SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

easter egg.

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When I said, 'I want to talk to you,' Top Joo looked at my face.

Did a minute pass? Topju nodded and guided me.

"okay.

Follow me.”

I followed Thapju's words.

"Come this way." Decayed alley.

Old tiled houses continued along the alleyway.

It is not a neat atmosphere like a hanok village.

The tiles are old and moth-eaten by weeds.

The stone wall, which had already been torn down in the past, had never been repaired, so it endured the gravity of time in its collapsed posture.

'What kind of hanok do that?' It was a moment when I felt uncomfortable and wanted to ask.

“These are mansions that were built during the Japanese colonial era and passed down.”

thump.

Top-ju said quietly as he walked ahead.

“When the war broke out, the city was wiped out almost instantly.

Because of that, traces of the past remain intact than in other places.”

“Is it war?”

“6.25.”

The sewer smelled of rotting summer.

“They are houses that have missed their time to die.”

"......." The procession of tiled houses with owners with long genealogy, looked at us.

Rather than being old-fashioned, a sight like a face covered in age spots.

We walked along the stone wall path that rose like a boil, opened the lacquered gate, and passed a yard where not even weeds grow.

“Please wait here.”

I sat on the main floor and waited.

There is no air conditioner or even a fan, so the only place to cool your head is in the shade of the eaves.

Me, me, me, me...

to… … Under the direct sunlight, the cicadas croaked.

After a while, Topju returned with a tray.

“I have nothing to offer to guests.”

"No, I'm sorry I came all of a sudden." I politely took the cup with both hands.

There was water in a stainless steel cup that could be used in a school cafeteria.

“Probably the first time I see you.”

Topju sat upright and bowed his head.

“I’m Amethyst, a third grader in Shinseo Middle School.”

“Ah.”

Come to think of it, he didn’t even introduce himself.

“My name is Gongja Kim.”

“Yes, Gongja Kim.

What do you want to talk about with me?”

"......." How should I say.

You seem to be the owner of the tower, but I wonder why you are here? Could you tell me how you came to build the tower? But.

"Hey." The questions that came out of my mouth were completely different.

“You said your name is Amethyst...

.”

“Yes.”

“May I ask what you mean?”

“I use Jungwon-ja.”

Tapju took out a notebook from his briefcase, amethyst, and a sharply sharpened pencil embroidered black embroidered paper on the white paper, "This is the name of Tapju." Maybe it's a name that is unique to this world, but still, I was the first to see the name of the master in our pagoda: 'Amethyst.' I remembered the pronunciation in my mouth, and let's not forget it, "Are there any other family members here?" "Yes.

I lived with my uncle until last year, but now I live alone." "Excuse me, but what if...

.”

“A man broke in and killed my uncle.

The three men who were with him at the time were also killed.

The investigation is still unfinished, so it’s hard to say much.”

There was no emotion in Tapju's words.

No.

She was expressionless all the time.

From the first time we met until now.

"Do you know anything about [TOP]?" “Which tower are you talking about?”

“The Tower of Babel.

They suddenly appear in our world one day, and if you just want to go there, you can go through a little process and get into it.

When you enter, Shincheonji is spread out...

.

Well." I got a little shy while talking.

This seems like a total pseudo-religion.

I coughed.

"Anyway, don't you know?" Topju quietly shook his head.

"Yes.

I do not know." “What about the word [pillar]? Have you ever heard of [Hunter]?”

“I presume that the words Gongja Kim just said have different meanings from their usual meanings.

I only understand the words pillar and hunter as common nouns.”

“… … That’s right.”

what is it As the conversation continued, the sense of incongruity intensified.

'I don't have any memories as a top owner.' The girl in front of her really doesn't know the tower.

'The voice is the same, but the atmosphere is completely different.' A god who has lost his memory.

I don't know what kind of story and circumstances are hidden, but the child sitting in front of me has no authority and no memory.

He is simply living the life assigned to him.

"......." If I asked her about the tower now, it wouldn't be profitable.

I turned my curiosity.

“You are answering all the questions I asked earlier, are you okay with that? There was even an enemy that the monster broke into.

Well.

What if I am a criminal with a malicious intent toward Mr.

Amethyst?”

"it's okay." Topju slowly opened her lips.

“If Gongja Kim was a criminal, he would have tried to contact him not at the crossroads earlier, but somewhere else.”

"Yes?" "I cross the underpass twice on the way home from school.

One of them is empty.

The lights are broken, so it's dark and there are hollows.

Anyone who planned a crime would attack me in the underpass or in advance.

We will remain in hiding and attack.”

"When I saw Gongja Kim's face, there was no sign of committing an accidental crime.

Gongja Kim's gaze stayed on my face all the time.

Especially when they made eye contact.

I ran away." If you were afraid of hitting yourself, you would have looked at your lower body, if you expected me to rebel, your hands, if you were aiming at me, you would have mainly looked at my body, but Confucius Kim only observed my face.

behavior.”

"Huh……." “The part that Gongja Kim noticed just now is my name.

It is proof that you are curious about my personal information.

Even when I was away to get water, Gongja Kim did not take a detailed look inside the house.

If you are a criminal, you should take a quick look at whether there are any third parties in the house and how the structure is.”

Topju held up the stainless cup with both hands.

A sip of water soaked the mouth of Thapju.

"All of Gongja Kim's actions do not match the criminal.

Therefore, I don't think Gongja Kim is a criminal who harbors malice against me." "......." "So, to answer Gongja Kim's question, yes.

I'm OK." Mee-e-e- The sound of cicadas echoed on the main floor.

I heard the sound of summer dwindling.

'… … Whoa!' got my mind blown “Hey, you’re very talkative.

You are smart.”

“Yes.”

Top-joo affirmed calmly.

“I am smart.”

"......." I realized.

Even if I had lost my memory, the girl in front of me was not normal.

"It's at the back of the house.

Be careful when you go back." As I was going to the fuse-style toilet, I realized why the top owner said [Be careful when you go] instead of [Please be careful], when I left the bathroom.

"Huh?" He lost.

There was no sign of moving, but he just curled up over the warehouse.

"......." What? The nape of his neck was cramped even in the hot summer.

When he looked at the old warehouse door, he didn't say a word, like me.

He stood still, as if he was trying to hit his gaze head on.

'What is it?' I took a closer look.

With every step I took, I could feel the inkigayo stronger.

The feeling of a cold hand stroking the nape of my neck became clearer.

I shot the Auror, just in case I didn't know, but there was no response.

The popularity didn't decrease, but it got closer and closer.

One step.

One step.

I swallowed my saliva, and the moment I carefully grabbed the doorknob of the warehouse, "No." Something grabbed my hem from behind: "Don't go in." When I turned my head, Top-ju was looking up at me with an expressionless face.

When did you come here? “Yes…?”

“When Gongja Kim enters, [the children] are surprised.”

children.

“Uh, children… What kind of children are… ?”

“Please wait here for a moment.”

Topju opened the warehouse door.

As soon as the door opened, the popularity swelled rapidly.

Until now, at best, it felt like stroking the nape of the neck, but now it has changed to the sensation of scratching with nails standing up.

"......." "I'm sorry.

A visitor has come." There were curtains scattered around the warehouse.

As the top master pulled the curtain over, there was only one full-length mirror.

As soon as the mirror was revealed, the popularity scale disappeared as if washed away.

“Be quiet.”

Topju picked up a towel placed nearby and wiped the surface of the mirror.

I had no choice but to watch Top-joo, left behind.

“Oh, that mirror.

Isn’t it something strange or something?”

"Yes.

He's a weird kid." “I think it will harm people…”

“This child no longer harms people.”

Tapju removed the rag and put the curtain back on the mirror.

He still felt popular, but not as fierce as before.

It just felt like I was hunched over.

“Maybe it will cause harm in the future?”

“It’s the same with humans.”

"......." Meow.

I heard a cat cry under my feet.

Suddenly, the [Puppy Doll] was on his toes.

"......." Nyaa.

From the puppet, which had no mouth and no vocal cords, unmistakably, unmistakably, came the sound of a cat cry.

“Hey, this?’’ “It’s meow.”

It was a name that should not be given to a puppy doll.

“You should never stroke your hair just because you are cute.”

“What if I stroke it?”

“Until the next owner is found, Gongja Kim’s head will continue to meow every six seconds.”

“… … Really?”

“Yes.”

“Crazy.”

"Right now, I'm quiet because I'm enshrined in a puppy doll.

I'm putting off finding the owner because I'm thinking about whether I'm a cat or a puppy.

I'm a kid who thinks about his identity before relying on other people.

He's sincere." “Hey, this seems dangerous enough, doesn’t it?”

“Okay.

Once I have established my identity, I will move them to the squirrel doll.”

"Yes……?" "Then I have to think about whether or not I am a squirrel again for about a year.

As long as I change my body every 10 to 13 months, it's safe.

Now, Mr.

Nyaongi.

Don't bother customers.

Come here." Top-ju grabbed the doggy doll by the nape of the neck.

Nyaoong.

A doll contemplating her identity was placed on a shelf.

I looked around the warehouse, lost my mind, and there were countless items on the shelves that I didn't know what they were.

There was a picture frame hanging on the wall, and when I looked at it, the picture in the frame changed to Raviel's figure.

”

“He is a child who reflects the person he loves the most.”

"Don't stare at me for too long.

The more I look at it, the more the memory of the person I love fades.

Contrary to how the memory fades, the picture gets more and more vivid.

Eventually, the memory of the person you love becomes more and more vivid." When everything disappears, the second picture of the person you love appears.”

I looked away quickly, “Hey, why are you collecting these things?”

“If you are in another place, you are a nuisance to people.”

"Oh, isn't it scary? After all, they're like ghosts, aren't they?" “That is a strange question.”

Topju tilted his head.

“If it’s a ghost, then Gong-ja Kim also has one.”

I blinked my eyes.

“… … Yes?" “Hey there.”

Top-joo raised a finger and pointed at my back.

“Gongja Kim has a ghost with flabby muscles.”

"......." Where her finger was pointing, there was a ghost spirit floating.

-Huh? The background spirit was startled.

-What is it? Are you sure you see me now? However, Top-joo answered the question of the mastermind as if it were natural: “Yes.”

She was the first person other than me to see the mastermind.

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