🚬 reverse or not, you choose!
🚬 - Press a burned cigarette end onto muse’s skin
“Why people even smoke that crap?” Kiibo muttered as he moved cigarette away from his lips.
Robot looked up at girl standing here. Right, she was one of people who were picked to next game with him. Forcing him to meet everyone before game, even if no one will remember it, was useless and annoying as hell. Still he has to do this for some reason.
So why not give little warning to her?
He headed towards her.
“So, Kirumi-san, right? Well, well...” As he was walking next to her, robot pressed cigarette on her neck, hold it for a moment, listening how girl was hissing from pain, and then let it go. “Welcome to Killing Game. It’ll only get worse from now on.”












