SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

The time he waited, the time he walked.

(7) His teacher was not a perfect person.

[It's not like that.

take a good look ] There was always a little ecstasy mixed in those words.

[You are doing well.

it's pretty good ] There was always a bit of jealousy mixed in those words.

[There is nothing more to teach in this part.

you are doing better ] There was always a bit of frustration in those words.

It was not only because he was particularly sharp that he could feel them.

Because the master did not dare to hide it.

When he entered the world, the master said clearly.

[I will treat you as you are.

] [ .......

] [ No decoration.

do not hide don't cheat You will always see my bare face.

What you see of me will exactly match the height of my floor.

] The master looked straight at him.

[Therefore, you must be strong.

] [ .......

] [ Sometimes, there are those who wield the phrase 'I'm just being honest' like an indulgence.

What they are forgetting is that any person's heart is sharp enough to cut through someone's heart.

Just as there is no case in which it is called etiquette to carry a raw knife with its sheath thrown away, treating someone as they are is by no means a warm tale.

] The master grabbed his shoulders and continued speaking in a firm voice.

[Nevertheless, I will be honest with you.

Your heart will be cut countless times by me.

Be prepared.

Do you understand? ] He nodded.

It was as the master had said.

The raw honesty was truly terrifying.

Even when the people of Taeeumgul clinged to him, even when the enemies pointed their swords at him, he realized that he was not completely honest.

The teacher also taught me how to deal with that knowledge.

[Don't be considerate of things you can't take care of.

cut it do not run away and go back face it Don't accept the unacceptable.

take it Pick up the cutlery and face me with a fighting spirit.

endured face it Be strong! ] He did.

He didn't avoid getting hurt.

I didn't even try to calm down.

He just treated the person he was a teacher the way he was...

Even his master treated him like that.

Just as there can be no gap between the mountains and the fields, there was no misunderstanding between the two of them.

For that reason.

[It is time to leave.

] He couldn't even misunderstand the meaning of those words.

[Master] [It means you have endured for a long time.

] The master was dying.

Jinin is a race that receives sunlight through their skin and sucks sap through their mouth.

From birth to death, the body's dimensions do not change much, but she was able to infer her approximate age from the luminosity of her skin.

The master, who had already been dim enough when I first met him, had fallen asleep to the wick and was twinkling like a candle that had only to be extinguished.

[I wasn't strong enough to live forever.

That's the only story.

] The master coughed.

The master's body flashed once, then fell asleep.

He learned that not being able to get it wrong is both a scary thing and a sad thing at the same time.

[It's nice.

] Also, that it's a happy thing to the point that it hurts.

[Before I leave, I can meet you.

] Those words contained sincere regret and deep gratitude.

[Because I can teach you many things.

] Those words contained deep regret and great relief.

[I was glad to be your teacher.

] Those words contained bottomless anxiety and a high sense of pride.

[Master.

] His teacher might have said so.

I'm sorry.

I was wrong.

that i was lacking Please forgive my weakness for not being able to walk steadily ahead of you and not even standing next to you in the end.

But instead, the Master said...

Instead of apologizing for the lack, I thanked the meeting.

And it wasn't a lie.

It wasn't that I made up a sound that didn't exist.

Even though they were both in exactly the same proportion, and neither of them was false, the Master nevertheless chose to do so.

He knew it without lies.

thud! He hit the floor with his forehead.

thud! The master, lying on the bed, looked at him while maintaining a faint blink.

thud! thud! thud.! It was a temple dedicated to the master.

The master accepted the bow without a word.

A heart of gratitude in one verse, a heart of sorrow in one verse, another in a verse.

If there was one soul standing in each sky that was torn apart by the slash in the beginning, then the temples he posted must have brought down each of those souls and brought them to the earth for the first time.

In all, there were seventeen temples.

The master laughed.

The teacher's face had no eyes and no nose, so he could smile broadly just by moving his lips.

[Thank you.

] The master closed his eyes.

It didn't take long for the flicker to fade and only a milky-white body remained.

When that time passed, he no longer had a teacher.

[ .......

] Living in a world without a teacher, however, was not so daunting.

the master taught There were problems in the world that had nothing to do with his strength or weakness.

Even a single person's heart could be sharp enough to hurt him.

The fact that you have to have the feeling of fighting a sword every time you meet someone showed that this world is full of enemies.

He could have killed all the people living in this world alone, but he could not save even a single dying person.

He was not invincible.

I was just a little lucky.

I was just born with a little bit of strength.

That was it.

He was an ordinary person.

And in that moment, he realized that he was no longer lonely.

7.

This floor, too, was declared clear as soon as it entered.

[ Key molding complete.

] [ The world segments woven by your world are now completely bound to your world.

] [ The worlds that have been destroyed have one more chance in the lion world.

] [ The 97th floor is cleared.

] But those who heard the declaration did not step on the stairs leading to the next floor.

Instead, he walked around the world with a quiet gait.

No---the worlds.

“Sometimes harsh things happened here.”

The world was a museum.

The walls were spotless white.

Likewise, the white ceilings and floors were connected by silver conduits that gleam pale.

It was like a hospital.

However, there were not specimens or hospital beds, but various statues, paintings, and tools.

The motifs of the statue were varied, but most had one thing in common: a child.

The content of the picture was the use of tools with the young children.

And the tools were all torture tools.

There were all kinds of tools that could cause pain to someone, such as a tool for pulling out raw teeth, a tool to open the gap between the nails, a tool that steams out of a hose when you put water in it, and a tool that rips off the scalp when you pull on the hair.

.

A woman in a gown said as she led the boys and girls in their freshly dressed uniforms.

“When the constellation [Immortal Happiness Evangelist] ruled, this place elected a scapegoat.

And we used the screams of the sacrificial lambs to produce food, run machines, and make medicine.”

Boys and girls held their breath and listened to the women's stories.

“Is it reasonable to sacrifice the few for the many? If it makes sense, is it justified to sacrifice one man for all? “Which is more unjust, death in an instant, or the suffering that continues while delaying death over and over again?”

"......." "A lot of people will be able to give you a variety of answers.

Among them, you may think that what happened here is our unavoidable future, and all human efforts are a struggle to ignore it or just an effort in vain to postpone it.”

The woman looked around the boys and girls one by one, looking into their eyes, and continued the conversation.

“It’s okay to think that way.”

"......." "No, it's okay if some of you are pursuing it as an ideal at all." The woman looked up and looked at the paintings in the museum.

“Because the tragedy of this world was not that it was such a world itself, but that everyone [getted used to] it, [even those who questioned it disappeared].”

A woman stood in front of a statue.

The statue's protagonist was not a small child.

The woman swept the statue of a man standing with a sword on the back of her hand.

“An action without question becomes a natural task, and there is no responsibility for an ordinary task.

And in a world where no one is responsible, there are no more possibilities, and where there are no possibilities there is no future.”

“……”

“So this world remained destroyed until someone came from outside.”

Few of the students understood the story.

Many people were interested in the content of the provocative picture.

Someone looked up at the statue of the man and giggled a little.

Another child poked the torture tool with his finger and felt the texture of the metal.

But some (and indeed some) fell into deep thought.

"Everyone." The woman said to some of them.

“It’s okay no matter what kind of life you lead.

Just be the person who takes responsibility for your life." The students answered yes.

A statue of a man was watching over those students.

- .......

A man who resembled a statue also watched the scene.

Unable to detect its presence, the man began to walk slowly, "Oh, no news!" The man's next step was in a splendid palace, a blonde girl with a shovel on her side, furrowing her brow, saying, "Damn! I want to know! When that damn man will return! Maybe it's lost! …At least it's not true, right?" In front of the blonde girl was a woman with long silver hair tied back.

The woman sighed and answered with her fan folded.

"okay.

If you see that my skill hasn't been activated, I'm not dead." “Are you really sure about that? That's why, there was also the case of Ga-young's predecessor.

If it's just sealed or something like that...

.”

“Then I would have asked for help.”

"Ah! He could have gone to the goal without even having time to ask for help!”

“It can’t be.”

The silver-haired woman sat with her legs crossed and her chin crossed.

"Anyway, he's---because he's my companion." The blonde girl bowed her head and sighed.

“A crazy couple… .”

“What did you say now?”

“I said they were a crazy couple???”

The silver-haired woman glanced at the blonde girl.

The blonde girl met the woman's gaze with what, why, eyes, and after about a minute passed, she coughed and put her hand in her arms.

“Anyway, this.”

“You are turning.”

"Ah! This is it because take it." The silver-haired woman accepted the girl's gift.

It contained well-dried fish.

The beautiful arm of the silver-haired woman frowned.

"What is this?" “Hwangtae.”

“Why the Hwangtae?”

“Uncle Hwangtae will bring it to you.

I was sorry about that.”

“Anyway, that man… .”

The silver-haired woman touched her forehead… That was the moment.

"......." The silver-haired woman paused and turned her head.

The blonde girl looked in the same direction in amazement and then raised one eyebrow.

“… … There's nothing, right?" "What's wrong? Did you see any ghosts?”

“… … Huh.”

The silver-haired woman smiled slightly without answering.

The blonde girl seemed terrified of the sight, but the silver-haired girl, with it or not, reached out and accepted the gift.

“Tell me that you are well.”

The blonde girl widened her eyes and said, "Hey? I thought I was going to throw it at the dog.

"no." The silver-haired woman pushed her gift aside and clasped her chin again.

“Somewhere I got the feeling he was jealous.

Isn’t it really cute?”

“Ah, crazy chicken meat couple… .

I feel.”

Even after the blonde girl went back lamenting, the silver-haired woman smiled as she stared at the corner of her room for a while.

The man started walking again.

Such steps followed.

“If I were to speak to this space iron knight… .”

where there are no stars.

I walked through a world made up of only points and lines, made up of countless artificial satellites and huge passages connecting them.

“There is a terrifying legend in this mountain lodge.”

“What legend?”

“I don’t believe in legends… .”

“What is this crazy idiot?”

A mountain hut built on a dark mountaintop.

I just walked around the world.

"mom! mom! Look at this!”

“Yes, Soin’s daughter.

It's called the emperor.

Where did you come from?”

"Five-! Uncle Hwangtae gave it to me!”

A free-spirited girl took the hand of a sickly-looking woman and walked around the world crossing the crosswalk.

In that world, a woman and a man made eye contact for a moment.

Maybe with the girl who is the woman's daughter.

It may be just a coincidence, or they may have really met their gaze.

It was something the man himself did not know.

In fact, as a man, he did not know what kind of sympathy he and the silver-haired woman really had in the previous world, or whether it was just a wonderful coincidence.

I just knew I would find out soon.

very soon.

- .......

The last place the man who had crossed the world stopped was in front of a red peony that bloomed in one spring.

A sword was lodged behind the peony flower.

There was nothing else.

There was no tombstone as high as a tower, nor a tomb as large as a mountain.

There seemed to be no rust on the blade, apparently because of maintenance, but other than that, it looked just like a flower garden due to the overgrown weeds and wild flowers that bloomed haphazardly.

But it wasn't just a flower garden.

It was just that sword, and the peony flower was a flower with weeds and wild flowers.

- .......

The man began to bow to the flower.

- .......

In the first verse, the man describes the death and rebirth of a world in which he sought to achieve immortal happiness through the suffering of an innocent child.

- ........

In the second verse, the man contains the silver heart fixed in eternity, the death and rebirth of the world that died by duty over love and was resurrected by love over duty.

- .......

Another world in the third verse.

In the fourth verse, in the fifth verse, in the sixth verse...

.

- .......

Eventually, in the ninth and last verse, the man put the peonies that bloomed at the end of eternal winter.

- .......

The man nodded and shook his head.

Then he backed away, and only when the peony flower was no longer visible, he turned around and started walking.

[ Enter the 98th floor.

]395.