From Love to Hate

After saying that, Quetzalcoatl led Albedo away from the bar counter and turned toward the backyard.

Meanwhile, Albedo still wanted to resist, but no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from Quetzalcoatl's grip. She could only force herself to accept it.

Meanwhile, at the chatting area, Homelander, The Deep, and Yoshikage Kira were each sharing their own stories. When the three of them heard someone call them perverts, they turned around, wanting to curse back in anger.

But the moment they saw it was Quetzalcoatl, they immediately shrank their necks and pretended nothing had happened.

They didn't dare provoke her, absolutely didn't dare...

Heaven only knew what the consequences of talking back would be!

...

This minor interlude didn't affect Esdeath. She sipped her wine while asking about Ron's recent situation.

Seeing this, Kurome, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but feel a pang of curiosity.

Although she hadn't known Esdeath for long, other than caring for her people and subordinates, she had never seen her pay so much attention to anyone.

Especially a man!

"General Esdeath, do you like him?"

Kurome tilted her head, her cute little face filled with curiosity.

"Yes," Esdeath admitted quite openly.

"Just like how I love my sister. Just seeing her makes me feel so happy..."

"Executing missions together, even if it's dangerous, as long as my sister is there, it's enough."

Kurome cupped her face with both hands, speaking with a blissful expression.

Hearing this, Rayleigh, Sheng Zhu, E Mo Xiao Long, Hei Xin Hu and his son, and the others sitting nearby only felt that this was an affectionate pair of sisters.

"But why..."

"Why did sister betray me? Why did she betray the Empire?"

"Isn't it good for us to execute missions and stay together forever?"

Kurome lowered her head, her voice filled with pain.

"Don't be sad. Sooner or later, you will win back the sister you love most," Esdeath comforted her.

The people nearby also cast pitying glances.

What a pitiful little sister.

Her only precious sister wasn't by her side; she must have suffered a lot in her daily life.

However...

Just as everyone was feeling sympathetic, Kurome's next words instantly sent a violent shiver through them.

"That's right..."

"Because she is my most beloved, I must kill her with my own hands!"

"As long as I kill sister and make her a member of Ba Fang, she will never leave me again."

Kurome raised her head, a sickly blush appearing on her beautiful, smiling face.

Hearing this, everyone's bodies trembled slightly, their faces filled with question marks.

Huh?

What was going on?

This plot didn't seem quite right!

Wasn't it supposed to be a sister searching for her lost sister, and finally the two of them living happily together?

How did it turn into a sister's love turning into hate?!

"Kid, what's the deal with this little girl?" Rayleigh stepped forward and asked softly.

"Just a difference in stance."

"If we compare it to the current World Government, her sister is part of the Revolutionary Army."

"As for Ba Fang, it's the sword in Kurome's hand."

"It can control those slain by it through a curse, manipulating up to eight corpse puppets."

"Except for lacking consciousness, the puppets' physical capabilities are basically no different from when they were alive."

"In Kurome's eyes, as long as she kills her sister and turns her into a member of Ba Fang, they can happily stay together forever."

Ron lit a cigarette and slowly explained.

"That's truly an extreme way of thinking," Rayleigh muttered, then said no more.

He had met many people like Kurome on the seas before.

If one word went wrong, they would literally draw their blades and stab you!

At this moment, Kurome suddenly stood up, her dark pupils quietly staring at Ron.

"Since you understand my situation so well, tell me, is sister wrong?!"

"Should she have never left my side so we wouldn't have to slaughter each other..."

Ron shook his head slightly, "If we must distinguish right from wrong, everyone is at fault. You just need to do what you feel is right."

If dealing with an extreme person, trying to persuade them would definitely be useless. In case Ron said "your sister is right, you are wrong," Kurome might just draw her sword and slash him.

To deal with a yandere like Kurome, the best method was to go along with her, then slowly PUA her so her thoughts could be gradually influenced and changed.

Of course...

While PUA might work on someone with extreme feelings like Kurome, it wouldn't have any effect on other types of emotions.

"Tch, that's as good as saying nothing," Kurome muttered softly, then pulled out a bag of snacks labeled "Kurome's Snacks" and stuffed one into her mouth.

"Can I have a look at that bag of snacks of yours?" Ron asked gently.

Kurome looked up at him, saying somewhat blankly, "I'm not sharing this with you!"

As she spoke, she hid the snack bag behind her back like a hen protecting her chicks.

"I won't eat it."

"After all..."

"Those don't seem to be simple candies, do they?"

Ron propped his chin up and said with a smile.

These candies were actually drugs that enhanced Kurome's strength. They were highly addictive and placed an extremely heavy burden on her body!

"You know that too? Even General Esdeath doesn't know about this!"

Kurome looked vigilant, her small hand instinctively covering the hilt of March of the Dead: Yatsufusa.

With a flick of her thumb, the blade unsheathed slightly, and a sharp glint of cold steel flashed before Ron and the others.

"I have something more suitable for you here. Want to try it?"

"As long as you use it, you can rid yourself of the drugs in your hands."

"Of course, there's no such thing as a free lunch. As a condition, you must help me collect an Imperial Arm."

Ron lit a cigarette and said with a smile.

"You're not lying to me, are you?" Although Kurome still looked vigilant, she sheathed her sword.

Ron flicked his cigarette ash, "With Esdeath here, there's no way I would lie to you."

Hearing this, Esdeath also nodded gently, "I'll be the mediator. If Ron lies to you, I'll teach him a lesson!"

As soon as she finished speaking, with a clanking sound, those familiar chains appeared in front of Ron again.

"Then I'll trust you this once."

"However, Imperial Arms aren't easy to get; I'll have to think of a way."

"Though..."

"The Revolutionary Army seems to have quite a few interesting Imperial Arms."

"General Esdeath, is there a mission to hunt down the Revolutionary Army right now? I want to fight."

Kurome put away her snacks, slowly stood up, and spoke with a serious expression.

If it weren't to increase her strength, who would want to pop drugs every day?

Not to mention the immense toll it took on her body!

More importantly, Kurome needed the strength to kill her sister!

"Can't even wait for this?"

"Go find Bols. He is about to set off now."

Esdeath took a sip of wine, a smile playing on her lips.

With those words, Kurome left the tavern without looking back.

At that exact moment, the system's notification rang in Ron's head:

[Ding! Customer Kurome's expressed target of interest: Akame, will visit the tavern in the near future.