Mask Off

After having her fill of unnerving laughter, the Detective returned to wearing a simple, yet still condescending smirk.

"「Judas」 is oh-so-keen on pinpointing me as the murderer, now isn't heee~? Ah, what a cute little scheme we have ourselves..."

As if barely stifling a laugh, her demonic grin grew, allowing those two sharp fangs to peek through. Again, nobody aside from myself seemed to notice how abnormally honed they were, or at the very least, nobody mentioned it.

Instead, "John" clenched a fist as he raised his voice.

"Tch, what, are you also the culprit!? Screw that guy, you're the most suspicious one here by far! And you're fucking crazy too, just like whatever bastard put us here to begin with!"

I don't know what I did to deserve that kind of slight, but regardless, I felt an undeniable sense of relief to not be the one in the hot seat.