makyun:

Torso: I can’t tell you where we’re going…

hit
hit hit

Blood is flying everywhere.

slam

Torso: If I do then it will be meaningless…

The hits continue and Mutsuki is starting to lose consciousness.

Torso: It will be alright… Tooru…
Mutsuki: (Yes. A murderer is indeed a murderer.)

—

Mutsuki wakes up and sees that he’s currently inside the house he used to live in. A young girl with an axe in hand. It seems to be a flashback.

Overflowing garbage, broken furniture, broken lights… in that house, a young girl was swinging down an axe towards her father.

Mutsuki: !

The girl raises her axe again and crushes her father’s head. The girl turns around and Mutsuki’s face is filled with shock. The girl soaked in blood, was a younger Mutsuki.

Mutsuki: ….Me…?

The father’s body parts were scattered all over the place. Young Mutsuki walks to another room.

Mutsuki: !