" Really nice man I met, anyway how about joining me for a nice cup of Darjeeling te..."

While Mrs.Henridge was still talking. Belldandy thrust her hands forward and wrapped it around the old lady's neck. She felt her hands tighten around it as she lifted her off the ground(hey she's a goddess, she gotten have some superhuman strength.).

Mrs.Henridge didn't do anything at first but when she felt her air supply being cut off. She started struggling, whacking Belldandy with her stick, and futilely trying to kick her legs. Doing anything to breathe. All this while Belldandy kept her hands on her neck, a vacant look on her face.

" Wait, what am I doing?" Belldandy questioned herself as she watch Mrs.Henridge's Face turn from bright healthy pink to blue. "She seems to be suffering, should I stop?" Belldandy asked herself in her mind.

Will you...

Stop Strangling Mrs.Henridge-go to chapter 12

Continue strangling Mrs.Henridge-go to chapter 13

Stop Strangling Mrs.Henridge, She deserves much worse-go to chapter 14