The story is going on as I predicted. It makes my blood vessels go crazy. Every savage sound echoes through the room, watching the boy begging for forgiveness down there...

As planned, I lean my hand against the banister. 39 people continue to vent their anger. They don’t know that they’re also slapping themselves in the face. Their nature is not much different. from each other.

More than 10 minutes later, everyone is gasping all at once. They sat on the ground with pale faces and a few streaks of blood. The class leader approaches him and stretches her trembling hand to his nose. He is out of breath and big eyes staring with indignation. She is still horrified at what has happened. I see that feeling and laugh:

The laugh echoes everywhere like a creepy sound that alarms all people.

One of them asks, ‘What are you laughing at??!! why you laugh?’

My laughter grew louder and louder, unstoppable. It is the satisfaction of other people’s unhappiness but they do not know, because they themselves do not believe what they are doing. They were like puppets pitifully.

‘You have the bravery to do it but you fear to face what’s going on. Cowardly! Y’all are hypocrites.’

They are cranked up and yell, 'What did you say?′ ‘Bastard, who do you say is a coward? ’

They scream like they have iron hearts, which are actually all scrap iron. They even threw blood-stained weapons at me. All weapons cannot touch me, I say:

‘Our contract is over. I gave you satisfaction with what you wanted. Now it’s your turn.’

‘You said... Say what? What’s our turn?’ ‘Ah...’ ‘What are you hiding from us?’, The class leader seems to be confused, asks again.

‘You are so rash, our class leader. The first chapter is ending now.’

Suddenly, some friends standing there suddenly collapsed, constantly vomiting blood incessantly. The rest around are scared away. Some are trying to get up and down every step of the call for help from those heartless people.

‘Save... save me...! Save me... guys!!’

A hand grabs the class president’s leg, and she panics, repeatedly kicking that hand and head until that person dies. Each one is the same. And it was her turn.

‘Ivy, please... please... help... help me! I don’t... don’t want to die... I...’

‘You shouldn’t have drunk that water... Ha ha ha ha.’, I told.

She realizes that before she came here, everyone had gathered at the bar. The class drank a lot of wine and juice. ’Bastard...

Your liar!′ She grinds her teeth.

’I’m just following my contract and the one who hates you. I don’t want to do that! I’m sad too. Ha ha ha ha....!

There is more and more blood, staining the floor red. By the end, they all had fallen on the floor. The ending is more beautiful than I thought. But that’s not the end...