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"Tell me to throw you down from here. So that our lives will be freed from our daily suffering."

"Please!! Seeing him leaning on her, she begged in a very low voice. Flames were coming out of her eyes due to the movement she had made some time ago.

"No, you don't like to die. To blackmail with a knife on the wrist. So today I will end this story. There will be no bamboo, no flute will play. He will lower his existence further. Leaning to the side and speaking in the way he said, he narrowed his eyes and stared at him with angry eyes. Seeing the depth below, he felt fear. While the expression of the other's eyes was hard.

"Please!! Don't do it. I'm afraid."

"Why are you afraid now? You never felt it before. Dying is one of your favorite things. Die if someone scolds you. Die if someone says something wrong. Death is the only solution to every problem. "Isn't it?" He was looking more serious than necessary.

"I didn't kill him. Please believe me." Finally, she lost control and burst into tears.

"What evidence do you have? And why should I believe you?" His rough tone was killing him.

Due to continuous crying, the eyes were burning red.

"Well then, throw me out of here. When no one believes in me, it is better to die." She was pushed further back by the shock, touching the extremes of indifference in anger.

"No, what madness."

"Ah-ah-ah." His heart-wrenching screams were raised while he remained frozen in place with his eyes wide open.

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