episode_0096
by fnovelpia[Yeah, that’s right. It’s all true.]
Writer: Gaebokchi
(A vampire posing for a photo with others)
Nuna is really good at taking photo requests.
(A vampire suppressing a speciesist who is trying to disrupt the atmosphere and yawning)
Quietly and swiftly subdued the party crasher who was ruining the atmosphere.
(A vampire destroying a rice cooker bomb and disappearing smoothly)
By removing the bomb installed at the venue in advance, Comics ended without any casualties.
(A vampire with a mosaic-covered face shyly making a V sign)
Oh, Nuna
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– Thank you, goat…
– Wow, how does she still look pretty even with the mosaic? Seriously, Mamang is a goddess and vampires are legendary for real.
– Where is Mamang in this weeb…
– This guy doesn’t even know Mamang and yet he’s talking crap…
– Damn it… I was supposed to be next… that terrorist bastard…
– Haha, lol
– Ah, lol, if you’re jealous, just retweet it, lol
– This vampire viral post… the terrifying scheme of a vampire trying to save his pocket and family…
– Mamang is unique. Normal vampires wouldn’t do that.
– Honestly, if Mamang asked for a quick bite, wouldn’t everyone willingly offer their necks without hesitation?
– What? Their necks?
– Neck, you idiot…
– This incident definitely proves it. Vampires >>>>>>> Pixies, right?
– Seriously, lol, where does a pixie even dare to compare to goat, lol
– Damn, thanks to the blood-sucking gay Mamang, I’ve moved up the social ladder…
Enjoying a cosplay event like Comics, could there be any trouble?
I thought that as long as I entered the venue through the gate, it would just end with taking a few photo requests.
And even that wouldn’t be too many.
Just respond to requests appropriately and enjoy the event.
I entered with a relaxed mind, but my leisure lasted less than 10 minutes after entering the venue.
“Um… if possible, could you take a photo with me?”
“Of course! Stand next to me!”
“T-thank you!”
Who would have known?
This would be the beginning of a disaster.
Or at least, I should have known.
The high-quality cosplay of a beautiful woman.
How it affects those who enjoy subcultures.
“Um, c-can you take a photo with me too?”
“Wait your turn! I’m first!”
“No, sir! Don’t push!”
Honestly.
I thought these cringeworthy reactions were only possible in novels.
Because I’ve lived such a boring and uneventful life, I thought these reactions were just exaggerated antics only possible in fiction.
But thanks to the crazy scene unfolding before my eyes, I could correct that thinking.
This is really possible.
But experiencing it firsthand, it’s incredibly embarrassing and awkward.
“…What should I do?”
People crowded around, unintentionally causing a nuisance.
Not knowing what action to take, I could only look around helplessly.
“Alright, everyone? Let’s not stay here like this, let’s move to a wider space! People can’t pass through here!”
Suddenly, Jaehyuk, who had blended into the crowd, started energetically urging people to move.
Realizing the chaos around me, people started moving to the photo zone.
I wanted to run away at that moment, but what could I do?
From the moment I agreed to take a photo with someone, it became difficult to refuse.
…Unless something special happens, I’ll just take photos with people until the event ends.
It’s probably going to be a quite boring and tough time.
I sighed inwardly, waiting for the impending dark fate.
Could it be a stroke of luck from the heavens?
As I posed for various photos with people, suddenly a desperate-looking person emerged from the crowd.
“Ahhhh!!!”
Drawing a knife from their pocket, they screamed and started running towards me.
…What kind of messed up situation is this again?
It doesn’t seem like they’re asking me to participate in some kind of play, right?
Unless that knife is made of silver, I won’t die even if they stab me several times.
But that doesn’t mean I have to willingly get stabbed, right? I don’t have a masochistic tendency to find pleasure in pain.
With a knife in hand, and clearly running to kill, according to the special law of self-defense against different species, I have the right to kill them if I don’t want to be killed.
I lightly dodged the slowly approaching blade and slapped the assailant’s cheek.
“Ahhhh!!!”
Receiving the blow, their brain shook, and soon the assailant began groaning and kneeling on the ground.
As a fierce sound of impact echoed, the surrounding space quickly fell silent.
I looked down at the assailant lying beneath me with a cold gaze, furrowing my brow in silence.
What a nuisance, bringing that lunatic who visited the cocktail bar last time.
Is this person also a member of some cult or sect with a bad reputation on the community?
“It’s been quiet for a while, and now chaos again.”
After reporting to the police, I awkwardly smiled and asked for understanding from the people gathered around.
“I’m sorry, but I think we should stop taking pictures here. The reason… well, I don’t need to say it, right?”
Having witnessed the knife incident up close, no one could blame me.
Since I don’t know what might happen next, I need to find Hyeun and Junghyun and leave the event venue.
The location of those guys who can only be found by the shining halo.
Thinking I’ll find them soon, I looked around for a moment, and then Jaehyuk approached me with a serious expression.
“Hey, Han Jiwu. Don’t be surprised and listen to me.”
“It’s not a confession… Sorry. What’s going on?”
“Seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times. Can you take a look at this for a moment?”
“…What is it that you’re so serious about?”
I tilted my head in confusion and took the phone he handed me.
It’s not a big deal, but did something bad happen?
Looking at Jaehyuk with a puzzled expression, I immediately turned my gaze to the phone screen.
And there…
It will explode when the time comes, look forward to it
#2023Comics #I hate different species
[Attached photos 4]
– (Photo of the inside of a pressure cooker bomb)
– (Photo of the pressure cooker bomb inside a paper bag)
– (Photo inside the event venue)
– (Photo outside the event venue)
The post contained content that couldn’t be taken lightly.
What kind of day is today?
Why are crazy people popping up one after another?
Without a doubt, I couldn’t overlook the content of the post as a joke.
I asked about the whereabouts of my friends while returning the phone.
“Where are Hyeun and Junghyun?”
“I just called them, they’re already outside. We just need to go.”
“When did they go outside again? Okay, let’s go out… huh?”
Most people in the event venue were still unaware of the situation.
Since it was the right time to leave, I tried to walk towards the exit.
“Hey, Jaehyuk? Is that… isn’t that the thing I just saw?”
“What, uh…?”
…I discovered it.
It was a rice cooker bomb hidden by a deranged terrorist.
The location it was set up in was the photo zone where cosplayers were taking pictures with regular attendees.
With a sudden thought in mind, I left Jaehyuk staring blankly behind me and started running towards the object that looked like a bomb.
—–
“He seems to be losing it, for real.”
Inside the dimly lit church.
In the heavy silence that hung in the air, a man’s vulgar curse faintly echoed.
What could be bothering him so much?
After spitting out a curse, the man touched his forehead with his hand and groaned.
“…Why the hell are those crazy bastards doing things they weren’t even told to do!”
He was at a loss.
Didn’t he use his brainwashing abilities for months, claiming to be in control?
Then why were the followers constantly exposing themselves and attacking their own kind?
“Is the brainwashing not working properly?”
At this rate, even the untouchable tail might get stepped on.
It’s unlikely, but if he gets caught.
Even though it was a short time, he had done a lot of damage, so he would rot in prison for quite a long time.
After finishing his thoughts, the man let out a sigh, leaving the church, and muttered quietly to himself, unheard by anyone.
“Is it time to bail out soon? Or should I wait a little longer?”
As the man hesitated between the two options, the church door suddenly opened and someone rushed in, kneeling down and joyfully reporting to the man about what they had done.
“Leader? I have finally brought good news! Ahahaha!!!”
“You entered without knocking… It better be good news.”
“Hehehe! You’ll definitely like it! I have slain several of the devil’s minions!”
“…”
A follower boasting proudly about their actions as if they had done something great.
At first, the man simply listened to what he had to say without a word.
It didn’t go against the flimsy doctrine he had set up.
Indeed, objectively speaking, it was something to be praised.
But…
“Wait, where did you say you planted the bomb?”
After hearing that they had threatened a bomb attack on a facility managed by a public institution and then carried it out, he firmly decided.
Just blow it all up.
Pack my things and run away tonight.
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