SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

late life (運刻生).

(2) There was silence.

“What…”

There was no one around.

This place was close to the section of forbidden books that the head of the library said.

There were only the three of us, and no eyes were watching us.

So the librarian's moans sounded even louder.

“What, what a cruel thing.”

The librarian covered his mouth with his sleeve.

“The king.

Do you know what you are saying? Did the slaughterhouse die in the world's school? No, these words are not enough.

You left the world to die.

Except for being abandoned! Falling into such a world again and recovering [Kim Yul]'s memory, what, how much...

.”

It wasn't because his voice was groaning that the librarian couldn't finish his speech.

Because I let go of the head teacher's hand and grabbed the librarian's wrist instead.

The sleeves of his shirt fell, revealing his bare face.

"How..." The librarian was grinning.

“Is it cruel? ?”

"okay.

It’s not cruel.”

I looked down at the library chief bluntly.

Already, the library manager's cheeks flushed red as if imagining the stage I had proposed.

“But that is your preference.

Do you know what's really cruel? People who lived in the world of [Cheonma Sillok].

grasses.

Humans who had to turn into corpses without knowing anything because the constellation died at the hands of the Sacred Heart.

What they suffered is truly cruel.”

“Uhm, um.

hmmm.

Well, that makes sense...

… ." The librarian's eyes were half-opened.

"So, are you planning to bring back all the memories to Sulcheonseong?" “If I can give it back, of course.”

"Are you going to make me apologize to the countless victims of [Cheonma Sillok]? Do you know how many constellations Sulcheonseong has slaughtered so far? To all who lived and died in that world, will you make them apologize? ”

"Yeah, at least for the people of the world I'm carrying." "The King..." The librarian sighed heavily.

“I think you’re talking about the road to hell in a pretty way… ?”

The constellation seemed to follow the decrees of the devil, which foretold ruin.

“Favorite is a very natural thing.

iced coffee.

Bonjwa knows the words of a human who has chosen a path similar to yours.

I am very sorry to know.

He...

no.

It is against the agreement to reveal this.”

“I’m sorry I missed the candle while enjoying the story to the fullest.”

I let go of his wrist and said softly.

“Open a book.”

The librarian giggled.

"Gladly." The head of the library unfolded [The Story of Deungcheon City].

“The trauma you dreamed of is nothing more than a fantasy world.

It's a man-made, temporary world.

Even if the ending is fixed, it cannot be incorporated into the true story.

To put it bluntly, it's an outlier.

To be honest, I don't know how the stage will be handled since I've never enjoyed such a delicacy.”

Black smoke came out of the book.

Yes.

It was black smoke.

Until now, when the Apocalypse was opened, a white light leaked out.

This time it was different.

Black, ominous, lingering smoke rose like tentacles in the void that swallowed up a nightmare.

“Huh? huh?”

Seeing this, the librarian was a little surprised.

He seemed to have noticed something.

“This is the shadow of Zrakua’s Ashen… … .

Ah, indeed.

indeed! Even with a golden contract, I thought that it would be too much power to embody the world through trauma, but indeed! It must have been that someone really precious had intervened in person.

Is Lee Da-ji also showing favoritism to the four kings? A lot of people are going to get jealous..." Do you favor me? Who? [The head of the room tries to negotiate.] While I was in doubt, the head of the library muttered as if talking to someone.

It would be difficult to take a peek at this attack.

The world has already become the domain of the master.

Heh, well.

Then at least leave a record in the apocalypse after the attack is over.”

Black smoke squirmed and squirmed.

"Okay! You're also a good listener.

Our lovely clown...." The head of the library laughed.

When they open their eyes, it will still be the world before [The Gaiden] met its unfortunate serial suspension.

But, be careful, especially the Four Kings.”

The chief librarian rolled up black tentacles on his long fingers, saying, "You are being watched by the High." “…what do you mean?”

“The tower remembers everything.

This is only a glimpse into your past by reading what is written in the book, but the tower remembers you in the truest sense.

.”

"Because you broke the strict rules of the tower, you should be punished to some extent.

That is what Top asks you.

A black mist lingered around the library chief's fingers: "Do you believe that your caregiver will not crumble with guilt? The sacramental, vengeful, may not forgive even your caregiver.

No one may be forgiven or unforgivable.

Oh, really, the two of them,”

the librarian glanced at Sal Cheon-seong and the director, “do you believe we can reach an ending that is different from the love affair?”

"......." It was an ominous question, but it was also a question with a definite answer.

『I'm sorry.

Class leader.』 I have memories of Kim Yul and class leader.

.”

Kim Yul, whom I saw, was a very strong person, who took care of the children of the breeding house even in the hell of the Beast.

I'm glad there is someone I can forgive." Kim Yul, who met the director, is stronger as a human being.

He is an incredibly strong person.

The director too.

The director survived in a world without Kim Yul.

"Yes." The two only despaired because they met each other late.

I believe in the breath and voice the two shared on the rooftop that day.

That was the truth.

Not all illusions are illusions.

I said.

“I believe in two humans.”

The librarian smiled.

“The poor beasts.”

The fog wrapped around his fingers melted.

Shhhhhhh! The fog spread in an instant.

It spread and devoured Salcheonseong and the director, my body.

“Prove it falsely.”

Just before my eyes went black, I saw the smiling face of the library chief.

“However, you will not be the one who proves it.”

The world has turned black.

[You are penalized at a strong level.] [You are placed into the world a year earlier than the other attackers.] [You are strongly immersed in the character from the start.] A voice is heard.

[Your immersion rate is now 95%.] A nightmare has begun.

3.

'Penalty.' as soon as you open your eyes.

'As much as 95 percent of the immersion rate.' I got into action.

'I don't have time to hesitate.

none.

After a while, the immersion rate will rise to 100%.

Before that, all preparations must be made.' It is easy to blame why such a cruel penalty.

It's easy to get angry saying, "Why am I the only one who left a year earlier?" But so what changes? You cannot waste precious time with resentment and anger.

'It's about forcing the past that Salcheonseong threw away.

finally.' Therefore, I, too, must be prepared to receive an unwanted memory transplant.

Even if it is the memory of the perpetrator who is disgusting.

'It is not enough to simply return Kim Yul's past to Salcheonseong.

I need to make Kim Yul feel [I want to live again].

The director will do something about it---." I judged calmly.

'The director alone is not enough.

Yes.

Unlike the future, the director of this time is still just an ordinary high school student.

The work that one high school student can do is very limited.

It's done.' Before I am completely engulfed in the ego of the perpetrator, 'revenge.' I do what I can, 'so that the director and Kim Yul-yi can take revenge on the garbage cubs.' I moved [Your engagement rate is now 95%] Last time I witnessed the end of trauma I regretted it later, lamented, I could have done better, but I wasn't very good Maybe because I was too embarrassed Even though he was possessed by the perpetrator for a long time, he missed out on what he could do as an assailant and what he could do as a perpetrator.

That's [things only I can do].

Create a proof.

"Everyone, attentive." classroom.

“Salute to the teacher.”

The principal must have been the class president in the first year.

Does the student who was in charge of the class president continue to take over? Not the face of Black Dragon Lord, but the young face of the head teacher was there.

'Now there is one year left.' Unlike me, the director has not yet been possessed.

'Kim Yul-do.' Yul Kim has also been in the same class since freshman year.

Just like last time, this time, Kim Yul was exiled to the window seat in the back row.

Originally, the place that should have been the best place became a kind of forbidden area because it was easy to be bullied in secret.

tuk.

tuk.

When the teacher turned his back to the blackboard.

The students gathered together the eraser dung powder.

In the clumped eraser poop, I cut the sharp core into small pieces and put it in.

It looks like a hedgehog curled up.

The students secretly tossed the jagged balls of sharp cores at Kim Yul.

“Feel free.”

“Kig… ”

Every time Kim Yul was hit by the eraser, she frowned slightly.

I tried to ignore it, but the nape of my neck turned red because of the sharp core.

There were various ways in which young beasts enjoyed malice.

'1 year.' endured 'This is a long time ago, decades ago.' Society was worse than when I was young.

Much more.

'If violence is to be proven, it is necessary to prove it.

If the violence ends in a one-shot, the punishment is weak.

It has to be proven that it was done in a dark, intentional, outright malice for a long time.' There is only one way to fuck the beasts.

It just becomes poisonous like an animal.

"Hey.

you guys.

Look here.”

"Yes?" click! I took pictures of scenes of violence.

It was a time when the quality of cell phone photos was terribly poor.

I bought a digital camera to take pictures, and I bought a camcorder to shoot videos.

"Huh.

Seniors." One of my juniors in middle school was worried.

In the previous trauma, he was possessed by Sima-gun and Wolyeong-ma-gun.

“Is it okay to take pictures like this?”

"do not worry.

I'm going to go back and delete it with only a few people.

Hey, I’m bored, so please introduce yourself.”

"Yes? Uh, my name is… … ." I recorded every single day.

There was no end to the misdeeds committed by me and the people around me.

Smoking was a cute joke.

I not only touched Kim Yul, but also other students, and even liked to harass one middle school student.' crazy guys.' Is this normal? Is this happening to other schools as well? If so, if this happens to every elementary school, middle school, high school, and every school built on this land, then why is no one stopping it? Why is everyone silent? How can you be silent? "......." Kim Yul collapsed on the floor and looked at me.

Behind the school.

Kim Yul, who was taking care of rabbits and chickens in the kennel, me and the gang attacked me.

We are Kim Yul.

He scoffed at taking care of children as [sloppy]: "When I say where does he smell, it smells like poop." “Why are you raising chickens? To eat eggs? Shall I buy you eggs?”

"......." Kim Yul didn't say a word.

He just looked at me while I was recording with the camcorder.

Kim Yul's black eyes reflected on the small screen of the camcorder.

[Your immersion rate is now 95%.

.] Haru [Your engagement rate is now 96%] Haru [Currently your engagement rate is 97%] Hell-like records have been accumulated: 'It's dangerous now.' It was when 11 months had passed that I felt the limit, 'I don't know when the level of immersion will reach 99%.' My mind was already shattered.

Even when filming the scene where Kim Yul was assaulted, I didn't feel any anger.

I didn't feel guilty.

Only clever ridicule and spontaneous pleasure took place.

'My role is here.

' I lifted the cardboard box.

103 recordings.

311 videos.

30,790 photos.

Me and Kim Yul's cell phone with text messages.

2.

All recordings, videos and photos with the exact date and location.

No one can deny it.

It is a record of countless times.

Like [Repenting of past mistakes] or [There was no intentional], there is no room for such a lie.

I put the box down in front of the house where the director's family lives.

When I was young, the director lived in a villa.

I rang the doorbell and hid.

The manager came out.

"...?" He tilted his head, “Who are you? Who….”

The director looked at the box and paused.

At the top of the box was an A4 sheet of paper I had printed on it.

+ I send you all the evidence.

You decide how it will be used.

If you take action, take action after 30 days.

+ "......." The director was already careful from a young age.

Instead of picking up the box right away, the director brought a cutter knife and unsealed the box.

And slowly checked the contents.

"...

...." The director's face hardened.

Once again, he looked around.

And quietly, cautiously, he took the box, without being vigilant to the end.

Kuung.

The door closed.

I was finally relieved: 'I survived.' I held my breath for the first time after falling into this world.

On the way home, I looked up at the dark night sky.

'All I can do is finish.

could you have done something else? Could there be a slightly better way? Will the days to come are worth more than the violence I've been able to prevent over the past 11 months?' [Currently, your immersion rate is 98%.] 'I don't know.' I lay in bed.

'I don't know, but I didn't give up because I didn't know.

okay.

this is right If there is anyone who can change the end of this world, if there is anyone who can change it, it is Kim Yul.

is the manager Let's leave everything to the two of us.

It's not my role...

… .' I am.

[Your immersion rate is now 99%.] Put your hands together.

'The wicked will only disappear.' as if praying.

'The role given to me in this world is just waiting.' I closed my eyes.

'I'll wait.

Kim Yul.

Manager.

Please.' ㆍ ㆍ ㆍ ㆍ ㆍ ㆍ [Your immersion rate is now 100%]141.