At the End of Revenge, There You Are ~The Scum Who Killed My Beloved, Prepare Yourselves! I Will Drag You All to Hell... Wait, What? Why Are the Heroine and the Demoness Coming After Me, a Woman!?(GL) - Chapter 10

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

“I’m sorry, but… for now, you need to die. Please.”

What—?!

As she spoke, a massive object came crashing down toward me.

Sh1t. If that hits me, I’ll be crushed to paste—instant death.

The moment the thought registered, my body moved on its own.

I threw myself out of the impact zone, running at full speed—

The force of the impact shook the ground.

Barely made it.

“Heh… You’re pretty good.”

“Ghh—!”

I barely had time to process her words before she was in front of me.

And then—

A swift, powerful kick.

She was strong.

But I refused to go down that easily.

I pushed off the ground just before her foot connected, dampening the blow—

Then, twisting midair, I landed on both feet and—

“Demon’s Break!”

I swung my sword, unleashing a blazing slash.

She was definitely a demon.

And most likely—

The one who killed Yuzuha.

No mercy.

I activated the anti-demon skill I had learned—forced on me during my Special Investigation Unit training, of all things.

I had never expected to use it in a real fight.

“Oh my, you really are strong… But it’s pointless. You have to die.”

“Tch—!”

I barely managed to block as her forearm morphed into a blade—

And slashed at me.

Heavy.

But I could handle it.

This sword—

It was the one Gen-san gave me when I finished my training.

At the time, I had complained, “Couldn’t you have picked something cuter for a girl?”

But now…

“Gen-san… Thanks to you, I can fight a demon.”

“Hmm… But you’re still nothing special. Not nearly enough.”

“Ghh—!”

Her strength suddenly surged.

I barely had time to brace myself before my blade was forced downward.

“Still not ready… Not yet.”

Then, from her back—

Black wings spread wide.

For a split second, I hesitated.

Not because I was afraid—

But because she looked breathtaking.

Her wings, her form—inhumanly beautiful.

But that moment of hesitation was a mistake.

“Now… Die for me.”

She spun, her wings unfurling—

And unleashed a storm of shockwaves.

“Kyaa—!”

I dodged the first one, but the second was unavoidable.

I raised my blade to block—

And watched as it was cleaved in half.

More blades of light followed—

Each one shredding away my body.

I felt my limbs vanish.

The sensation of touch disappeared.

“Ah…”

A stupid, weak sound escaped my lips.

And then I collapsed.

Pain.

But more than that—

Despair.

“Yuzuha…”

Is this how you died, too?

So easily?

So helplessly?

Like a toy, broken and discarded?

You must have been so scared.

You always hated the dark.

I still remember the nights you’d wake me up during sleepovers, whispering, “Come with me to the bathroom… I’m scared.”

And I’d laugh, saying—

“It’s fine. I’ll come with you. I’ll wait right outside.”

Back then, I could be there for you.

But this time—

You were alone.

Left to die by yourself.

“I’m… coming to you, Yuzuha…?”

“Apologies, but don’t worry…”

My hair was yanked up, my limp body lifted into the air.

Her voice—so sweet, so cruel.

“Even if you die, you’ll come back. As my tool.”

“No…”

I refuse.

If that happens—

I’ll never save Yuzuha.

I’ll never hold her hand again.

“Yuzuha…”

But my desperate thoughts did nothing.

Her name barely escaped my lips.

I tried to move, to stand—

But I had no arms.

No legs.

I had lost.

Completely.

This was the demon that killed Yuzuha.

I should have felt rage, hatred—

But the gap between us was so overwhelming…

I felt nothing.

No anger.

Just—

Hopelessness.

No.

That’s wrong.

I can’t give up here.

If I quit now—

Then Yuzuha’s death will have meant nothing.

Just another explorer lost to the dungeon.

And I—

I would be nothing more than a delusional fool who thought she could fight a demon.

A nobody who got cocky—

And died for it.

No.

Worse than that.

I refuse to become this thing’s servant.

Never.

“Yuzuha… So that’s how it is…”

“I understand now. You are—”

A memory surfaced—

The harsh words my relentless supervisor had once thrown at me.

I had been beaten to a pulp, my vision blurry from exhaustion—

And he had stood over me, his voice unwavering:

“Do you think you can protect anything like this?”

“Do you think you can uphold your convictions like this?”

Tch.

Why the hell was I thinking about that old bastard now?!

But…

I refuse to lose.

Even without his damn words, I won’t fall so easily.

Because I will hold Yuzuha again.

I’ll tell her—

“It was scary, wasn’t it? But it’s okay now.”

And then I’ll kiss her.

This time, I won’t just let it happen.

I’ll be the one to do it.

“Demon’s Crush…!”

“…?!”

I poured every last drop of my remaining mana into one final skill.

I had no arms.

No legs.

So what?

I still had my head.

If that’s the only thing I can use—then I’ll use it.

Because I won’t give up.

“…That was surprising.”

But, of course—

She dodged it effortlessly.

Pain.

I felt my hair rip from my scalp.

Strands were torn out one by one.

Why—?

Why did this hurt more than losing my arms and legs?

But in the end—

Even my final attack had meant nothing.

Damn it.

I collapsed.

“I’m sorry… Yuzuha…”

I… failed.

“I’m sorry…”

“Unbelievable…”

“But I suppose this works.”

“Yes… This is even better.”

“Come now. Let’s make a contract.”

“Don’t worry—I won’t turn you into just a mere servant.”

“With this, even your wish will come true.”