episode_0033

After the retry, I was in the isolation wing.

‘what? Why not the director’s office?’

Looking around, it appears that B4 has just come out of Leon’s isolation room.

“Bir, what day is today?”

“It’s Sunday.”

The save point has been moved. It was originally the director’s office on Thursday afternoon, but it was moved to Sunday afternoon after the meeting with Leon.

‘The fact that the save point has been moved means that an event has taken place.’

Was getting to know Leon and hearing his past stories the first step in this event?

If that were the case, I don’t think there was any need to proceed in such a hurry.

‘No, there’s something more important than that.’

I checked the inside pocket of my jacket. I touched a self-defense weapon that I always carry with me, which is better than nothing.

“Bir, wait here. Because I have a place to visit for a while.”

“Okay.”

I hurried my steps.

It’s time to punish the naughty heroine.

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*

The door to isolation building A2 opens.

“Director? What’s going on?”

As I enter, a banshee greets me as always.

He takes out a light piece of metal from his inner pocket and aims it at the banshee.

“Director, what are you doing now..?”

bang-!

A bullet penetrates the banshee’s shoulder.

“Keuuu..!”

The banshee reflexively grabs his shoulder and lets out a painful groan.

“What does this mean? Z, Zeke? W-what are you doing!?”

Veronica and her five clones come out of the master bedroom.

“Bell! Don’t come out!”

The banshee’s cries were drowned out by the ensuing gunfire.

bang-!

One of the clones falls.

“Aaaah!”

Veronica gets scared and sits down.

Great. Because Veronica is not the target.

bang-!

The next clone falls.

“Stop it!”

The clones rush at the banshee’s cry.

However, the alter egos are just ordinary, powerless women.

Even if I have the weakest view of the world, I am not at a level where I can be overpowered by these women.

bang-!

The third clone falls.

The remaining two try to grab my arm,

puck-!

Hit the temple with a gun. The fourth clone collapses with blood gushing out.

The last clone managed to reach me and raise the hand holding the gun, but then grabbed my neck and tripped me, knocking me down.

bang-!

With a red dot between the eyebrows of the last clone, the six-shot revolver was empty.

In fact, it’s not empty because there are shell casings left.

“G… Zeke… Why are you doing this..?”

Veronica said in a tearful voice. My legs are so weak that I can’t get up.

His alter egos are taking care of all kinds of dirty work in the shadows, but the main character is a coward who trembles at the sight of a few gunshots in front of him.

It’s truly amazing.

“After… Ugh..!”

Banshee wrapped a cloth around his shoulder to stop the bleeding. Perhaps because of the pain, my hands are shaking.

The bodies of the self-immolators have already disappeared, and only the bullets stuck in them are rolling around on the floor. All the overflowing blood has long since disappeared. Only the banshee’s blood remains at the scene.

“Banshee. You know best why I do this.”

“……”

A banshee looks at me without saying a word. There was fear in those eyes.

I approached Veronica, who was shaking.

“Ugh… OMG… ”

Berroki waved his hands as if he was going to get harmed. I picked her up and brought her to the living room.

When I sat him down on the bed, he looked at me with shaking eyes and then avoided my gaze.

I stroked her head.

“Veronica. You didn’t do anything wrong, so just sleep quietly.”

“Ugh… huh… ”

If you think about it, it’s Veronica’s fault for not managing her self-immolation properly, but she doesn’t even have expectations in the first place.

Veronica hurriedly lay down on the bed and covered herself with the blanket.

I patted her a few times and then went out into the living room.

“Have you thought about it? What did I do wrong?”

Crack—

The banshee gritted her teeth instead of answering.

“Are you pretending not to know? Or are you upset?”

“I don’t mind shooting the clones. All you have to do is replace it with a new one. but… You know you shouldn’t do this in front of that child.”

I shook my head at the anger in her voice.

“This is a punishment. Punishment for crossing the line. I just chose what you fear the most.”

What the banshee fears most. That is, the child named Veronica is defiled.

The reason Veronica is not worthy of her age and acts like a child is all because of Banshee.

This is because Banshee took care of all the dirty work so that he could turn his eyes away from the filth of the world, and accepted Veronica’s foolish behavior.

“I was patient with you the whole time. Why cross the line and be damned?”

“……”

“Do you think I look really shitty? Do you think something happened because you keep looking at me like a brat?”

“…….”

“If you say shit out loud, they’ll just understand that you’re a consistent asshole. The duality of pretending to cooperate in front and then talking nonsense behind the scenes is the most annoying.”

“…….”

“Answer me.”

“……How did you find out?”

“That’s none of your business. The important thing now is that you planned something with a bastard named Robben.”

It is unknown whether Robben is leading the coup plan or whether he has been possessed by Banshee. But it’s clear that Banshee is actively participating in the operation, and its purpose is to fuck me.

“After… ”

I sighed and looked at the banshee. The banshee lowered her head.

Actually, I’m not particularly angry. I’ve been through a lot of crap so far, but this is within my range of patience.

But if no action is taken, bigger troubles will come. Because if you endure it three times, you won’t be able to get away with it.

“This must have been a big shock to Veronica. You think so too, right?”

“…Yes.”

“Like I said, this is punishment. Punishment is done to correct mistakes. I have no intention of ending this punishment unless you are corrected. So what should you do now?”

“Sorry. I was wrong. We will make sure this never happens again.”

Banshee bows obediently and apologizes.

But I didn’t do this just to get an apology.

“Apologies are not important. It’s none of my business whether you’re truly sorry or not.”

“Then… What should I do?”

“It must be shown through action.”

In the second route, I ended up being tricked by a banshee. I thought I had led the banshee, but in reality the banshee had led me.

So I couldn’t even get close to the truth about the coup, and I was just playing into a deceptive back-world alliance.

But things are different now. Thanks to my sudden haste, it became impossible to catch the banshee. I don’t know what the crazy guy like me will do if I catch him hastily.

So now you can actively use Banshee. In particular, thanks to Robben, who is easier to control than Roddy, organizing the board has become easier.

“Reveal where the rebels who cooperate with Robben are hiding. Because I don’t want to drag it on any longer.”

“……Okay.”

“Let’s do well. If something like this happens again, the punishment will be aggravated.”

“…Yes. I will keep this in mind.”

Only after seeing Banshee’s reluctant nod did I press the emergency call.

“The medical department will treat you. After receiving treatment, organize the information and deliver it to management.”

I headed back to the living room without hearing Banshee’s answer.

“Veronica.”

“…”

“I know you’re not sleeping, so wake up.”

“Ugh… Yes.”

Veronica stands up hesitantly. He was still wrapped in a blanket and only his face was slightly exposed.

I hugged Veronica, who was scared, to comfort her.

“Were you scared?”

Veronica responded by shaking slightly.

“It’s okay now.”

I slowly patted Veronica. Then Veronica relaxed her tense body and leaned towards me.

“Zeek… I-I was scared… ”

Hearing Veronica’s crying voice, I felt a little bit heartbroken.

‘Was it too harsh?’

If I didn’t do this, the banshee wouldn’t listen to me, so there was nothing I could do.

“I’m sorry.”

“Black… Ugh… ”

When I apologized, Veronica started crying.

I gently lifted the blanket and took out Veronica’s hair. And then he gently stroked my head.

The more it happened, the more Veronica trembled and cried bitterly.

Carefully wipe away the tears with your thumbs. Maybe it’s because his eyes are big, but he sheds a lot of tears.

“Zeek… Well, I… You hate me, huh… No?”

Veronica gave me the hem of my dress with her small hands and asked me a question in a deaf voice, holding back her tears.

I held her small hand.

“I don’t hate you. We decided to go to Snowy Land together. Let’s go right after this is over. So, pop.”

“Yes… ”

I lightly kissed Veronica’s forehead and stroked her hair a few more times. Afterwards, I comforted her until she fell asleep from crying and then left the room.

Before we knew it, medical staff had arrived and, after administering some first aid, began carrying Banshee on a stretcher.

I asked a member of the medical department, and he told me that if the bullet avoided the bones or arteries and was properly treated, there would be no special problems.

The only weapon I could use was a gun, so I guess it was helpful to have some shooting training. Of course, the fact that the power of the gun itself was trash also played a role.

[Veronica’s strategy progress has increased. (84 -> 88%) Acquire 400 strategy points]

Veronica’s strategy progress has increased. Is this the reward for preventing modifications?

Recently, even though modifications were blocked, the progress didn’t really go up, but now it’s going up. I don’t understand.

Anyway, the strategy for A-class heroines is difficult and difficult.

*

*

I feel pain in my shoulder. The feel of the bullet striking my flesh is still vivid.

Although I have experienced numerous deaths, these are all indirect experiences through self-immolation. This was the first time I was really shot, and I felt the fear of death.

But this pain and fear is nothing.

When I think about the shock our Belle received, my heart breaks, and I am desperately afraid that it will end up as a trauma.

‘this… Is this really a punishment? ‘

So far, the punishments have been light, such as telling Belle to keep her hands up or not giving her snacks.

Therefore, I took lightly the director’s words, ‘Don’t cross the line.’

Today I paid the price for crossing that line.

The director accurately fired six bullets into each of the six clones without wasting a single shot.

As a result, the five self-immolators died instantly and I suffered a non-fatal shoulder injury. Even so, it was on the left side, not the right side, which is often used.

All of this is a staged situation.

It’s not to kill my clone or to cause me pain.

Just to shock Belle.

And through this, to send a ‘warning’ to me.

‘Don’t cross the line.’

I don’t know exactly where the line is.

In the past, we tried to walk a tightrope, but now things have changed.

Since we cannot know goodness, we cannot do anything.

Simple and effective. With just a few gunshots, everything I did for Belle turned into a threat to her.

Above all, he wasn’t particularly angry that I had crossed the line. His expression as he fired the gun was extremely indifferent, and the only emotion that could be read was annoyance.

Just like getting rid of pesky flies.

There is a huge gap between me and the director.

If all I do is gather information and guess the future, then he can see the real future.

Uncertain guesses and certain predictions. It is obvious who is superior.

Therefore, my attempt to oppose the director itself can be seen as a foolish act.

But I had to check his limits.

I needed to know whether I could entrust the bell to the director and whether he had enough strength to protect it.

Compared to the huge danger that lies ahead, all of this is nothing more than a play.