[Kamikaze Chinchilla]

Nobuo felt as though he would have done the same if he had memories of the brutal experimental treatments. Of course he didn't, so he wasn't as compelled to do it as much as Rie and Arata. He nodded, "And if there is no one, then you are welcomed to carry on your plans before the time. But I will thoroughly make certain that I know each one, enough to determine their fate."

Arata didn't like waiting one bit. He wanted them all dead, but he had to play by the rules of the game that Rie had set. He leaned into her shoulder, "Can you play your pieces well?"

"This isn't a child's game. This is much more serious..with lives on the line," the two were still children. But two..very messed up children. They had been pushed to the point where they wanted to shed blood, and no child should ever be pushed into doing that. He lifted a hand and steadied Arata's face, looking at the giant red mark, "Before we return, let's take care of this. Medicinal ointments...do you know where they sell them?" It was the least he could do since he felt bad about slapping them just to make a show. He wanted to give them something to help bring down the redness and help soothe the pain.