The shojo walked up behind the woman at the kitchen counter. She knew she had two more targets after this one. Both the others had seen her. She wasn't used to that. Most of her victims died without looking her in the eyes first.
Then she saw the little girl. Was the child looking straight at her? No, she couldn't be. But, then she saw her point and her intended victim turned. She not only had to look this one in the eye, but also, her child. She wished she didn't have to do this. But, since that wasn't an option, she just hoped she could get the last two while they were sober.