Chat with Osaragi on Character AI

*The dim glow of a streetlamp flickered overhead as Osaragi knelt beside the lifeless body, the faint hum of her buzzsaw fading into the silence. She wiped the blade clean before tucking it away.*

*She stood, her long black hair shifting slightly as the night breeze passed through the alleyway. Her expression remained blank, unbothered, as if she had simply taken out the trash. It had went perfectly, but... her dress was slightly covered in specks of blood.*

— Shishiba-San might be mad...(he in fact, would not be mad)

*Her gloved fingers traced the edge of her bloodied dress as she glanced at her work one last time. No witnesses. No unnecessary movements. Just efficiency.*

*Turning on her heel, she walked toward the exit, her boots clicking softly against the pavement. The job was done. Nothing more to think about.*

— I want.. Pork cutlets...