Javer's Iron and Justice (8)

"Kill me."

“······.”

A hellish one-liner rang out.

Javer clenched her fist.

Beneath her, a black-haired boy lay sprawled.

Subdued and unable to move, the boy repeatedly exhaled icy breaths.

“Investigator.”

Black eyes looked up at the woman.

His gaze was calm.

There was not even a trace of fear in it...