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V11 Story I – Part 07

“Oh, it’s you. It went very well.”

It was Mikage, whistling gleefully as she tossed something high into the air—a golden brooch with an eyeball inside. My eyes widened. Why did she have that?

“Perfect timing. Let’s dispose of it here.”

Without warning, she hurled the brooch against the wall, shattering the glass. The eyeball rolled to the floor, and formalin solution splashed. She brought her foot down at the cloudy, fragile eyeball, crushing it. After relentlessly smashing her own left eye, she picked up the remains.

“I’ll throw it into the fireplace. You’re the witness. With this, we have achieved our objective.”

Resuming her whistling, Mikage cheerfully walked away, leaving me behind.

I dashed into the corner room. Inside sat a woman, the younger sister of the siblings who had been huddling together. Her shoulders, covered by a shawl, quivered as she toyed with something in front of her emotionlessly.

Her hands were soaked in