Chapter 86: The Shadow of Britain (2)


    Hey, you know.


    .


    Youre kinda amazing.


    A few minutes after Isaac Adler, sporting a fierce expression, had spat curses on Jill the Ripper


    <i>Cough</i>.


    Its my first time feeling so much pain.


    Jill the Ripper, her cheeks swollen red, managed to finally restrain Isaac Adler on the chair with great difficulty. Staring at the restrained Adler with a dazed look, she muttered to herself in a whispering chant.


    Honestly, it was even a bit scary, you see Being grabbed by the cor, pped multiple times across the face, kicked in the stomach, and then strangled by you as you climbed on top of me


    It was a rare experience that someone cant usually have. The feeling of being a victim It was so thrilling.


    Her eyes slowly began to dye with the sweet colors of allure and desire.


    Ah I really love it, Adler.


    <i> Puhk!</i>


    Keep looking at me with that contemptuous gaze, okay?


    Jill the Ripper, more careful than she had been moments before, pushed the medical knife deeper into Adlers heart, pressing her swollen cheek against his as she whispered to him in a subdued tone.


    And keep resisting me like that when youre being killed from now on, okay? Just like you did before, thrash around like an animal and strangle me.


    Ill also do my best to ughter you, thats a promise, okay?


    Hearing her chilling words, Isaac Adler gazed at Jill the Ripper as though he was looking at a disgusting cockroach.


    Heheheee I love you.


    <i> Ahdeuk</i>


    Unable to control the pounding in her chest at the gaze Adler directed at her, Jill the Ripper suddenly pulled Adler into a tight embrace, and his sharp teeth dug into her chest.


    Youre being reckless, Adler.


    <i> Chomp</i>


    Hey, if you leave a scar on my chest, thatd be a sin, you know? So, maybe like before, itd be better to hit somewhere less visible like the stomach, or to strangle the neck


    She looked on nkly, then muttered with a worried expression.


    You speak as if you actually are royalty?


    Huh?


    Even though you stole that body away.


    At his sarcastic remarks, Jill the Ripper quietly started scratching her head while blinking rapidly.


    Its disappointing to hear you say that.


    Whats there to be disappointed about


    I may have many bodies, but this one is closest to my original self.


    Then, she sat down neatly beside Adler, with a decadent smile gracing her luscious lips.


    Of course, my identity is a bit of a jumble. I can take on any identity, just need to kill them with my own hands.


    She suddenly started exining, slowly, her expression modest.


    A Jewish barber working in a bustling barbershop, a kindwyer who dabbles in medicine as a hobby, a painter who has a penchant for painting eerie pictures, even a nurse who dresses herself like a man


    .


    The feeling of transforming into a being whose life ended at my hands is truly the best. The sensation of stealing someone elses life and being reborn, although its not quite as thrilling as the murder itself, is absolutely amazing.


    When Adler still directed the same disgusted gaze at Jill the Ripper, she blushed heavily and gingerly leaned her head on his shoulder.


    But, in the end, I was born in this very body. It might sound conceiteding from my own lips, but my body is graceful and noble. The perfect body of a royalty.


    ..


    Thats why the proposal to be my consort wasnt a trap, but rather my sincerity to you. A sincerity, not of the worst serial killer thats being reported in the newspapers, but that of a princess


    Her gaze turned slightly frigid.


    Why do you have to make it so obvious.


    <i> Puhk!</i>


    Then Ill have no choice but to treat you as the murderer they portray.


    Simultaneously, as she spoke, Jill the Ripper pulled the knife out of Adlers heart and thrust it back in with vigor.


    Iloveyou, loveyou, loveyou, love..


    I have a question.


    As Adler, with a face as pale as a sheet of paper, watched her repeatedly stabbing his earth with each word she uttered, he reached out, grabbed the knife, and posed a question to the murderer.


    Why are you trying to kill me if you say that you love me?


    You did the same thingst time.


    Then, rxing her grip slightly, she began to murmur.


    That figure of yours, being mercilessly stabbed by me in that ce full of those beasts, yet not blinking an eye and still asking me questions


    Answer the question.


    Its that very figure.


    Her eyes glowed in an eerie dark hue.


    Imagine this. A serial killer who only feels love and happiness when killing people, one day meets a victim who, no matter how much they are killed, doesnt die. How do you think that would feel?


    Is it a curse then?


    A curse? Ive never thought of it as a curse


    She tilted her head in that state, continuing her story while gently stroking Adlers cheek, which had be as cold as a b of ice.


    If you call it a curse, doesnt it feel like youre trying to justify something? I dont like that. Im saying that I find killing people to be the most enjoyable thing in the world for me. Its like Ive been chosen for it.


    No, but its a bit strange, though. The ones I liked and killed all turned out to be criminals I used to think it was just a coincidence. But it started to feel less and less coincidental


    Her expression suddenly became gloomy.


    Yeah, now that I think about it, thats probably why I hit a slump.


    Do criminals get slumps too?


    But just then, you appeared with a <b>Ta-da~!</b>


    However, her face brightened up once again in just a few seconds.


    When I first saw you, I felt the strongest urge to kill Ive ever felt in my life.


    .


    It was love at first sight. Since that day, my heart has always been captivated by you, Isaac Adler.


    Ugh?


    With a voice filled with heat and desire, she suddenly reached out and grasped Adlers neck with her hand.


    <i> Swish</i>


    I love youuu..


    And then, without even her realization, Jill the Ripper climbed on top of him, drooling as she started strangling him with her hands.


    Huh?


    Adler, staring intently at her, extended his hand with all his might and grasped Jill the Rippers throat, causing an awkward smile to spread across her face again.


    <i> Squeeze</i>


    Thus began their sincere strangling contest.


    As their eyes slowly became hazy, they both began losing strength in their grips.


    .


    After several more seconds went by, they both copsed onto each other, having lost consciousness simultaneously.


    Heheheeeee.


    The first to regain consciousness was Jill the Ripper, her head buried in Adlers chest.


    Puha, haah


    Look at this, Adler.


    As Adler suddenly gasped for air, shivering violently, she began to whisper with the expression of a girl in love, erasing the concerned look that had briefly appeared in her eyes.


    You really will never die, no matter how many times youre killed.


    So, Ill make you onest offer.


    She held Adlers hand and said in an eager voice,


    Leave the detective and the professor behind;e to me.


    Lets live happily ever after, trying to kill each other for the rest of our lives.


    However, seeing Adler keeping his silence, Jill the Ripper started to whisper with a slightly flustered look.


    Hey, Im in line to be the next queen, you know? I have the power to easily make you into my royal consort.


    Of course, if you dont like it, we can live an ordinary life.


    She nced at Adler with a shy smile on her face.


    I can learn household chores. Things like cooking and knitting, I may not be good at them, but Ill learn diligently.


    .


    So live with me.


    Until we get sick of each other, trying to kill one another, okay?


    But Adler remained silent until the very end, just quietly gazing at her with the same gaze.


    Adler, cant you hear me


    I refuse.


    At that moment, when Jill the Rippers voice was bing slightly agitated, a firm voice leaked out of his lips.


    What?


    I have no intention of being with you.


    Then, Jill the Rippers expression twisted rapidly, and she began to look at Adler with a serious re in her eyes.


    Why? Whywhywhywhywhy?


    She began to viciously stab Adlers body with the knife she was holding tightly in her hand.


    I love you, so why dont you love me back?


    Ugh.


    I love you, Im telling you I love you! Adler?


    As the violence escted, Adlers mind began to grow faint from the excessive blood loss.


    Arent you going to kill me? Wont you kill me? If you dont want to die, just say that you love me too!


    Youre mistaken, thats not it.


    Eh?


    However, Adler, with a clear gaze, looked at Jill the Ripper and with all his remaining strength, kicked her in the stomach in the midst of her violent stabbing.


    Ugh


    What you are doing right now is not love.


    Then, clutching her stomach and sweating coldly, she copsed to the floor, to which Adler began to whisper in a low voice.


    What is it, then?


    This is just violence. It is nothing but your one-sided violence, not love or a disy of affection.


    No, it is. Its definitely love


    In response to his whisper, Jill the Ripper murmured dejectedly with an expression signifying she was not able to understand what Adler was uttering.


    Real love, you see


    Quietly gazing into her eyes, Adler suddenly leaned in his head towards her.


    Hmph.


    And his tongue gently slid into the mouth of the bewildered Jill the Ripper.


    ..


    And silence ensued between them.


    ? ..???


    Jill the Ripper, experiencing an unknown feeling for the first time, froze solid; imaginary question marks written all over her face.


    Puhaa~


    After rolling his tongue inside her mouth while she kept her eyes tightly shut, Adler slowly pulled his head back and silently gazed into her eyes once more.


    Its like this.


    As their mingled saliva stretched and finally broke between their lips, he began to whisper to her again.


    Its not the violence you aremitting, this is love and affection.


    .


    Do you see the difference now?


    And hearing him, the eyes of Jill the Ripper began to tremble in silence.


    Its weird.


    What is?


    My tongue tickles. It still feels like youre still rolling your tongue in my mouth.


    After a moment, she, mumbling nkly till then, soon bared her teeth and began to growl.


    Its really weird. My chest is burning hot. I dont like this.


    <i>  Puhk!</i>


    The slimy feeling is still there. Its unpleasant. I, I feel terrible.


    As her knife dug into his neck, Adlers eyes gradually began to lose focus.


    What is love anyway? No matter how I think about it, this isnt love.


    Ughhh


    I feel so strange. Foolish. Annoyed. Weird. I really hate


    While looking at him with what seemed like a flustered gaze, Jill the Ripper was trying to remove her knife from Adlers neck when he spoke in a faint voice.


    Next week, same time.


    .?


    How about we go on a date? Just us two


    Holding her arm with his cold hand, Adler began to whisper in a calm tone.


    I will show you what real love is.


    <i> Puhkkk!</i>


    Ugh.


    It was precisely at that moment, as Jill the Ripper looked down at him intently, and, not knowing that she was shedding cold sweat, exerted strength on her knife


    <i> Bang!!!</i>


    From behind them, a sharp gunshot rang out.


    Argh!?


    In a sh, Jill the Ripper twisted her body to dodge a fatal shot, but she couldnt avoid her shoulder being torn open.


    <i> Szzzzz</i>


    Staggering briefly, she immediately began dissipating into ck smoke and scattered around the room.


    What are you?


    Reappearing in a corner of the room as a shadow, she clutched her shoulder which was, unlike usual, not healing, and muttered fiercely.


    Why are you interfering?


    ..


    The one who fired the shot was staring coldly, holding the gun emitting smoke.


    Didnt you say you wanted to confront me, inspector?


    Taking a deep breath to withstand Jill the Rippers murderous intent, she caught sight of Adlers pale smile, tied to a chair andcerated, and bit her lip hard.


    Right now, Im here as your lover.


    Then came her apt response.


    .


    The most formidable inspector in all of Britain and the worst serial killer began exchanging their gazes, sharp enough to bore holes in the other, in the quiet of the room.


    Are you prepared, princess?


    Youre bothersome, you know that?


    The collision between Lestrades bullets and Jill the Rippers knife, creating a blinding sh of light, urred mere momentster