Oh, he can appreciate a clean cut - arguably a clean separation was more appealing to him than that executed so clumsily. At times, he had his preferences for such crude style - but it was so fitting for Eiji-kun, to be a man who would execute such a gruesome act with such grace. He accepts his tea with a grateful bow of his head, gently blowing to cool it down before taking a sip and humming in satisfaction.
“How you spoil me by amusing me with the thought Eiji-kun! I’ll swoon if you keep talking like this.”
Again, he licks his lips at the very thought of losing his hands - the very things that were holding this delicious cup of tea, the hands that wielded his microphone during battle… Though the act itself is much more appealing to him - the feeling of strong hands gripping his wrist, the cold blade breaking through the layer of skin and down through layers of muscle, the excruciating pain to follow and his complete lack of ability to do anything about it but writhe and moan. Complete submission to agony and such violent means - it makes him shiver in pleasure to think about.
“Then again, why stop at the hands?” He peers at him through his lashes, a coy smile curling upon his lips. “If you take my hands, you might as well take my eyes too~ Perhaps even my tongue! There are so many disposable parts, I suppose that is just the nature of the body after all isn’t it?”
( There will always be violence in existing, in the flesh, in its vulnerability. )
taking small , careful sips of his coffee , eiji limits himself to listening for now . isn’t ari - san enjoying himself too much , thinking of having his body dismembered and more ? eiji can’t say he minds much , he supposes it’s part of his charm ( or at least in his opinion ) .
a thoughtful hum accompanied by tapping his chin ; a little blood is fun , too much gets messy . too much of a slasher for his liking .
‘ that isn’t my style though , don’t you think ? ’ he’s picturing how the scene would go , camera reel already playing in his mind , ‘ hm , i’d say something more like ... luring you into joining my little group , growing close enough to learn things such as your address and work schedule without much suspicion . i let you into my house , even ; let you make yourself at home as i watch . i’m always watching , ’ a sip , lips curling up , ‘ i let in small cues that i might be planning something darker , but you brush it off as just my personality . at some point i even tell you about this , but what kind of murderer just spells out their plan ? you don’t know much about my past , or anything i haven’t outright told you . i could have done this before , many times , but i wouldn’t , right ? ’
eiji chuckles , dark and low . it needs a bit more polishing but yes , he likes this plot , ‘ the blood should come at the end . i know you enjoy it , so maybe i’d anesthetize you so you can’t feel it , i like the irony of it . or maybe have you do it yourself instead of getting my own hands dirty ! it’d probably be at your own house , too ; the preserved organs could useful to mess up with the evidence , i’m sure i can get creative with that , ’ a sharp air intake --- he’s rambling , awfully invested into the topic ( the scene turned into a movie ! ) , every word getting more and more close to mumbling but not quite , ‘ eyes ... i think bo - kun would rather have those . ’
eiji cleans his throat , ‘ --- anyways , where did you leave the cookies , ari - san ? i’m getting a bit hungry . ’
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