Chapter 773: A New Phase Part 9

"..." I rip out a teacher’s entrails and bring them to my mouth, chewing slowly while I look at my phone screen where I’m talking to Fanni—or rather, starting a conversation because she just sent the first message.

’Why the hell did she decide to text me this late at night? She should be asleep...’

"[Pandora!! It’s kind of late! Sorry for texting at this hour!!!]" She sends a message full of emojis before sending the actual conversation. I shove my hand into the teacher’s chest, tearing out a piece and putting it in my mouth while I type with the other hand.

"[It’s fine, I’m awake with no plans of sleeping anytime soon]" I write back to her even with the screen smeared with blood.

"The teacher is kind of tasty, but I don’t think she’s quite what I would’ve wanted." Our biology teacher is a snake girl—I was expecting a better flavor from her blood.

"[Pandora what are you doing at this hour? It’s midnight!! I’m awake because I can’t sleep!! The biology teacher is giving a test tomorrow!! Why the hell do we have tests every single week? College is bullshit!! I know it’s an elite study program, but this is just overkill!!]"

"Hmm... it’s really ironic that she’s talking about what time I’m awake when she’s awake too. Anyway, the hypocrisy of mortals."

"[I’m eating a little, nothing more]" I rip out her heart, putting it in my mouth while I text Fanni.

"[Besides, no need to worry. I bet you’ll do great on the test tomorrow]" I reassure her with a smile on my face—after all, there won’t even be a test tomorrow.

’Since there won’t be classes tomorrow once they find the body, I should take Fanni out for a little friend date. Her favorite plushie shop opens tomorrow at noon. It’s perfect.’

"[Hahaha only you to cheer me up! Sometimes I wish she would just disappear. She’s such an annoying teacher! She could skip tomorrow]"

"...Hehehe, would you look at that—she predicted exactly what’s going to happen." I hear the crack of bones snapping as I pull her thigh, yanking it completely off.

"[You shouldn’t say you want teachers to disappear. That could get you in trouble]"

"[Oh no!! Pandora are you going to snitch on me?]" She uses a bunch of shocked, surprised, and crying-laughing emojis.

"[No]" My replies are much simpler—I just type the message without any additions.

"[Good!!]" She sends a GIF of a cat with its hand on its chest, panting with a relieved smile.

"..." I bite a chunk of the thigh, tearing the flesh with my teeth while I type a question to her.

"[Why are you texting me at this hour? Normally you wouldn’t message me at this time because you’d be afraid of bothering me or seeming annoying]"

"[...I just had a bad feeling!! I wanted to check if you’re okay]"

"They do say cats are good at sensing bad things—though in this case, I’m the bad thing." I gouge out the teacher’s eyes, digging my fingers into the sockets and bringing them to my mouth like crunchy little snacks.

"[I’m totally fine. I’m home with my grandma. Are you worried? How adorable. You’re going to give me diabetes being this sweet]"

"[Hehehe I’m glad you’re okay... but I’m still a little nervous. How about you send me a photo right now? Or I won’t be able to sleep peacefully]"

"...Tsk." I switch from the messaging app to the camera, turning my body so the angle doesn’t catch the corpse, and take a photo. With magic, I easily alter it to look like I’m at home in pajamas.

"[Here you go]" I send the photo to her, and she responds with a flood of relieved emojis and GIFs one after another.

"[Sorry for being so nosy! I can sleep peacefully now! I hope we get great results tomorrow!!! Well, you definitely will, but I hope I can too]"

"[It’s fine. I’m going to have to end this conversation here—my phone is about to die]" I decide to wrap up this conversation right now.

"[Ok!! Sleep with the angels!! And dream of me!!]"

"See, teacher—she didn’t like you. If she did, you’d still be alive, since I avoid killing people she likes. If you’d known how to be a kinder teacher, I wouldn’t have made you swallow needles until you died." I roll my eyes at her while I tuck my phone into my pocket.

"At least you’re cute, though those scales on your face ruin everything. Teacher, I actually kind of liked you." I hug her body, biting her cheek and tearing off a piece.

"I would’ve loved to have fucked you, but you had to say no so cruelly. Now this pretty little body is useless." I like getting a no—I could easily make anyone say yes to me with my powers, but the dynamic of not getting something I want makes me angry, and I like feeling anger, disgust, and other strong emotions.

"...If only you tasted better, then at least I could’ve enjoyed more of you." I finish by taking a bite out of her head, tearing off a piece of her skull and brain, savoring everything I needed to gauge the flavor.

"A five out of ten—average." I let the corpse drop to the floor. I’ve killed many like this, and I never finish eating when it’s not above a seven—like an eight, nine, or ten.

When they find these bodies, they call the authorities and try to figure out what killed them, but so far no one has even come close, since my way of killing resembles both a deliberate murder and a wild animal tearing apart its prey.

"Oh right, there’s this half-wolf guy who’s pretty cute among the private detectives hired by the mother of one of the students I devoured—he’s been getting close to me. Who would’ve thought he’d manage just because I dropped a small hair clip at one of the crime scenes? I should play with him later to congratulate him on the excellent work."

"I wonder what his flesh and blood taste like..." I lick my lips as I teleport back to my room, where Oriane is already waiting, completely naked and tied to the bed.

"Oriane, I’m back. Good thing you didn’t move, or I would’ve had to punish you." I say with a smile as I toss my phone aside—I’ll clean it later. I like cleaning it manually to keep that faint scent of my victims’ blood lingering for a few days.

’I wonder what Fanni would think if she knew I just devoured one of our teachers... damn... the anxiety of it is delicious. I really wish she’d find out by accident someday...’