SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

Chapter 233

my corps.

(3) 5.

After waking up in late life, I am amethyst---I am not a nobleman who was given the title of Viscount from the kingdom, nor a god wielding powers in all life, but only Shinseo Middle School student Amethyst who lives in [Gaejeon].

I was indebted to Mr.

“Amethyst is really good at cooking.”

"Yes.

Thanks to the recipe you made exactly.”

Amethyst, a junior high school student in Shinseo, set down the tray slowly.

Uburka helped her with the side dishes for dinner.

Amethyst said while looking down at the table.

“Did you achieve what you wanted, Confucius?”

For a moment, it seemed to have stiffened.

"Yes?" "It's what Confucius wanted." "......." Amethyst's voice was like the sound of a dandelion leaf falling to the ground.

Longa disappeared: "I'm a little worried about how Confucius will feel." “…are you worried about me?”

"Yeah, I was worried.

As the owner of the house.

From the point of view of receiving guests.

But, besides that, I am genuinely curious about Mr.

Kim Gong-ja." “…for now, I’ll help you move the dishes.”

We cleared the table.

The soup bowls and grilled fish on the trays were carefully arranged on the table, with the stew bowl in the center, bean sprouts and cucumbers to the left.

Steamed eggs behind.

Foods that will disappear into the boat soon While they were being placed neatly, my arm and the amethyst's arm rubbed against me, several times: "What Confucius wanted." Amethyst said, "......." "You said that you met another me, not me here.

That person is my origin.

Maybe it's a god.

I heard that, Mr.

Confucius." “Yes.”

“Did Confucius achieve what he wanted?”

That was the first question Amethyst had posed to me before, but this time, the question broke down and formed the second floor: "What you wanted to achieve even in death.

Purpose.

Did you get it?" I was silent for a moment, "Yes." and opened his mouth.

“First of all, the goal is to meet the top runners you won’t be able to meet once you get to the top… … It was a human-to-human meeting.

That being said, I have served my purpose really well.

I learned a lot about the human being called Tapju.”

"okay." This student, who had a faint smile in front of my eyes, was not an aristocrat with a colorful expression from a certain kingdom.

But I knew that that faint smile was the smile this girl had when she was the happiest.

“You did a great job.”

“You have worked really hard, Confucius.”

Suddenly, Amethyst was holding my hands.

'therefore.' As I felt the amethyst's warmth holding my hand.

As a result, my heart had no choice but to be heavy.

'So this is your essence.' worrying being.

Those who praise him when he does well and grieve when he does not.

He was just born when he took it to the extreme.

[Good luck to you.] To this one, all humans in the world are still children.

When the child goes outside, in fear that it will become dangerous for nothing, or that he may wander on a dangerous road, he says [Beware of cars!] [Beware of motorcycles!] My heart is pounding with anxiety while the child doesn't come back.

But when they come back, just because they came back safely, they wrap their backs saying [good job] [very good job].

[Good luck to you.] Please be careful.

[Good luck to you.] Be careful of motorcycles on the way back.

[Good luck to you.] When going up the floor, be careful not to be swallowed by bad luck.

[Good luck to you.] Please come back safely.

"......." A god who wants to be everyone's protector.

With the god's avatar in front of me, I smiled.

“Shall we show you what we got from meeting the top owner?”

Amethyst nodded her head.

“Do what Confucius wants you to do.”

okay.

When translated, this word means [Do whatever you want].

As a priest who roughly interprets the word of God, he has accumulated some skills.

“Okay, then, please follow me for a moment.

I'll show you...

… ." "Oh, sorry, but before that." Amethyst pointed to the table, “Eat first.”

"......." "If you don't eat your meals on time, your health will suffer.

Confucius." If translated, this would also mean [Eat and eat].

I smiled bitterly and obeyed God's orders.

I went to the backyard of an old hanok, the so-called [storehouse where ghosts were sleeping].

Carefully, he took one step forward and opened the warehouse door: "I didn't know I would come back to this haunted den..." Hanging from the door, I swish, swish, checked the inside of the warehouse.

Fortunately, there was nothing bizarre about a festival of demons or anything that would cause the onlooker's SAN to drop sharply.

The warehouse was quiet.

Only bits and pieces were peacefully picking up the dust.

."...Uh, isn't it?" At that moment, meow! And something stuck to the back of my foot.

“Hey!?”

“It’s meow.

You are so surprised, Confucius.”

Amethyst bowed her head as if she was familiar with it, and grabbed the puppet that was clinging to the top of my foot.

The puppies keep saying "Nyaang! Nyaang!" while moving.

and reminded him of his existential problem.

I tried my best not to approach the puppet as much as possible: "Is this child dead? So, for example, a dead ghost is written on the doll?" "No, Confucius.

Nyaungi is just a child who is forever worried about [who he is].

He is just that." Embracing the puppy doll, Amethyst said quietly, "Nyaungi thinks that the troubles can't be stopped and the troubles can't end." “Is it the web?”

Then the puppies ran away: -Nyaa! "......." indeed.

No, I have no idea which part is [really].

Anyway.

“You mean this puppy doll is alive?”

“Of course.

Meows are alive, they will be alive, and if they die, they will die when the world is doomed.”

"......." I am the most dangerous dog on this planet...

… cat… … A puppy doll that makes a cat sound...

… Oh, that’s right, I summoned the skill card in front of Nyaungi.

“Card Summon.”

Paah! + [Phalangeal Dragon's Skull] Rank: SSS+ Effect: Stores the memory of the living.

Stored memories are stored in a 'box'.

This chest can only be destroyed by those who possess the skill.

As long as the chest is not destroyed, you can create a body of a character that inherits the same memories over and over again.

Your body can roam the world, building new memories, and 'updating' these experiences back into your chest.

Of course, if you allow it! Even if the character's body is destroyed, the chest will not take any damage.

Grant the privilege of immortality to those around you.

※However, the memory of the destroyed body cannot be updated in the box.

※This skill is copied from the master of eternal life.

+ “Mr.

Sujeong.”

"Yes?" Amethyst tilted her head.

At the same time, the puppy doll was fluttering and fluttering, nyaaaang, crying for a long time, probably yawning.

What are you, the end-of-the-world item theme? “I am able to give [body] to that puppy doll.”

"......" Amethyst paused.

She was still expressionless, but her eyes grew a little darker.

carefully.

Quietly, I looked at the place where my skill card was.

“If it’s a body… … ?”

“I can give these children a living body.”

"......." "How are you? Sujeong Mr.

Won't you trust me and allow me to use your skills on children once?" Amethyst pondered for a while.

Amethyst from Shinseo Middle School's 3rd year class A, who was born with only the mercy of God, not a noble of the kingdom, not the sun king's lover, and even less so, opened her mouth slowly.

“Thank you very, very, very much for such an offer.”

She bowed her head.

“But I think it’s up to these kids to think and decide for themselves.”

also.

“I would be happy if these children could get a living body and live a little more freely than they do now… … Children may think differently.”

Peel off all the shells of [Kingdom Nobility], [Hero], and [Top Master] one by one.

If you check the remaining pieces after peeling it right in front of your eyes.

Amethyst had only one handful of existence.

“I want these kids to make their own decisions, if possible.”

I nodded.

"Yes.

I think that's right.”

So I questioned whether the monsters gathered in the [Ghost Warehouse] were really living things, but anyway, I went around asking the strange children.

For example, I asked the mirror.

It was a mirror that made you feel as if a ghost was clutching the nape of your neck when you looked at it.

"Huh… .”

woowook.

As I was looking in the mirror from afar, I felt a long finger pressing my neck from side to side.

It's not an illusion.

Whoops, whoops! I could really feel every single word of my finger.

I tried to activate the aura and delete it, but it didn't even work.

In front of such a mirror, I held out my skill card.

“If you just want to… I can give you a body...

.”

Whoops? “Of course, there are some conditions.

Once your memories are stored in the box.

And the box becomes mine...

When your body dies and you have to re-create it, you have to get my permission with the box.”

woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo "no! However, I do not intend to abuse it! really! After I save you, I create something like a corps of monsters and ghosts to conquer the world, and a human who will do that...

.”

Woo woo woo! Whoops! “Mr.

Sujeong! Help! I do not understand this cub joke! " save me! Confucius is killed by a demon! “You are very good at communicating.

Mr.

Confucius.”

Amethyst admired expressionlessly.

“It’s the first time I’ve ever been able to communicate with a mirror like that other than me.

You are doing well.”

“No, don’t just praise me from such a distance! A little! I'm afraid it's going to get worse, so please help me!" "Well." Amethyst approached the mirror and stroked the surface.

“Mr.

Mirror.

Confucius, whom I have seen, is a very kind man.”

As Amethyst began to speak, an unidentified hand gripped the nape of my neck.

has disappeared.

“Doesn’t it just look like a parasitic brother? no.

He is a very straight-minded person, and he is strong enough not to turn off his straight wick.

Yes? Do you feel bad because you are old but only face value is young? It is, yes, I think it could be… .”

"..." What do you mean by an inorganic substance that can't even be incorporated into that creature? “But I am not the type of person who will use Mr.

Mirror to eat.

Mirror-san's body belongs to Mirror-san to the last.

Whether to revive or destroy, it is also entirely up to Ms.

Mirror.

You can trust Confucius for this.”

The mirror trembled.

"Yes? Am I particularly fond of Confucius? no.

I cherish all of you.

Unfortunately, I don’t have the special feeling of [preferentiality].”

The mirror shimmered and shimmered.

“Yes,”

Amethyst said politely, looking back at me, “I will accept the resurrection, but I will find a mirror-cleaning butler for me in the future, and the butler must be a Victorian-style, dark-haired young man with one-eyed glasses.”

"......." "And if possible, I want you to have a strong British accent when speaking English.

Also, if you really can, I'd like to add something interesting to the background.

For example, the Marquis family that has already been wiped out.

I would like to be the second son of .”

Indeed.

Yes, this is what it really is.

“…If we climb our tower a little bit, there are two part-timers at a cafe who eat out everyone’s looks for their looks? , how about a part-time job at a cafe? I'll treat you like a mirror..." Wait here, why am I desperately trying to persuade a mirror that can only do anything other than grabbing people's necks? Yes, I will reduce the lives that Tap-ju has been carrying, one by one.

First of all, one of his incarnations, Mr.

Amethyst, saves the unknown creatures in the [Ghost Warehouse] that she is carrying.

It's a possible way.' Reflecting on her resolve, Amethyst, who interprets between humans and monstrous creatures, nodded her head: “They say they are willing to accept Confucius’s proposal.”

Afterwards, I collected [unknown objects] one by one into [Phalangeal Dragon's Skull].

The [box] that contains the memories was small.

A small, black box with a cube.

As soon as I saw it, I drew a picture in my head of what to do.

As he led, I opened my mouth to swallow the box, gulp, and the box melted in my mouth, esophagus and stomach, as if it had had no shape.

My heart was a little darker, and "Skull of a phalanx dragon." There was a bright light in front of me.

[I activate the skill.] Where the light had faded, there was a mirror that looked the same as before.

.." Yes.

I was standing.

I was [standing] with [legs].

"It's a leg." I said, "It's a leg." Amethyst replied blankly, "Perhaps that was the body Mr.

Mirror originally had." The four-legged mirror was excited and I roamed around the warehouse, and even if I had the poet with the most investigative skills in my entire life, I had decided what to say when I saw such a sight [Roach].

A cockroach with a body of a mirror crawled vigorously.

“No, cancer, but that… … ." "Thank you, Confucius." Amethyst said earnestly, "You are a very good man, Mr.

Confucius." "......." He gave the rest of the bodies one by one.

As a result, in the warehouse, they are seemingly flawless poodles, but every time they open their mouths, they say, "Nyaaaaa!" A howling meow, a painter who paints a portrait in a portrait, and a red dragon that is only 15cm in size, although it's tumultuous as if it came out of a myth, and so on.

- What is it, Sibel? In the end, even the mastermind who had kept his mouth shut until now could not help but say a word.

- Totally bullshit.

“If you look at it in a good way, isn’t it a bimae mangryang and a white guinea pig? .”

-If curry tastes like shit, is that curry? Whatever you call it, it's shit.

this is a fucking bastard “I don’t know how my life got so twisted, but I think I know when it started.

swordsman.

It's from the moment I met you.

Because of you, you have started to attract all three of you, ghosts, and unidentified miscellaneous things.

Do you understand?" - It's funny and nauseous.

Hey.

If you didn't go sideways and followed my instructions, would you have already hit the top 100? Roughly 10,000 people must have watched the journey and cheered.

what are you talking about I shook my head wildly.

“The White Ghost Reincarnation.”

I started doing what I had to do.

[Activates the skill.] Now that the incarnation of Tapju has wiped out the lives it has carried, it is time to finish my work.

“----Did you call me, lord?”

drenched blonde.

An angler with one side of its head covered with a bone mask.

My vassal, once revered as Esdel, and once feared as a demon king, fell to his knees.

"crotch." “Yes.”

“Live.”

The angler lifted his head, looked up at my face, looked into his eyes, and said, “…a body that has killed many people.”

"Know." “I am a sinner.”