episode_0019

Let’s talk about Lee Soo-in.

1st year student at Wolmyeong Military School, affiliated with Unit 2217.

There was a picture on the 2217 Unit Cadet List that I printed out and brought. Yuna’s reaction upon seeing the picture was “She’s pretty.”, and Saya-senpai’s reaction was “She seems like a quiet person.”.

With her small body and neutral, slender face, she is easily looked down upon by men, and in fact, she has never been free from bullying from middle school through high school and military school.

He became a Master a month before the game started, when the new semester at Wolmyeong Military Academy began. He has the Master Skill [Music Creation].

Even if we simply call it a soundproofing, it has a fairly wide scope within Seraph of the End.

In addition to the drugs that are generally thought of as sex drugs, it also includes some that are classified as therapeutic, restorative, poison or combat drugs.

Depending on how you use it, it can be of great help in combat.

Whatever the purpose of creating the drug, if it grows larger, shrinks, or becomes tentacled, it can be used in battle.

It is extremely difficult to fight while in ‘heat’.

Anyway, Suin, who realized that she could control others as a master and [create a potion], remained true to her impulses.

“Use anesthetics or hypnotic agents to lure them into the hideout, then use aphrodisiacs and stimulants to train them. If even one or two fall, the rest will be easier. You can just call in more people connected to you through slaves. You increase the slaves, strengthen your own power, and with that, you can strengthen the hideout and increase the slaves again.”

“It looks like a pyramid.”

“The result is similar. If you increase the number of slaves without thinking, it becomes difficult to manage, so a smart guy wouldn’t act so recklessly.”

In such cases, it would be an unreasonable demand to ask one not to be true to one’s desires.

“Fortunately, this guy is an easy Master to deal with. [Medium Generation] is not a combat ability. The problem is which slaves he has and how prepared he is for emergencies. If he is a deep thinker and alert, he probably won’t be running slaves like he is now. There are only two things to worry about.”

“two?”

“There is a possibility that there are other forces targeting us as well. They may not know it themselves, but there are places they have been quietly touching here and there.”

Thanks to that, it was okay to say that he was the first Master to retire in the game.

Although it was relatively easy by game standards (usually the confrontation between masters would not really start until mid-April), there was no guarantee that it wouldn’t be intercepted.

and….

“The other thing is, what are we going to do with this guy once we capture him?”

I looked at Saya-senpai and Yuna.

Senior Saya unconsciously clutched her chest, and Yuna closed her eyes for a moment.

“That’s… right. I should have thought about that too.”

“If you wait, someone might be able to handle it for you. It’ll probably take a few days for it to go away.”

“That… I don’t think that’s right… Because I saw it earlier.”

Senior Saya said so.

He must be thinking of the children who were in a mess due to the karma of the people.

Yuna sighed.

“You said you had to hunt him down to secure the production line… Wait a minute. That [drug production] thing, is it some kind of factory? Can’t you do it without the ability user?”

“That’s right.”

“The rule is that the master must be killed.”

“I said killing is ‘normal’. If that ability is absolutely necessary, there are cases where you take risks and keep them alive. When using the awakening ability, limbs and five senses are not essential.”

““… !!!””

Both people gasped at the same time.

And Yuna said with a puzzled expression.

“You… Did you say that from the beginning? Even though he’s an opponent that can’t be defeated, you still need ability… I thought it was strange to say something like a production line or something like that, like a tool… .”

I could have rebuked Yuna for going on and on about not treating people like people.

If he were a guy who cared about human dignity, would he do something like that to you?

Even though I’m accepting the situation by saying that I’ve restored my relationship with my senior(?) and conveyed my feelings to him(?), it doesn’t mean that what happened to me is any less serious.

But I think it’s normal for something to be inconsistent like that.

The fact that you take the weight of what you’ve been through lightly is proof that you’re a good person among them.

On the other hand, the main reason I brought this up, that is, what was Senior Saya’s reaction?

“That…you don’t have to do it, right, junior?”

He hesitated and denied what I said.

“You seem like the type of person who doesn’t do unnecessary things… . You know Yuna and I would have a hard time accepting that, so if it was really necessary, you wouldn’t have asked us for our opinions or anything. You would have told us after you did it. … Just like you did with Yuna. ”

“You might have said it in advance because you were afraid of the consequences?”

“If that’s the case… You should have brought up the video earlier. If you said that the person who did this should be given an appropriate punishment, neither Yuna nor I would have said anything.”

“How much do you trust me, senior… .”

I found myself letting out a voice of disbelief.

But I have to admit, I was a little excited.

The person I like reads my thoughts and knows my heart.

I can’t help but be happy.

What I just said was to confirm something I would have to decide on someday.

Because it is something that requires time to think about and then make a decision.

In other words, I asked because it was something that didn’t require a decision ‘right now’.

“I was expecting a senior to say, ‘How can you say such horrible things! You human trash!’ ”

“… I think that might be too much, junior.”

“Then, on the other hand, it would have been cool if a senior had said, “Kkakakaka! Don’t kill me until I suck out all the marrow!” like a pirate captain.”

“What I’ve come to realize is that having a serious conversation with you is just a waste of time! So what! What do you want me to do!”

The story returned to its original point thanks to Yuna’s rage.

“Well, I’d like you to think about the problem I just mentioned… but for now, there are other options. You said, ‘Basically, a master cannot be a slave, except for some exceptions’, right? This guy is one of those exceptions.”

There were only a few masters who could be defeated, subdued, and made into slaves. That was Suin.

Of course, not as a man.

†

Three days later, near midnight.

I visited Suin’s ‘karma’.

Instead of going through the main gate, I climbed over the wall and knocked on the front door.

Let’s wait a little distance apart. A large, polite cadet came out from inside.

It might be because of my mood, but the air inside that flowed out together felt like it had a different color tone.

It was a good thing we kept our distance.

The guy who opened the door and came out saw me and immediately ran towards me without saying a word.

It is probably set to attack unconditionally if there is an opponent who does not enter through normal means.

It was surprising that he tried to grab me even though I had a staff on my waist. It seems like I was more used to it.

Of course, I wasn’t flustered because I had already done some preliminary research on his judo experience.

I tried to avoid the hand that was rushing towards me and grab his sleeve, but he hesitated and tried to pull his body away. Instead of resisting, I flew and spun around to land on my feet.

It would be impossible for me to twist this big guy’s arm with my brute force, but it wouldn’t be difficult to dislocate his shoulder by taking advantage of the momentum of his falling.

He got up from that state and ran at me again with one hand, so I repeated the same thing and dislocated both shoulders.

“… !!!”

If you are lying on the floor with your stomach down and someone is pressing down on you and both of your arms are dislocated, it is not easy to stand up no matter how different your physique and strength may be.

I skillfully held down the struggling mass below and struck the back of its neck with the blackjack I had brought. The mass sagged.

Phew. It’s not easy, it’s not easy.

It would be easy for Yuna to subdue him, but it was unknown whether she would be able to subdue him without causing serious injury.

It’s not like I’m uninjured now, but I don’t think there will be any aftereffects.

While the big guy was being tied up and subdued, no one came out of the house.

I could only hear the moaning of the women, so perhaps the effects of the orgasm were still lingering in the house.

Since it never hurts to be careful, I put on a gas mask and opened the window outside to blow away all the scent that had accumulated inside the house.

When I thought there was enough ventilation, I went inside and looked for the source of the smoke.

It was a simple structure that continuously heated the red liquid in the beaker with a small burner to vaporize it, but it had boiled down to a dark red color, indicating that the amount was almost finished.

I think it’ll be okay since I’ve already heard orders from my senior just in case ([You can’t get horny with anyone else but me today!]).

Even though I was horny before meeting you last time, it didn’t really affect me.

Just in case, I gathered the remaining beakers together, sealed them, and put them in the dog house in the yard.

Below are some female cadets who are still under the effects of the balsam incense.

A total of twelve people on the first and second floors combined.

I thought it would be okay if I just added the keyword ‘guest’ so they would listen, but there were some people who didn’t listen properly, either because of the effects of the balsam incense or because they weren’t mentally ready to understand what I was saying.

Since he didn’t resist, I was able to take him and lay him down on the second floor, but… it was hard.

There is no way to increase your strength in a short period of time… .

I want something like a powered suit… .

Okay, now comes the final step.

He called Suin on the phone of the large man lying down.

I repeated what I had practiced several times while the notification was going.

Last time I was here, I was practicing after watching the recording on the camera, and Yuna, who was listening from the side, said in disbelief, “You could make a lot of money if you do voice phishing.”

Actually, in this case, it doesn’t even need to be that accurate.

It was a call from a number I knew, and it was from one of my slaves.

Even if the tone is awkward and the response is slow, I don’t think it’s strange because of the situation.

“Why are you calling?”

A slightly nervous, sharp voice was heard.

Just say what you practiced.

“The two women are gone.”

“What?! What are you talking about?!”

“The two women are gone.”

“You idiot! Explain!”

“Woman… .”

“Ah, really! Stay still. I’ll go! Lock them up well so the other kids don’t disappear or anything!”

The call ended before I could even say I understood.

Check the footage from the camcorder installed on the roof of the building near Su-in’s house.

I saw him coming out the door alone.

There is still no trace of anyone accompanying him.

The possibility that there might be a bodyguard slave lurking in the hideout has also disappeared.

I braced myself for the fact that the three days of persistent surveillance were not really necessary, and decided to wait for him to come to hell.

After about ten minutes, Suin arrived in a taxi.

The hairstyle that is often referred to as the protagonist’s hair style in night games, or in other words, the hairstyle that covers the eyes, is impressive.

If you look closely, it might be similar to having a surprisingly normal face.

Actually… from my perspective, I was probably living like the main character of a night game.

He kept ringing the doorbell in annoyance, so I opened the door through the intercom.

The door opened with a creaking sound and Suin strode into the house.

“How on earth do I go missing… Huh…?”

The grumbling suddenly stopped.

The atmosphere in the room might have been different from what he had imagined.

The reason I couldn’t finish speaking was because the very next moment, I, who was hiding, hit the back of his neck with a blackjack.

I adjusted my strength, prepared myself for not being able to knock him down with one blow, as it would be difficult if he got hurt too much.

Judging by the way he stumbled and fell, it seemed like he went in as far as he wanted.

good.

I think it will be fine.

It’s so easy compared to how careful I was.

I recall the sight of the female cadets sleeping exhausted on the second floor.

[Music Creation] I really want the ability, and if possible I’d like to make a slave to use that ability, but before that I’d like to give the female cadets some time to do so.

It’s a small thing compared to that, but I also take responsibility for getting horny and attacking my senior.

Wouldn’t it be right for those who rise through music to perish through music?