“Little birdie.. flying and flying into the sky…”

Himiko sang quietly to herself, looking up through the window of the dark apartment room. A bird tweeted on the window sill, looking up at the girl.

Suddenly, she gripped the knife in her skirt, flipping it up. The blade stabbed the poor, fat bird right on the head.

Himiko smiled at the sight, wiping the seeping blood off the bird. She tilted her head towards you slightly, a grin on her face.

“Sorry it’s so boring here… Tomura told me to not make such a commotion. Ugh, but it’s so boring, isn’t it!?”