episode_0198

—Even that was included in No. 13’s calculations.

If Violet, lacking experience in the field and even losing her composure, overreacts to even a minor distraction and wastes her power (or the shotgun shells).

And even if he tried to catch her off guard and attack her, he would eventually be countered by her ‘Word of Power.’

Even the fact that he might suffer such a severe injury in that attack that he would be shattered to pieces.

He calculated everything. He thought it all through and jumped in.

And.

His body, shattered by the shotgun shells, is being restored before Violet’s eyes with a gruesome sound.

Barely supporting his body, which was almost blown away by the force of the shotgun blast, he restores his body as soon as it is blown away, and instead takes a step towards Violet.

Violet lacks experience in the field.

She has never actually killed anyone, and of course, she is experiencing a sight like this for the first time.

Blood and flesh splatter before her eyes, and the terrible smell of blood fills the air.

Even so, the opponent is restoring his human form in a bizarre way, and moreover, he is approaching as if he is not afraid.

It was like a scene from a horror movie. A vividness and realism that cannot be compared to simple CG.

“Ugh……?!”

Violet was flustered and froze.

At the moment when she had to do something to stop No. 13, she even forgot to shake off the chains that bound her body and froze.

In the meantime, No. 13 finished resurrecting. He consumed a large amount of magic power, but instead, he has Violet frozen in front of him.

“Boss, excuse me.”

Pulling the chains that bind Violet, he grabs her by the collar.

He forcibly shoved the fingers of his other hand into Violet’s mouth. Violet’s eyes widened as she made a “Woob Woob” sound.

With this, she can no longer use her power. If he blocks this mouth, she cannot use ‘Word of Power.’

“I’ll apologize a lot later. Just for now, please stay still, Boss.”

No. 13 tries to rummage through the pocket to take out the brainwashing drug he put in his pocket.

And.

Clunk

“……Huh…?”

Suddenly, No. 13’s hand, which was tightly gripping Violet’s clothes, stopped as if frozen. He became unable to move.

Everything that No. 13 touched Violet with, literally stopped. He can roll his eyes and breathe, but otherwise his arms and legs do not move at all as if frozen.

This is——

“Ptooey…! You bastard, in someone else’s mouth…!”

Violet spits out No. 13’s hand and pushes his body away with a groan.

No. 13’s body fell away from Violet. But still, he is unable to move as if frozen.

He rolls only his eyeballs, chasing Violet who is standing in front of him.

Against the puzzled No. 13, Violet took something out of the front pocket of her shirt and showed it.

What she took out was a small Post-it note.

There are letters written on it.

The word ‘Stop’ is written on it.

“My Word of Power is not just something that can be used with words… Didn’t you know?”

Perhaps she used the same method to shake off the effects of the brainwashing drug a while ago.

Violet took out all the remaining Post-it notes from the front pocket as if she was done, and threw them into the air.

Then, she grabbed the shotgun that was rolling around at her feet, reloaded it, and pointed the gun at No. 13 again.

He has to move. No. 13 feels a sense of crisis and thinks so, but it doesn’t work as he wants.

When he barely manages to gather his magic power and tries to shake off the power that binds him.

Before that, the muzzle of the shotgun Violet was holding spewed fire.

* * *

The muzzle of the shotgun that Violet held out spewed fire with a loud noise.

No. 13’s head was shattered and burst.

It’s really a terrible sight. But because it’s the second time she’s seen it, Violet only slightly frowned and didn’t avoid looking away.

No. 13’s head, which had been blown away once, began to be restored again before long.

Aiming at the head being restored, Violet fired the shotgun again.

Bang!

His head and upper body explode. He restores again.

And towards the one being restored, Violet fired the shotgun again.

Then the hellish cycle is repeated as is.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Violet’s shotgun spat fire several times.

Each time, No. 13’s body also exploded with a terrible sound. She thinks that he won’t die with just one shot, and deliberately fires several times, partly as a way to vent her anger.

Even if No. 13 resurrects, his scattered body does not disappear.

Around No. 13, at Violet’s feet, it is full of No. 13’s flesh, bone fragments, his blood and brain fluid.

The shotgun shells can be made again with Word of Power. However, later on, the series of processes of summoning it and reloading it became annoying, so she began to summon the entire shotgun again.

“【Shotgun】.”

“【Shotgun】.”

“ 【Shotgun】 .”

When she runs out of shotgun shells, she throws the empty shotgun on the floor and takes a new shotgun in her hand and fires again.

And when it is empty again, she takes out a new reloaded shotgun and fires again.

“Die… die, just die, No. 13.”

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Baaang!

When No. 13’s body is restored, she shoots again.

When No. 13’s body recovers, she shoots again.

When No. 13’s body comes back to life, she kills him again.

He lives and she kills him, he lives and she kills him, he lives and dies, he lives and then dies again.

“…….”

Like that.

Violet mercilessly and relentlessly fired the shotgun at him in succession until all of No. 13’s spare lives were exhausted.

* * *

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Villain No. 13.

Although he is now playing the role of a pathetic third-rate villain, before he became a villain, he was a promising young man of the future.

He is not super rich, but he was born and raised in a wealthy family where he never felt deprived.

He doesn’t have any particularly sharp edges, but he enjoys the same ordinary deviations that others do in life.

There were no major deviations in his conduct, and his academic record was good enough to easily get into the top rankings.

He was accepted into a foreign university that everyone knows, and he moderately enjoys a decent campus life and manages his grades.

Like everyone else, or even more, he prepares for a job, thinks, plans, and fantasizes about what job he will get, at what age he will get married, and how many children he will have.

Such a life without lack.

Such a life without lack.

That’s what his life would have been like.

『Why! Whhyyyyyyyyyyy!!!』

『Why is it like this! Why is it happening only to me?!!!』

『Please, please just stop… just stop….』

『…….』

『I’m sorry… I’m sorry… please… God… God… please… please, I beg you… don’t do this… please….』

『Ah…Aaaaaaaaaaaak!!!』

At some point, he lost everything.

A villain terrorist attack that came like a disaster drove his life into hell.

He was just unlucky. Just with that, he lost everything he had.

He lost his family in an instant.

He lost everything he had due to an unforeseen event, and even incurred debts that were not even his fault.

Everything he had built up until now, plus his life after that, was ruined.

He thought that was already the bottom, and he was only thinking about ending his life today or tomorrow.

To make matters worse, he was dragged to an unknown laboratory and subjected to forced and horrific human experiments.

They cut him here and there, drew blood, gave him injections, subjected him to endurance tests, and showed him his organs being removed in front of his eyes.

He underwent all sorts of experiments.

He suffered all sorts of pain.

He experienced all sorts of injustice.

He tasted all sorts of worsts.

If there is a bottom to the bottom.

There was an even worse bottom in that bottom.

…During those days of experiments, meeting Aria, who was also in the same situation as an experimental subject, was a very happy thing, but.

However, that was only about 2 weeks out of several years of experiments.

The remaining time was spent worrying every day whether he would die today or tomorrow.

But soon he gradually lost the will to die.

Now, he was about to give up on everything, saying that it was okay no matter what happened.

『What is it? I rescued you with so much effort, but you don’t seem very happy. Smile a little more, you’re a man.』

Then one day, he was saved.

The laboratory was annihilated by a purple-haired woman who seemed to have been raised preciously, and by the people she led and directed, and No. 13 was helped.

『If you don’t need that life, give it to me.』

『I’ll use it to completely destroy this damn world.』

『I’m confident that I’ll use it more usefully than just throwing it away.』

She reached out to him, who had lost all his places to go and hope.

That was his first meeting with Violet.

A story that happened ■ years ago.

No. 13’s life, which had been ruined, was able to get back on track like that.

And this time, it was the beginning of the current villain organization 『Abyss』.

* * *

Click, click…!

Even if she pulls the trigger, no more bullets come out.

She throws the empty gun on the floor.

She thought about taking out the next gun with Word of Power, but she stopped. If she does it any more, No. 13 will really die.

How many times had she shot him?

Her arms and shoulders, which had been holding the gun, were quite sore. She will definitely be plagued with terrible muscle pain tomorrow.

The surroundings were all covered in blood. There are also several things that appear to be brain fluid and brains rolling around.

A strong smell of gunpowder and a thick smell of blood rising together.

She almost vomited at the bitter smell, but she managed to hold it back.

“………..”

Violet looked down at No. 13, who was rolling around at her feet.

He is not dead.

However, his restoration speed was significantly slowed down, and even after his body barely returned, he was staring blankly into the air with empty eyes as if he was out of his mind.

It seems that he went half-crazy from the repeated pain and death.

The Hell of Repeated Revival.

One of the six hells, where in the afterlife, the body is cut into pieces and suffers several times, and the body is regenerated with a gust of wind and begins to suffer again.

What No. 13 experienced was the same as that.

When the gun goes off, his head explodes.

When consciousness is cut off with intense pain.

Then, after a while, he regains consciousness, and he sees the gun pointed at him as if it is not over yet.

As a result of repeating this several times, it seems that No. 13 has completely lost his mind as if he has exceeded his allowance.

From his mouth, an unsightly voice comes out, saying “Eueo…eo…?” as if he cannot properly understand the situation.

“…I see….”

Violet, who was looking down at such No. 13, took a step back.

There is a container behind her. She leaned her back against the wall of the container, and then slumped down as if sliding down.

Her face, which had been full of passion until just now, was now full of regret and looked as if she would burst into tears at any moment.

“I see, why did you do that….”

She feels resentful.

However, it was impossible to know who the object of that resentment was.

It was directed at the hero who killed her younger sibling, at No. 13 who did not do as she wanted, and at the same time, at herself for showing such an unsightly appearance.

Leaving No. 13, who had collapsed and could not move, Violet squatted down and sobbed, shedding tears.