Nagisa's eyes widen as he sees Karma approaching him while holding a knife that seems to glint under the light coming from the small bulb hanging from the ceiling that seems to be the only light source in the dark and small room. Karma forces his hand to open and places the tip of the knife on his palm.

"This is for touching..." He plunges the knife deeper in Nagisa's palm, making blood trickle from the source as Nagisa's scream of pain was muffled by the rag that was wrapped securely around his mouth and while Karma wanted to hear the sound he emits caused from pain, but he doesn't want to attract much attention.

His attention was diverted from him after hearing the sound of the doorbell, knowing that it means that you have arrived just in time it seems. "Eh~ Well, our fun ends here for a short while. I'll be back to check on you later. The fun isn't over yet."

Nagisa gulps while thinking of how idiotic of him to just accept Karma's offer to go to his house without suspecting that he'll do anything to him. It seems that his dear friend managed to properly hide his bloodlust until it's the right moment to strike, just like his own natural skill. Wiping the knife before keeping it away, Karma then goes back up the stairs that leads back up to the ground floor of his house. He secures it with a lock before approaching the front door of his house, opening it before he was soon greeted by your smiling face.

"What's that small red splash on your shirt?" Your question caught him off guard when you easily spot the unusual splatter on his clothing as his excitement to see you again made him forget any possible stain the mess he made might leave.

"Hm? Where? This?" Relief flooded him once noticing that it was just a small splash of blood, that's not too obvious to be one, present on his gray shirt. "I was eating a strawberry jam sandwich and might've made a mess. Don't mind it and besides, we still have a movie to watch."