SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

late life (運刻生).

(1) 1.

The main characters living in the story sparkled like constellations.

I was not interested in the constellations shining in the night sky.

The main characters are stars to me.

The story they tell was my brilliant constellation.

Ah.

There were countless stars in the universe, and the story was infinite in all things.

- I want to see more stories.

I inadvertently touched the starlight.

-little bit more.

It was just that.

2.

Silence fell in the library.

The Great Library of All Life.

A place where each book contains the world.

Countless people lived in countless worlds, and each character had a story.

One of these books, [Lepanta Aigim], were two people from the world.

"......." Sal Cheonseong looked down at the director quietly.

“Did you say you were one of the people who killed me?”

"Yes.

Mr.

Kim Yul.”

“That’s a strange thing to say.”

Salcheonseong's voice was bleak.

“My death is recorded as taking place 153 years, 7 months and 9 days ago.

The person who killed me at that time was named Geomje.”

Sal Cheonseong pulled out an old notebook from his pocket.

The diary is the final station [Kim Yul] reached.

A declaration that he will never remember the past, leaving only traces of his past.

“The impression worn by the swordsman recorded in the diary is different from yours.”

Even if it is eaten by a white reincarnation, just like my skeletons will never let go of their daggers.

Salcheonseong also had only one old notebook.

“Are you a descendant of the swordsman?”

"......." "From what I understand, Geomje is not the type of person to apologize to anyone.

He is not the type to receive an apology from anyone." The director must have realized, "I judge.

You are not the heir of the swordsman, and you are not one of the people who killed me.

There is no reason for you to apologize to me." That he was already late: "Therefore, I will not accept your apology." "......." "More than anything else, my name is Lephanta Aikim.

My name is Salcheonseong.

You looked at me and called me Kim Yul.

However, there is no record of my being called Kim Yul, anywhere in my diary.

Aren't you mistaken for a human?" “Mr.

Kim Yul.”

The director's voice was trembling.

"Kim Yul is the name you had before you were called Lephanta Aigim.

Before you even got the diary, it was a name long ago.

The world you used to live in....

" “It is useless.”

Someone came up to me and muttered.

was the librarian.

He whispered to me in a voice so low that Sal Chun-seong and the director couldn't hear it.

"It's a pitiful sight.

I'll admit that, too.

One side is a victim whose time is sealed.

The other side is a bystander whose time is stuffed.

Ah, it's just as beautiful as a picture..." I looked back at the librarian.

[The librarian in the corner of the room is delighted and desperate.] The librarian had a strange expression on his face.

He seemed to be sad.

He seemed to be happy.

"However, four kings.

Too many things are too late.

[Salcheonseong] can never be saved." "......." "It's meaningless to say that I get an apology now.

Salcheonseong doesn't remember anything.

Her appearance and way of thinking are completely different from when she was Kim Yul.

How can I not remember? Can you forgive me for what I did? How can I forgive you for not remembering?”

"you." I said bluntly, "You know I'm coming back, right?" The librarian smiled, "Of course." “How? If I return, will you go through the same time?”

"Oh, things don't work that way.

In particular, the [Regressor's Clockwork] that you have is very special, so even the constellation cannot easily fall under its majesty.

But just like the constellations, the main seat is cute I only have powers.”

The head of the library snapped his finger.

Tak! Then a book flew in.

+ [Story of Deungcheon City] + That was the book the constellation showed me when I first set foot in the Grand Library.

“It is a book of your world.

It cannot be called an apocalypse because it has not yet been destroyed.”

The corner of the library chief's eyebrows raised.

"Now, just guess.

Who do you think the main character would have designated as the protagonist of [The Tale of Deungcheon City]?" “……”

Indeed.

“It is me.”

"That's right.

That's right!" “Are all the events that I go through recorded in that book? So, what skills do I have, when and how I returned, do you know everything?”

"iced coffee." The head of the library frowned and turned the pages of [The Tale of Deungcheon City]: “The kiss of the time you shared with Raviel Ivancia… That love and communication were really sweet! It became my favorite scene.”

"......." "Of course, the 'trauma' you experienced this time is also recorded in this book.

That's why I specifically allowed that person to enter even though he didn't have a nickname." The human being the librarian said meant the director.

Even now, the head teacher was desperately explaining to him.

What kind of person you were and what you went through.

But the expressionless face of Sal Cheon-seong did not change.

King.”

The librarian said, "I tried, I tried, I did my best.

But it's already too late.

No matter how hard the characters do their best, it's hard to reach the best ending.

It’s a normal ending.”

The head of the library was sad, but he was a little more happy than that.

It's powerless.

Alas, the slaughterhouse will remain as a slaughter weapon that kills the constellations.

Forever..." “Whatever number do you use?”

“That’s right, no matter what number you use.”

The librarian slowly tried to put [The Story of Deungcheon City] into his arms.

At that moment, I reached out and took the librarian's wrist.

The librarian flinched.

I looked down at the librarian, "Shall we bet?" "bet…?" "I will connect the time of Kim Yul and the time of Salcheonseong.

Just as Kim Yul became the Salcheonseong, I will make the Salcheonseong become Kim Yul.

Then I may receive an apology from the head teacher." "I'm afraid.

Didn't I tell you? It's simply impossible..." "therefore." I grabbed the librarian's wrist tighter.

“Let’s bet.”

“……”

“He said he was one of my favorite characters.

liveliness.

I will bring back the memories of the life of death by any means possible.

help you too Well, you don't have to work too hard just to help.

You just need to help as much as you sent me to [Lephanta Ai Kim Epic].”

“Ugh.”

The constellation's eyes narrowed.

“If you fail even after helping so much? What will you gain?”

“Treat me for ten years.”

The librarian paused.

“You said you wanted to pluck my eyebrows and keep them? do.

Did you say you want to cut your nails? do that too.

I'll give you anything you want, so play with it for ten years." The librarian's eyes fluttered.

“Anything, huh?”

"okay." “Wow, you’re talking scary things.

king.

Since then, the main seat has been very polite in front of you.

If the main seat does what it wants, it will be a really great thing.

Just looking at the bookmark maids...

.”

"bet.

Will you or will you not?”

The librarian licked his lips.

For a moment, his eyes were dyed with greed.

Like Sal Cheon-seong, I was also a person he loved.

The librarian looked at me like a snake preying on its prey.

“This seat adheres to the principle of no intervention.”

The librarian swallowed his saliva.

“It’s a different story if the character asks first.

That’s why the butler’s wish in [Sormwin Academy Story] came true.”

“……”

“Okay.

the king I'll help you.

However, if you fail to succeed Salcheonseong with Kim Yul...

I'll take away your ten years and enjoy it." Okay.

I grabbed the head of the library and walked to the head of Salcheonseong.

Tuk-beok.

Tuk-beok.

Footsteps echoed in the library area where we were the only ones bitten.

-Hey.

Hey, zombie, are you crazy? That guy is also a constellation.

The constellation.

It's also a very high-ranking star! I don't know what will happen if I entrust my soul to such a bastard! I've been thinking for a long time about the reason why a 'tower' exists.

It doesn't need a reason for something to exist.

But at least to me, it seems to me that the tower was built for a clear reason.

Those who had turned their backs on the world were able to start life once more.

Living life once more.

Some will call it reincarnation, while others will call it a previous life.

.”

For some, it will mean a reunion: “Director.”

Thus, the paused times are regenerated.

“Let’s shoot a youth drama with me.”

Salcheonseong and the director looked at me.

The first person to open his mouth was Salcheonseong.

“What do you mean?”

"Salcheonseong.

You are unable to accept the director's apology because you have lost your memory.

You may think that you do not need it.

But if you can accept an apology, you will want to accept it." "Um." Sal Cheon-seong nodded his head with his diary open.

"Yes.

It's just a brief conversation, but the person who kneeled in front of me has a very nice heart.

He's straight.

Not born straight, but acquired.

, I judge that it is the honesty that I gained through enduring life.

If possible, I would like to accept an apology.”

“Master.”

I looked at the director, who was still kneeling on the floor of the library, "If only the director could apologize to Kim Yul..." “Even life.”

Without waiting for my words to continue, the director immediately replied, “I am willing to sacrifice my soul.”

"……Yes, thank you." I grabbed the director's hand and pulled him up.

An old, fleshy hand.

Then I remembered that I had held the director's hand in a very long time.

I really remember building a sand tower on the playground with the head teacher a long time ago.' This is a story that became possible thanks to the director.' Because you didn't forget me, I was raised in an orphanage, 'If even the director, like everyone else, had forgotten Kim Yul, this moment would never have come.' "Yul Kim's life lived the life of the director.

The life of the director made my life.

Now my life has taken over the life of a sacramental nature, and the three of us are barely able to sit here.

The three of us are connected by a relationship." I will never… let it become meaningless.' It's a little late, but the time has come to repay the kindness to the person who raised me.

I grabbed the director's hand and looked around the constellation.

The library manager was sure he would win the bet, smiling.

"Me and Salcheonseong.

Director.

We will attack the next stage with these three people." "Ohh!" The librarian's eyes twinkled as if intrigued.

"It's kind of a strange thing to say.

It's a little late, but you're saying that you're going to re-establish the relationship between the three of us? Uh-huh.

Well, it's a possible ending.

It's kind of an open ending!" Our story begins now..." "no." I reached out my other hand and took a book.

“It’s not like that.”

[Story of Deungcheon City].

A book in which I became the main character and unfolded the story.

“I will choose this book for the next stage.”

"Hmm… … ?”

The librarian tilted his head in confusion.

“I’m sorry.

I didn't understand.

Is [The Story of Deungcheon City] already happening here in real time? There is no point in making it into a stage and attacking it.”

“You said it.

In this book, I have been chosen as the main character.

So everything I went through was recorded.”

“It is, but… ?”

“Send the three of us in one of the incidents I have been through.”

“What event are you talking about?”

"trauma." "......." Duck.

The smile disappeared from the librarian's face.

I looked at the constellation in front of me calmly.

“You just said that.”

“Of course, the 'trauma' you experienced this time is also written in this book.”

“That trauma ended in tragedy.

The world is destroyed.

Even though it was only an illusion, it was swallowed up by the void, ending the story of all the characters.

library chief.

According to your classification, that trauma is also impeccable [Apocalypse].”

"Ah… … ." The librarian opened his mouth.

With his eyes filled with astonishment, the librarian looked up at me.

“Let the three of us appear in the apocalypse of Shinseo Middle and High School.

Of course, the Salcheonseong is Kim Yul-ro, and the head is the class president.

I am the perpetrator.”

If you can't get an apology or forgive because you've lost your memory.

“And allow [immersion].”

It's enough to bring back memories.

As if the heretical interrogator became immersed in the golden sister Young-ae and became the same person.

As if I was immersed in the butler, more and more immersed in the butler's memory.

If Sal Cheon-seong is immersed in Kim Yul---.

Because Kim Yul's memory will be transplanted to Sal Cheonseong.

Sal Cheon-seong can remember the days of Kim Yul.

“Librarian.

No, Hamustra.”

Yes.

We were a little late.

But nothing is over yet.

“Open the book.”

The librarian held his breath.140.