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Luscious dark on the outside, shimmering ruby on the inside. Matsui had a habit of frequenting this café and ordering this exact pastry every time he visited for as long as he could remember, but he was never tired of the enticing sight that unfolded on his plate as he drove a dainty spoon into the adorable round of chocolate pastry. Flowing forth went a stream of thick, sensual red spreading uncontrolled all over the white porcelain, pooling around the dark cake like the visualization of his wildest fantasies. For a second, he was no longer in an elegant café, but on a corpse-ridden battlefield; he was not cutting open a syrup-filled cake, but stabbing into the heart of darkness itself, letting its blood gush out, staining everything in its path… He soon forgot about the spoon and swiped the syrup with his fingertips, letting the red liquid drip onto his tongue. Instead of the tangy sweetness of strawberry, all he tasted was blood. The maddening, ecstatic stench that he wanted, that had him unaware of the grin that crept on his face and the real blood that began to drip out of his nostril…
Kotegiri sitting across the table had decided that, though he would definitely return to the café in the future, never again would he visit with a certain blood-obsessed brother of his.