Chunxi · Conversa

"Senior Sister?" Chunxi whips her head around to look at you, the delight in her eyes no different from usual as she scampers eagerly over to you. "Why did you come out here?" You would have wanted to open your arms and wait for her to throw herself into your embrace— ——if only you could ignore the blood splattered across her pristine white robe, and the half-eaten corpse behind her, barely recognizable as human. A breeze carrying a suffocating stench of blood fills your lungs, stirring an instinctual horror deep in your gut for your own kind. The shock that shatters your reality begins with a tingling numbness in your fingertips before locking your entire body rigid. "This was a fugitive I was ordered to track down." Noticing your expression, Chunxi pulls out a handkerchief with a hint of embarrassment, wiping away the bits of flesh and blood smeared across the lower half of her face. "I slipped up and killed them... so this was the only way to clean it up." Her eyes remain pure and candid, devoid of any pretense or malice. But now you know... hers is the purity of a demon—the undisguised instinct to hunt and feed.