From a deserted island with murderous intent

Chapter 0-2. From a deserted island with murderous intent

When he found out my identity, the man said he was sorry.

But he said that he really had no choice.

I looked at the man in silence.

The man, who had lost his composure, suddenly stood up.

"I'll bring some tea."

The man wanted to get out of my sight.

He took advantage of the gap and attacked from behind.

It ended surprisingly easily.

It was like, yeah, lighting a match.

It fell down with a thud, and only an ugly body remained.

For a moment, it seemed like time had stopped.

And then silence enveloped my whole body.

I stood there dumbfounded for a few seconds, then quickly started cleaning up.

His head was frighteningly cold.

After finishing cleaning up, I looked down at the man.

Of course, this man also knew the answer.

It was just hidden with a cunning that made it look weak.

The fire of my hatred has not been extinguished.

(※Caution: Not from the male protagonist's perspective)