Magical Girl Red Is Angry

After killing the team leader—no, the monster bastard—I was left alone. I sat down and slowly caught my breath.

For the first time, I’d killed a human. No, it wasn’t human. It was a monster.

I hadn’t killed a person. It had said it transcended humanity itself. That meant it wasn’t human.

Wait, did it actually say that? Ah, whatever. From the way it acted, it seemed to think so.

Right. I hadn’t killed a person.

I’d killed a monster that mistook itself for a person.

"I…. I didn’t do anything wrong."

I rubbed my arm with a trembling hand and tried to catch my breath.

But no matter how slowly I breathed or how long I sat and rested, my breathing wouldn’t settle.

Was it because of the smell of blood...