Masochist

"You had a breakthrough?" Leonel asked.

Aina blushed down to her collarbone. She had tried to be subtle about it, but Leonel had still seen through her instantly. What happened to all that nonsense she read about husbands being dopes? How'd she get stuck with the husband that picked up on every little detail? Here, women were complaining that their haircuts weren't noticed, and now she had Sherlock Holmes over here picking up on her slightest emotions.

She reached out and pinched Leonel's waist, causing him to jump with fright. He couldn't help but be speechless. What had he done this time?

"Get me the blood already," she said in a huff before vanishing in a twirl of blood.

'Oh? What an interesting movement technique. She turned her entire body into blood… but it looks like she destroyed herself first… how… masochistic…'