SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

the picker of death.

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Hunger.

What is hunger? It's been a week since I started fasting.

"Well." The first and second days were the most painful.

After three days, the pain went away.

The movement of the intestines became slow.

My thoughts slowed down.

My life itself has faded a little.

If human life is compared to river water, the flow of water has decreased.

It dried up like a river in a year of famine.

drought.

Quietly shut up and shut down.

To endure until the stream of water diminishes again and again and someday the streams of pain, thoughts, and life all dry up.

Is this what [hunger] is all about? Did Chunma wish me this kind of training? “… … no." He unbuckled his seat and stood up.

“It’s not like this.”

I muttered softly.

“As long as you stay still, you will be quiet.”

drew his sword In my head, I drew the swords of the Demon Goddess, and swung the sword according to the drawing.

recklessly.

-What are you doing? “It’s exercise.”

Winter was cold.

I took a cold breath.

Was it because he drank snow for 7 days? My breath is white as if resembling snow.

“I was wrong.

I'm stupid anyway...

.

[Hunger] that Chunma spoke of is not simply [not eating].

It’s not even more about entering a fasting practice while sitting cross-legged.”

After a week of moving my body, I quickly ran out of breath.

My muscles trembled.

The prayers tightened.

“Hunger is [something you want to eat but can’t eat].”

clumsy swordsmanship.

But I was sweating.

It was different from sitting still.

The body started to come alive.

The amount of sweat flowing from my flesh was probably equal to the amount of my life.

“For the past week, I have been thinking about a farmer.

A hungry farmer.”

what is hunger “Which farmer would not go to work because he was hungry? Whether you are hungry or not, whether you have eaten or not, you have to work.

Even though I work, I have nothing to eat.”

maybe it's hunger “I swing my pickaxe.

dig the ground But because it's a bad year.

It's been a bad year No matter what I do, the seed does not grow on the ground.

It doesn’t even clog the real seeds.”

I swung my sword.

"There's nothing he can do---." And he closed his eyes.

The ground.

He thought of the ground, which had become dry and dry.

"---That's why I'm starving." A farmer smashed his pickaxe into the parched land.

Tak! The grains of earth will be crumbling.

It's like an old cookie breaking.

-.......

The reservoir is empty.

The well in the village is dry.

There is not a drop of water in the paddy field.

In broad daylight, an old man comes out and sits at the mouth of the village.

It’s a drought.”

The sun is hot.

A certain villager has already abandoned farming.

Abandoned paddy fields.

Abandoned work and abandoned work, so there is less reason not to leave home.

The villager took the children and went to the beach.

I didn’t put the laces on.”

-Why? "It doesn't look any different from the sea.

They don't know how to catch fish.

In the end, people have to make a living by stealing, but the farmer only learned how to steal food from the land.

The farmer's father, his father's father Also, the father again…”

One day, two days, three days.

The farmer goes to the paddy field.

Even though there is no reward, he goes to work.

In the evening, he climbs the mountain behind him and peels off the bark of the trees that he can eat.

When I got down from the mountain and looked back, the trees in the mountain behind were all white and naked.

From a distance, it looked like a birch forest.

Hunger was what made the world white.

The farmer swung his pickaxe across the ground, and I swung my sword through the air, saying, "I can't even eat this bark." I have a family: “It’s been over a week since I’ve eaten even a shell.”

I have a child - So? He barely scoops out a handful of water gourds from the well with the bottom exposed: "Drop the bark pieces with that water.

Put small leaves in it...

and bring it to a boil." The fresh smell of the leaves.

The musty smell of the bark mixes with the water vapor and gives off a breath.

The farmer swallows his saliva.

'I'm hungry.' I also swallow saliva: 'I want to eat.' I want to bite off the bark.

The bark runs.

The bark has the smell of water and the scent of leaves.

It looks sweet.

I want to bite it off with my teeth.

A thick broth will come out and flow.

I will smell the earth.

.

Brown food.

The bark was edible soil.

But he endures.

'I have to give it to my children....

I have to give this too.' The children are whining.

They are crying.

The bark that their father has cooked.

The bark that their father has barely eaten.

The children hate it.

They scream.

They complain while eating.

They throw them over.

The farmer unwittingly slapped the child in the cheek, and like a farmer swinging his arm, I also swung my sword.

The farmer turns his back on his children: 'This is not me.' ...I'm not originally a person who beats my children.

I'm not that kind of person.

It's just that the famine is terrible.

It's been too long since I've had the right food in my mouth, so my nerves are sharp.

I'm irritable.

I'm overdone.

....

'My life wasn't like this.' The farmer gathers the bark.

What is hunger? There have been many famines since the world opened.

Each time there were farmers, farmers, farmers, countless times.

There were countless hungers.

“Fight while feeling hungry.

“Can hunger have a beckoning? Silver, it was the farmer slap his son on the cheek.

The gesture was the farmer leaving the house and throwing the bark in the yard.

The gesture was the farmer going back and handing the soiled bark to the children.

“Think of it and plant it in your heart.”

Ever since the world was opened, some farmers will have beaten their children, others will have stroked their children's cheeks and whispered sorry.

There are farmers who survived until next year, and there are farmers who died with their children.

It was, and it will be, "Take it as one heart." "Only out of hunger, swing your sword." In anger and resentment, he swung the sword with a gesture that struck the child.

He swung the sword with a gesture that threw the bark on the ground and thus lost his life.

Returning to the children With a gesture of handing the shell back to him, he swung his sword.

「At that time, the Demon Heavenly Gods show their true power.」 "I opened my eyes slowly.

The white daytime on the snowy field had turned into dark midnight.

My whole body was drenched in sweat.

I was sweaty, and then I was hungry.

I was hungry.

A crazy empty stomach ate my stomach.

It looked like it was a sprouted insect, and it chewed my intestines groggy, gurgling, and chewing.

'This is hunger.' It hurt.

'This is hunger.' Magong (魔功).

Nails that scratch the world.

On the walls of the cave, there were scratches on nails.

Maybe even a gust of wind.

My blades were clearly engraved on the stone wall.

Stalactites and stalagmites.

, were also cut off.

The stone walls and pillars were cut by the blade.

Even though there were hardly any Aurors loaded.

'But...

it's still not enough' I just reached the end of the new world.

I felt it clearly.

With the sword I drew in my head.

The image I drew in my mind.

The feeling, the sense, of the two coincidentally, I had at my fingertips.

That's why I knew it.

"It's still clumsy.

.”

The place my fingertips gently touched.

That place is not the peak of the mountain, but at the very beginning it is just the beginning.

-Are you crazy....

He looked at me with a tired face of the mastermind.

.”

-What’s wrong with being straight? I’d rather be straight guys who train as color balls.

The mastermind let out a deep sigh.

-That’s why I’m more afraid of people I don’t know.

I'm on the right wing, but I've been sitting down with the magic tricks on my side.

Aigoya: "Uh, I don't know the martial arts term yet.

What's it like?" -Such an ignorant bastard….

The mastermind murmured.

-How bizarre this is, but I don't know what this bastard is.

Oh, I'm going to turn around.

"Tell me so I can understand.

-In a nutshell, the master of the faction uses magic.

Could you be more precise? [I am a master of the faction, but can only use magic], you zombie.

He raised his left hand to cover his nose.

- This guy has been acting for over a week and has lost his mind...

No, he's been around since the beginning...

What did I do wrong in my previous life to be used by this idiot...

The spirit behind me lamented.

Wow.

How am I supposed to teach this guy my martial arts skills? If I tell him the same way I taught Grandpa Markus, he'll be fucked.

Chewy chocolate pie with white marshmallows.

I want to eat just one slice of chocolate pie while sipping warm milk.

What is hunger? …Hey, are you thinking of something else right now? “No, I’m thinking about martial arts.”

-Don't even goura.

You have a face that thinks like a bastard.

I can.

It made me feel a little bad for thinking that way.

It's like such an eerie stalker.

"It's true.

Really, really.

Did you just live and die?" -Then tell me.

What and how were you thinking about martial arts? The stalker asked.

He resembles a stalker even in small things and drooping.

He is as big as a gorilla.

“I thought we should descend from here for a moment,”

he said with a look on his face.

-Hasan? Why? Are you going to set a good example for Chunma this time? I waved my hand, "I've barely reached the beginning of the Demon Goddess.

If I commit suicide now and go back to the Heavenly Demon, what would I do? [Well, he's a bubbly guy logo] I only get the same reaction." -Huh? It doesn't matter.

It's okay if you get recognition.

"What's going to happen? Nothing." I left the cave and said, "Do you know how frustrated and upset I was when I was ignored by Chunma, saying that I had never starved properly? It's the person at the back.

Just getting approval will never heal my wounds." -He's in a bad mood...

"The reaction I want is [surprising]." Surprised face.

I want to see Chunma's astonishment when he sees my sword.

"[You are full of talent.

You explode because you can't overflow! I didn't even realize you were my Kiyeon.

I think my eyes were sprained for a moment, I'm sorry]" Well, just imagining it makes me feel good.

At that time, Chunma's face would be as sweet as chocolate pie.

-Such a naughty bastard….

I came down the snowy mountain and headed for the snowy field.

“I felt something while unfolding the Demon Goddess.

Ah.

Compared to people of this age, I have never really gone hungry.

But, exactly what kind of shell it is.

How to decoction the shell.

I couldn’t imagine exactly until that point.”

“The clearer the image that I have in mind, the more powerful the Shingong.

I stopped in the snow and said, “From now on, I will fill in the imagination that is lacking in me.”

-What? I grinned, “Hundred spirits reincarnated (百鬼還生).”

The moonlight shone.

The snowfield was colored with silver.

Suddenly, a cloud covered the moon.

What was a cloud in the night sky became a shade in the snowy field.

Little by little, the shade was like a toothed insect, and bit by bit, it bit the snowy field.

[Skill is activated.] After a while, the clouds receded, but the shadow of the snowy field did not disappear.

Even in the moonlight, the snow field was no longer silver.

As if there were many shadows cast on the snowfield, “My lord.”

One of the shadows opened his mouth, “Did you call me?”

The Maw knelt down on one knee, Basch, her eyes smashed into her knee, and made a small sound.

Thousands of skeletons stood behind her back.

"Ummm." I nodded, "My darling, I have a job for you." “Order.”

"This is a world that is perishing.

Humans have all become ghosts and corpses, wandering around the Gucheons.

Well, it might be somewhat similar to the Aikim Empire you destroyed once." "......." The Maw bowed his head a little more, "My order is simple.

Scatter.

Scatter and gather the hungry corpses." “Hungry corpses… you mean?”

"okay." I looked at the endless snowy night.

“There will be villages and villages somewhere here.

find it Find the dead bodies of hunger there and bring them here.

The corpses also move and they will rebel, but you are over 4,000.

Overwhelm with quantity.”

“A few phrases.”

The ogre opened his mouth carefully.

“How many corpses are we going to rescue? ?”

“112 people.”

"......." Humans with the trauma of hunger.

I will learn their hunger.

When you learn and master their hunger.

I will finally get closer to Heaven.74.