Prologue: A breath of crimson
Chapter 1: Demon blades and dog meat
Chapter 2: Uncertain Maiden
Chapter 3: Ikebukuro’s Strongest
Chapter 4: Ikebukuro in Calamity
Chapter 5: Hundred Swords’ Pierce Straight
Chapter 6: Demon blades and anarchy
Epilogue and Next Prologue: The Blue Sky Perishes [not quite...]

Prologue: A breath of crimson
Her love was extremely twisted,
rusted to a degree that no medicine could cure.
Yet that deep tenacious hold–
The truth was that it was both ignorance and foolishness, an extremely shallow way of thinking.

– I like people.
– You ask who? No, that’s not what I mean! I like all humankind!
– What part do I like? Don’t ask me such vulgar questions! It’s all, all of it!
– I like the churning blazing hot blood inside the desperately running body, the bright colour that turns into a torpid black!
– I like the muscle that despite its apparent softness can turn hard, brittle, well-toned!
– I like the bone, that uncomparable fineness, that delicate sharpness, yet so strong and rough!
– I like that tangle of gelatinous cartilage, that trembling yet flexible, supple yet crisp, unmatchable!
– I like the throat which in the moment we touch, produces that bright, clear tone calling out love!
– I like the eyes which in response to our love, overflows with tears!
– But when love has reached its peak…the flesh split aside is what I covet and love!
– Everything, I love everything about mankind! Understand?
– Right, of course I like you too. But, I cannot “love” you.
– But you love me.
– That’s right, it’s utterly one sided.
– You can only love me, but I can love people other than you.
– It’s really such a twisted triangle of relationships.
– Oh? You want to abandon me? You hate me? You want to wring me into cloth rags and discard me?
– But you can only love me, right?
– You can only intoxicate yourself in my strength, right?
– That’s fine, go ahead and love; that’s you’re freedom.
– But I will not love you. No, I cannot love you.
– As long as I am in your hand, I will only be able to love those you wish to cut down.
– Stop. There’s no need to commit hatakiri.
– Finding a person who will love me is such a difficult task…
Her love is straight forward.
Fluid yet keen.
Casting the shadow of those she loves on her own self.
And then cutting it all off–

Chatroom
[Demon blade?]
<<That’s right! A demon blade! Does Tarou-san know about it?>>
[Even if you ask if I know or not...Isn't Setton-san really knowledgeable about this sort of stuff?]
(A demon blade…Like a Muramasa blade?)
<<Not quite, Setton-san! That sort only holds misery and bad things. A demon blade isn’t like that at all! It’s like in a manga, where once you pick up the sword, it’ll possess you and you’ll have to keep on cutting people open~!>>
(But…aren’t those usually classified as Muramasa blades?)
[Muramasa blade?]
(Then your head would get cut off!)
[Wizardry? Is it Wizardry [TN:a computer RPG - has a weapon called Muramasa]? Ehh, so Setton-san is a gamer!]
<<Ahh, really, don’t go off topic!>>
[Ah, sorry.]
(My apologies, Kanra-san.)
<<Listen up! Right now, Ikebukurou is flying with rumours about a demon blade! Every night, a strange person sort of monster will appear in alleyways holding a sharp weapon! Even though they haven’t killed anyone yet, they still have swung their blade down on random passerbys!>>
(Isn’t that just being an assailant?)
<<Jeez, I just said it wasn’t! It’s a japanese sword, a japanese sword! Besides, I heard that they’re faster than normal people, it’s impossible to run away before they get cut down! That’s already past the boundaries of being inhuman!>>
(That’s why I asked, why is it a demon blade?)
<<Ehehe, I’m only telling you guys…I heard that a victim saw it…saw that slasher’s face~ One look and it was terrible~!>>
[How terrible?]
<<A pair of eyes, as is they were glowing red, as if their awareness had been snatched away, just as if they’d been bitten by a vampire and were uner their control!>>
(Isn’t that just a vampire? lol)
<<Ehh, stop it, Setton-san! There’s no way that vampires exist!>>
(……)
<<Just kidding~ Just – Kidding ☆ Setton-san. Don’t get angry~!>>
(I’m not, I’m not angry >{ )
[Ahh you're angry lol]
[But since a headless rider actually exists, maybe something like a demon blade exists too.]
(The headless rider…Earlier there was a TV special on it, huh.)
[Right, right, it was a program with that and the green woman thing, a special program on mystical beings.]
<<As long as it’s a program related to the headless rider, Setton-san will definitely notice!>>
[Setton-san is a fan of the headless rider?]
(No……not like that. That’s… the guy who lives with me is a die hard headless rider fan.)
[Guy roommate? Wow, is Setton-san already married?]
(No…Nothing like marriage yet…)
<<Ah, then it’s living together without being married!? Ahhhhhh~!>>
(It’s just a roommate, how did they turn into a lover…? Oh, since we’re on the topic, could it be that you both already know my gender?)
[Uh, it's...female, maybe?]
<<Telling just from the chat, amazing~ Even if it’s feminine, it’s not slutty like a nekama~>> (note: nekama: http://www.statemaster.com/encyclopedia/Nekama a sockpuppet that’s a girl, but is actually a guy pretending to be one: net + okama)
(Alright, I have to wake up early tomorrow, so I should go to bed now~ Good night~)
–Setton-san has left the chatroom–
[Ah, she ran away.]
<<Ran away~>>
Private mode: [......Speaking of nekama, isn't that you, Izaya-san?]
<<So meannnnnnnnn! Tarou-san is sexually harassing me using private mode!>>
[It's a misunderstand! It's just a misunderstanding!]
Private mode: [But but but but but, seriously, what gender is Setton-san?]
Private mode: [Is it someone I know? Karisawa-san?]
Private mode: <<Ah~ It’s a secret~>>
<<Well then, it’s about time for me to sign off too~ Be careful and don’t get possessed by the demon sword ☆>>
–Kanra-san has left the chatroom–
[Alright, good night~]
[...It really was a misunderstanding! I didn't do anything like sexual harassment!]
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{People}
{Love}
{Mistakes}
{Weakness}
{Longing}
{Love}
{Longing}
{Longing}
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