"Yeah, yeah, get it over with."

I told the witch to hurry up and get on with it. I just messed up picking her in the first place.

"Oh, really? Too bad... I was hoping to play with you more! You really can just give up and die, Pervy Uncle."

All right, gladly.

...

I expected to find myself back in contemplative darkness, pondering my next move. Well, if that was my play, I'd definitely chosen the wrong target a second time. I was in the same room, surrounded by a distinct presence of darkness and a distinct lack of blonde, bouncy witches... Instead, I was surrounded...

By blood!

There's blood all over the floor. It's all pooled around my feet like a splatter... Exactly where I'm standing...

I saw something twitch in the blood, like a snake moving through water... It was a cord, which quickly wrapped around my feet, then slung me through the air! The floor-

...

I was back again, and this time, my arms and legs were bound. I was under no impression I was alone this time. The grinning face of the only witch I'd meet here was gawking up at me, a grin that split from ear to ear. "Did you think about your mistake? Did you get it all figured out?"

Yes... my mistake was picking this option... I just need to go back-

"You're still pretty sloooow, Uuuuncle~!! Yeah, it's about time for you to split!"

...

I was back again. This time, I was looking at the lithe form of the witch in her purple gown, standing on the floor... No, now she was floating up... Now she was looking down on me literally as well as figuratively, with her shoe just in front of my face. "Kyahahahahaha!! You know what? I'm glad we met! I got to have this much fun this early! It makes me feel like I'm gonna have a reeeal good time with all those sorry saps on Rokkenjima! It's a great way to... kick things off!!"

For the love of... That's not even a magic ****!

...

I fucked up. Nothing sexy is happening in this chapter. As the red thread of the witch who never gets bored of killing binds me in place, I see a small army of pastries dancing from the nearby plates towards my mouth... This one will be slow. She's going see how much she can feed me until I pop.

This one's going to be terribly, awfully slow... If there was some way someone could simply choose to return me to an earlier point in my story, that would be a great kindness.

One... two... three... four...

Five... six... seven... eight...

Nine... ten... eleven... twelve...

Thirteen... fourteen... fifteen... burp... sixteen...

Seventeen... Eighteen... Ninetee-

"Uuuugh, this is getting boring. It's better if you just give up and die, after all."

It really is.