Chapter 1056: The Clown’s Sister

Shaye: "Voluntary?"

Clown: "Yes~ They are willing to come with me! I didn't buy or sell by force."

Clown: "Actually, no parent will not remind their children not to go with strangers, right? So the children who were deceived by me are not very obedient to begin with. I also taught them an important lesson in life, but The tuition is a bit high.”

Saya: "...If you are joking, then this joke is really bad."

Clown: "Okay, okay, why are you staring at me? I just want to lighten the mood."

Shaye: "It's not funny at all."

Clown: "That's for sure. After all, I'm not a professional clown."

Joker: "So... uh, no one sent you? I thought the organization gave some order."

Saya: "I just heard that there are people kidnapping children here, so I went to investigate with my friends."

Clown: "...because of this?"

Shaye: "That's right. Now tell me why you kidnapped them."

Joker: "Hmm...I'm not sure..."

Saya: "...you don't know either?"

Joker: "No, I know. I mean, do you really want to know the truth?"

Joker: "Because in my opinion, it's better that you don't know."

Shaye: "Is this threatening me? Or is this a confidential mission?"

Joker: "Not really a secret."

Clown: "I don't want to tell you because you have such a kind heart."

Clown: "It's better not to know the truth about things like this."

Shaye: "..."

Saya: "Ha... kind? Are you kidding me?"

Shaye: "You have no idea how many people I have killed... They also have their own lives, their families and friends. Many of them are good people with kind hearts... Even if they know all this, when I took away their lives, Not even blinking an eye."

Saya: "Even, I will take advantage of their kindness to get close to them, pretend to be a weak little girl in need of help, let down their vigilance, and then stab them in the back..."

Saya: "...So do you understand? Words like kindness and scum like me have nothing to do with each other."

Joker: "You're just talking about your actions as a killer in carrying out your mission."

Joker: "You have to complete these tasks. They have no personal grudge against you."

Clown: "Besides, they are already dead people. You are just a tool for execution. Even if you don't do it, someone else will do it."

Clown: "I can see that you are a good boy, Saya - no matter how many wrong things you have to do, it has nothing to do with your true thoughts. Uh, you didn't call me the wrong name, right?"

Shaye: "..."

Clown: "It seems that the name is correct."

Clown: "...Anyway, I won't tell you what happened to the children I took away."

Clown: "Because I feel uncomfortable thinking about their fate, let alone you?"

Clown: "You know everything. You should have experienced the feeling of trying to prevent a tragedy but being unable to prevent it many times. Don't add new wounds to yourself."

Shaye: "...Tell me the truth. No need for your sympathy."

Joker: "I know you don't need it, but I can't help but sympathize."

Clown: "Just like I applied to be transferred from the insect pool because I couldn't bear to see you being tortured."

Clown: "Taking the insane girls out of the insect pool...and then cleaning them...the whole process made me feel like a knife."

Saya: "...Ha, I don't believe it."

Saya: "How many people want to do that position... Not only can you enjoy the insect pool every day, but you can also do whatever you want to us every time you clean it, right? I think you have been pushed down, right?"

Joker: "Don't say that...did I do anything to you?"

Shaye: "You didn't thank me, but you didn't do anything you should have done."

Clown: "I was just there to clean you up, okay? All kinds of mucus, crystal liquid, etc... I also had to help you drain the demonic insects hidden in various places... Your body was paralyzed at the time, and your spirit It’s not normal, there’s no way I can handle it myself.”

Clown: "I can't bear to see you like this and I can't save you, so I applied to be transferred to other tasks... Saya, especially children of your age. Watching you suffer every day reminds me of what I did in Osaka. Sister. Then I can’t help but imagine you as them.”

Clown: "...They are both as old as you. Watching you being tortured makes me feel like my sister is being tortured..."

Saya: "Is this so..."

Saya: "...Your sister must be very cute."

Clown: "Haha, of course!"

Clown: "Want to see their photos? Here!"

The clown opened the photo album on his phone and showed a photo to Saya.

There are two white-haired lolita in the photo.

One is wearing a scarf, making V-signs with his hands, hugging an oversized Samoyed-like dog and looking at the camera with a happy smile.

The other one looks very similar to her. She should be her sister. She is slightly taller. She is holding a plate of biscuits. She is leaning forward with a panicked look on her face, as if she is about to slip. It feels like she will fall down in the next second. On dogs, biscuits also fly everywhere.