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. 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…

Oh, what's this? Did we accidentally leave a Christmas present locked in the closet? We're now live with a translation of the first twelve chapters of Nomi Hata's toxic yuri webnovel, "Sadistic Metamorphosis"!

Chapter 12 – Demon Without fully comprehending what I was doing, I cupped her ear in my hand. She smiled sweetly as I touched it, like a cat being pet. She pulled her hands up to her chest when I started to set up the piercer. I could tell how nervous she was.

Chapter 11 – Corpse I wondered what kind of reaction Tateha would have to a bento I made. I could picture her looking grateful, happy, and laughing, but not much else. I stared up at the kitchen vent fan, which reminded me of a line graph that didn't deviate from the trend.

Chapter 10 – Prison But that wasn't it. I am a sinner, and my entire life needed to be spent in atonement to the girl before of me. What happens from now on is just picking up from where that day left off. I had to make Tateha's face twist in pain.

Chapter 9 – Water After all, her requests definitely required courage. Saying something that reveals your inner self to another person is as embarrassing as you'd expect. It’s no different from confessing to someone you like. I wasn't so shocked that I could disregard that.

Chapter 8 – Ridicule If we assume a murderer we saw on the news is evil, the good person in that situation was the one who stopped the murders, right? Or was it the person who reported the crime? Or maybe, the person who lectures 'murder is bad!' from a safe distance was the good person? That…

Chapter 7 – Virtue The demonic self that dumped water on you, stabbed you with a pencil, burned your open wounds, and rolled on the floor cackling about it all, I killed her.

Chapter 6 – Caress "It's not possible, Ruri-chan. You're mistaken. You see, people can't change like that." I gently embraced that hand of hers. "See, I tried to change, too. Until today, I lived thinking I needed to fix this love of pain, since it's strange. But, you see, it was impossible to…

Chapter 5 – Skull I knew that was what Ruri-chan feared most. How would she feel if she knew that too, I wondered. Angry? Bitter? Or maybe the old Ruri-chan would show up for me again. She would, I was sure. After all, for as much as she thought she had changed, human warmth didn't pass through…

Chapter 4 – Prosthetic She was obviously avoiding me, though. Actually, it was more like she was scared of me. We could talk to one another, but it was clear there was a wall between us somewhere. Despite that, she'd stare at me from a distance when I was chatting with someone in class. No.…

Chapter 3 – Decay Happiness takes many forms; its shape depends on the animal, depends on the person. Looking forward to decay shouldn't raise any objections. After all, every animal survives through the death of others. I patiently waited for the moment fledglings left the nest in search of new…

Chapter 2 – Cavity Her technique was to never ease up, no matter how much I suffered, screamed, and cried. That tempestuous, merciless assault was lovely. I wanted more from her. I wanted her to teach me all sorts of pain. No other girl could. Only Ruri-chan could deliver satisfaction.

Chapter 1 – Windhole The sounds of my burbling and thrashing mixed with the three voices of Ruri-chan and her toadies. Their muffled voices sounded like the wails of the damned, straight from the depths of hell. I see, this must be hell. I must be about to die.