by a delicacy, I sleepwalked through the corridor to the fourth floor of the science building and stopped in front of the men’s restroom on the left.
Hmm? You really like hiding in restrooms.
“Found, you, at, last.”
I approached the second-to-last stall. I’m certain Cheng-jun is in this stall.
This kind of lock can be broken easily, but I want to scare him.
I used about thirty percent of my strength to shake the doorknob.
Ka-ching, ka-ching-ka-ching, ka-ching-ka-ching-ka-ching-ka-ching-ka-ching-ka-ching… Pak!
Oops, I broke it by accident. Hehe~
I gently pushed open the door, but I didn’t see Cheng-jun.
He must be cowering like a mouse by the door now, praying not to be discovered by me.
So cute~
This makes me want to tease him a little more~
Suppressing my laughter with all my might, I calmed myself and put on an act of surprise with full conviction.
“Oh? He’s not here…”
After staying put for about ten seconds, I lightly left, but instead of walking away, I entered the first, unlocked stall. I paced in place, simulating the sound of footsteps moving further away.
I decided to ambush him here.
After a while, Cheng-jun probably thought it was safe and tiptoed out of the restroom, trying to minimize his footsteps.
Just as he was about to pass the first stall, I pounced.
“Gyaah!”
Cheng-jun cried out in surprise and was pinned to the ground by me.
Hehe, what a cute reaction.
“You were careless, Cheng-jun. Did you think I’d already left? Hee hee, I actually knew you were hiding in the third stall. I just pretended not to find you to give you a surprise~”
I expected him to panic, but to my surprise, he was quite calm, and his eyes were sharp. There wasn’t a trace of fear of impending death.
“Um, my name is Juncheng An. Could you please stop mispronouncing it?”
“Oh, that’s what I like about you, Cheng-jun~ You know what’s about to happen, yet you’re still so calm… Hoo hoo, I’m liking you more and more, Cheng-jun~”
Annoying, annoying, annoying~
Why is this person so cute? It makes me want to kiss him.
“Ahhh, Cheng-jun, this is my life’s request…”
I clasped my fingers together in front of my chest. Not in prayer, but to make a vow.
If there’s any way to make someone belong to me forever, it is…
To kill him myself.
To bear his death.
To accept his life.
To possess his body.
To embrace everything about him!
I want to offer him my first kill, in exchange for his eternal faithfulness starting from death.
“Please! Go and die!”
I straddled him, reaching out my hands to caress his neck.
Cheng-jun immediately pulled out his hands and clasped mine, fingers intertwined, like lovers holding hands.
Speaking of which, although our relationship is a pretense, I am technically Cheng-jun’s girlfriend.
I haven’t even been on a date with Cheng-jun, and our midday kiss was interrupted by someone else… I feel a bit regretful.
Huh? Regretful?
Am I regretting his impending death?
My thoughts were interrupted by the force of his resistance. Cheng-jun gritted his teeth and pushed with all his might, trying to push me away.
It hurts so much…
Why?
My heart aches…
Why?
“Why… why? Cheng-jun? Why are you… stopping me?”
“…Cough… Well, I think anyone would resist if they were about to be choked…”
Is that so… So that’s how you see it…
Right, that’s the reaction of an ordinary person…
…No way!
I want Cheng-jun to understand me too. I want him to happily accept the death I offer him. I want him to willingly become my corpse!
Tears welled up in my eyes, my voice becoming agitated.
“It’s because I like you! I love you! Why… can’t you understand me?”
“You just like my corpse!”
This sentence pierced my heart like an arrow, leaving me speechless.
No, it’s not!
I don’t just like your corpse!
…Huh? Isn’t it?
Then what am I…
Confusion…
In the end, primal possessiveness took over my mind, guiding my subsequent actions.
“Cheng-jun… I will love you well. I will hold you every night as I sleep, I will be with you every day, and I will love you even when only your bones remain… So, please! Be with me forever!”
“…If… the prerequisite… wasn’t death… I think I would gladly accept…”
I gradually increased the force, disregarding Cheng-jun’s feelings, only thinking of killing him, killing him, killing him and having him!
No!
I can’t kill him!
I don’t want a unresponsive, silent Cheng-jun!
Under this sudden wave of resistance, I actually let go of his left hand! Fortunately, I quickly regained my senses and quickly grabbed his hand with both hands, pulling him closer to me.
That’s right~ Just hug him like this, nuzzle against his chest~
Ugh!
What is this…
Has my affection for Cheng-jun become uncontrollable?
I was hoping for his death, for his corpse! I was supposed to dedicate my first kill to him!
Perhaps it’s my abnormal obsession with corpses at play, but I managed to suppress those strange emotions and locked his head in a triangle chokehold.
Now, I just need to increase the pressure, and Cheng-jun is destined to die, becoming my most prized collection!
“Ah… Mmm… Don’t squirm, Cheng-jun, it’ll be over soon…”
Ugh, this is so embarrassing!
To have Cheng-jun’s face buried in… here… Ugh…
A girl’s private parts shouldn’t be touched so casually…
Huh? What is this shame? Ugh, my face is so hot, my abdomen feels warm, and what is this sensation in my crotch?
It’s a little wet… making me instinctively press my thighs together.
“Gahhhhh!”
Ah, I messed up! Cheng-jun’s head is still trapped!
No, don’t die! I want to go on a date with you tomorrow!
…Huh?
Date?
Why would such a thought arise…
What… what am I…
I wanted to kill him, right?
Why is it a question?
Dazed…
Suddenly, all my strength vanished. I released my tightened legs and slid backward, my buttocks scraping the floor.
Cheng-jun, lying on the floor, was motionless, silent, completely unconscious.
“Che- Cheng-jun?”
A mixture of anxiety and anticipation made me reach out to check if he was alive.
No breathing…
No heartbeat…
He’s dead…
He’s dead…
He’s become a corpse.
Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of dread washed over me.
When I realized how much losing Juncheng An would affect me, I repented completely.
Intense emotions crashed down on me like Mount Tai. My blood was about to freeze, my breath seemed to stop, as if a sharp knife had stabbed straight into my heart, shattering my insides!
“No! Don’t die!”
Tears streamed down my face, and I began to sob. Salty tears flowed to my lips, unheeded.
“Please! Don’t die! Stay by my side!”
I pressed hard on his chest, breathing air into his mouth, doing everything I could to save his life, to bring back his soul!
“Cough…”
Success!
He’s alive!
He’s alive!
He’s no longer a corpse…
The immense joy lasted only a few seconds before a sense of loss arose within me.
It seems I’ve done something foolish.
…Ah, I see…
I didn’t realize my affection for Juncheng An had grown to this extent?
Hehehehe… I’m such an idiot.
So, which path should I choose now?
“…”
I can’t bear to let go of either path.
My indecisiveness, my conflicting emotions, caused my supposedly split psyche to intertwine, forming an utterly contradictory self.
All I know is that this person is extremely important to me. Whether alive or dead, a corpse or a living person, I can no longer do without him.
In this chaos, a deformed love blossoms like a snow flower.
