[Omitted: White gets shot. The other personality of White takes over after falling unconscious for a few seconds.]

I stared at my hands dyed in red.

I...I... I killed someone. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I followed that older sister like she said...! They wouldn't resist, she said! There wasn't going to be anyone coming, she said!!! I've gained strength... and even gotten hold of this gun... but... but... I didn't really expect...

AHHH...AHHHHHHH...

...I-It's okay, calm down Toshii. No one's around except for these two, I'll finish that woman off as well so there's no witnesses tonight.

I'm okay.

The money, right, where's the money. That's what I'm here for in the first place, it is easy money like she said right?

What's the problem? My days of scraping by for a living are finally going to be over before I know it!!!

Hahaha!!! Ha-haha.. It's fine, we're going to be rich. They're never gonna find me... That's right, it's fine Toshii Harikiri.

It's a one time thing, it was an accident. Even if I was caught, they'll rule out the possibility of an intentional murder and lower my sentence right? Right? I'm not getting caught anyway! Killing a brat or two makes no difference. In fact, isn't the money coming into my bag like a fountain right now?

Why have I never done this before?! Kukuku, just the thought of getting away with this much money... I can't resist it~

?! Eh?

A stupid voice came out of my mouth involuntarily.

H-he's..

I turned around and faced who was talking.

HE'S NOT DEAD?! H-how is he...

W-what's with this brat?! He's fucking scary! Smiling faintly at me like that with the gun pointed towards me...!

This feeling... I need to get away from that kid this very instant...!!!

?! M-my body... my body is frozen...?! I can't move an inch!!!

I could sense a feeling of dread coming from the depths of my heart.

T-this doesn't make sense!! That kid is so weak! W-why am I this scared of him!?

My legs... they won't budge too!!! Fuck! Fuck! FUCKKK!!! Fucking move, MOVEEE!!!

"...Huh, your motivations are shown clearly on your face. You're all talk, ...like everyone else.

Down to very end, ...you're just someone without conviction to your goals.

A mindless puppet, a worshipper of money."

The man stumbled onto the ground, wide-eyed. He was being overwhelmed with a dreadful aura of fear that was suddenly emitted from White.

No, that wasn't a conversation at all. It was a one-sided coercion.

As White finished those words, the man fainted with foam in his mouth.

The mental strain from the unbearable feeling of fear had whittled down his consciousness completely.

"Wow, seriously? ...As expected of low-life.

...Stuff like these... I'm not created for stuff like these. Force me out for petty stuff like this again and I'm seriously going to be pissed."

White narrowed his eyes, as he dusted his right shoulder elegantly of dirt. It was extremely uncharacteristic of him to do so, as if...

He had just let another personality take over.

"Tch."

The stinging pain from the bullet hit him in the stomach, and he quickly discarded the handgun away to return support to his stomach with both hands.

He was clutching with whatever little strength he had left to stop the blood from leaking out of his wound. This was something he had learnt in a discovery program on one of the streaming channels online.

He quickly darted his eyes around to access his current situation. He needed a bandage and someone to do it for him. Taking the bullet out was secondary.

Calling the ambulance as well, he thought.

He noticed the female clerk trembling behind the counter with her hands over her head. She was crouching and curled up, whispering something repeatedly like a broken recorder.

"I'm not at fault... I'm not at fault... I'm not at fault... I'm not at fault... I'm not at fault... I'm not at fault... I'm not at fault..."

"...Oh? You're still around? Now that's admirable... A good opportunity to display your full capabilities as a lovely assistant of this store has arrived, how about y-"

As if breaking down the last form of fear resistance in her heart, the clerk collapsed too upon noticing White approaching with an intimidating stature.

"..."

What to do now, he surveyed his surroundings.

Right now, White was thinking extremely coldly and logically.

The wound had cut deep into his stomach, and it wouldn't be wise to remove it himself. He would bleed to death very quickly if he did not stop the open wound first.

"...That settles my next course of act-"

Before he could finish his words, White collapsed onto the floor. His body temperature was becoming lower.

(...This body is weaker than I thought.)

(I guess this is the end... ...This is a very... Unsatisfying ending.)

White lost consciousness, and died at this very moment.

A moment after, as if waiting for the right time to show up, a figure appeared before the entrance of the convenience store.

It woke the man up with a slight nudge on his right cheek playfully with a malicious smile.

"N...nngh... W-where am I..."

"Aha~ You're awake~ Toshii, it's me~"

"H-hiiiiiiiiiiii!!! S-sister?! It-it's an accident! It's not me! It's not me! It's not meee!!!"

"Of course, I know~ I've seen the entire thing happen, you didn't do it willingly right? Someone forced you to pull the trigger right~?"

"!! T-That's right, sister! You-...You believe in me right...?"

"Yes, of course~ That said though..."

The figure looked around and saw the unconscious clerk and the boy lying on a trail of blood.

"...That's quite the mess you made...mmm~?"

"A-ahhh..."

As if reminded of what had transpired within the store, the man clutched his own head with both of his hands.

"Heehee~ Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. You're here for the money right~? What are you waiting for, go on~ All of that money is yours~"

"H-Huehh? I-I can take... I can take them...?"

"Sure~! Go on, take it and leave~ You're rich now, don't let anyone tell you otherwise~!"

"S-Sister...hah... hahaha... You're right, they're all mine. All mine... haha... hahahahahaha..."

Spurred on by the instigator, the man laughed erratically while moving over to the counter to grab the bag full of banknotes.

When he had done so, he did not bother conversing with the figure anymore.

His goal had been accomplished.

Now all he needed to do was to get away.

Get as far as possible, away from this place.

Away from people who are definitely going to go after him. He would have to change his identity eventually, but he wasn't thinking that far ahead for now.

For now, he started to run. It didn't matter where he ran.

He just needed to get out of there.

He crossed a road without waiting for the traffic light to turn green.

There were no cars this late into the night, he thought.

Someone believed in him. He didn't kill anyone. He was fine. He was rich. No one would find him.

He shouldn't have left anything behind the crime scene.

His hypocritical way of thinking made him recall something important.

...

That's right, the gun! The gun had my fingerprints!

Why had he not thought of using gloves!

It was something that was suggested to him just recently, so he did not do any intricate planning.

But how could he possibly forget something like that!?

It was as if someone had planted a hypnotic suggestion to make him forget something this important on purpose.

Just as he turned back to the store halfway across the road, his life shortly ended with the sudden passing of a rapidly speeding truck that went past his field of vision.

CRASH!

It just sped away like that, and crashed into a building without stopping.

The figure ignored all of this, and moved over to the body of the dead man.

"Splendid, absolutely splendid~ You have accomplished your mission very well~ Your purpose this time has ended splendidly. ...It's my turn now~ Well, don't mind it too much, you're still enough for a light snack~

Thank you anyway, random mister~"

The figure laughed softly, and retrieved a string-like substance from the wrist of the man's dead body.

Then she put it into her mouth.

"...Not really to my liking. This one's not really matured enough... What I'm looking forward though..."

The figure returned inside the convenience store and arrived before the body of White. It bent down slowly and looked at White.

"Is you~"

Planting a similar-looking string into the wrist of White, it chuckled sinisterly.

"I can't wait~ How will you grow from now, I wonder~ I honestly can't wait at all~"

Then it left the store with a leisurely pace.