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We’d hidden our true nature and acted out something between just the two of us. It just so happened that the signs of our terrible playacting happened to fall under the human definition of bullying.

The bathtub wasn't small, per se, but there wasn't anywhere for us to put our legs when we got in together. Ruri-chan's legs were on my shoulders, and mine are kicking up against her jaw.

Ruri-chan and her parents had the same expression. They were all owning up to the same crime, waiting wide-eyed for my response. With those expressions, they looked like defendants waiting to hear their judgement. I supposed this is what it felt like to be a judge handing down the verdict.

"Asami-chan." It seemed Kururu had gotten tired of looking at the scenery out the window and turned to me, chin in her palm. "It's not your fault." How many times had I heard that cliché already? But if not my fault, then whose?

The parasites that infested me thrived on the electrical signals my brain produced when I felt pain. They operated their host by stimulating my nervous system, getting me to go places where I'd get hurt. It seems like the temptation comes from my brainworms.

I could hear laughter from the city's nightlife. It was a circle of people, connected like family. The streetlights shining down on them showcased their existence, and when I realized that I wasn't included, my hand on my knee naturally coiled into a fist.

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch. 25 - Embers The so-called 'place I belong' had been totally snatched away, and it left me feeling like a scattered flock of birds with nowhere else to go after they'd been driven from a forest cleared to make way for an empty lot.

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch. 24 - Severed I never felt the loneliness Ruri-chan talked about. I was always by myself since Mom started leaving at night. Nearly three years passed, living like that. Even spending New Years' and Christmas alone didn't bother me.

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch. 23 - Blank The starkness of my environment made me anxious whenever I went down to the living room. I was always wondering if I was a ghost that was invisible to everyone, even my own mother.

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch. 23 – BlankThat was when I saw it. The butterfly hairpin. Everything at the stand was handmade, so it was the only one in the world. The hairpin sparkled like a gem and changed color depending on how the ligh…imagotranslations.wordpress.com

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch. 22 - Justice Ruri-chan had searched and searched for the place she'd been heading towards from the beginning. Maybe the act itself wasn't about arriving at her destination, but the feelings she had along the way.

Humans, insects, they’re the same thing! There's already no going back if you're in the chrysalis and you're messed up. No matter how much you tell me to love something besides pain, I don't have the stomach for it...

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch. 20 – Reaper Was this how I'd lose myself? One part at a time? First it was my right eye, now my right leg. I wondered what was next. My right hand? My voice? I thought back to the piercing being torn out—maybe my hearing?

There were creatures that craved things that were never alive, and creatures that craved things that had died. No one could see the difference clearly enough to say one was better than the other.

I wonder when my emergence failed. I don't even have memories of being a chrysalis. Why didn't *I* have a proboscis for sipping nectar?

Next chapter's got the bug yuri coming in hot

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch17 - Tactless No... hurting herself was the only way she could get that pain. She needed to absorb it every now and then to stay sane in her everyday life. But the pain she needed to support herself... I had cut her off from it.

The trust in me dropped like a rock. The skewering looks I got—the kind that said, "so she's that kind of person"—felt like they were excavating a cave inside me.

Isn't my other, detached side eventually going to hurt someone important to me? Aren't I eventually... going to kill someone? After all, I had the personality for it.

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch 14 – Bloodstain If the force I used to pull the earring out was filled with remorse and consolation, that was a virtue. This act in service of Tateha's desire was an act of atonement for my sins.

Sadistic Metamorphosis Ch. 13 – Mask You were so cool—I didn't know what to say to that, so I masked my speechlessness by fetching the lunchbox from my bag. It was a little on the large side since I’d borrowed Father’s. It didn't fit in Tateha's small palm. "Thanks, Ruri-chan. You're something…