episode_0257

There are so many different types of people in the world, and there are also those who wander without even being able to find a simple path.

People called such people ‘Gilchi’.

But I never once thought of myself as that kind of person.

This is because I have never experienced getting lost or wandering anywhere.

At least it was like that until now…

It was only after the situation became like this that I realized it.

Wherever I go, ‘Naver Map’ and ‘X Map’ are always by my side.

Is this why they say that even if the elders don’t know where they are, they immediately know where they are?

When the things I took for granted disappeared, I couldn’t help but feel that fact.

‘I miss you… Never…’

No, since this is Japan, I guess it should be called Line.

Anyway, today I really missed the existence of a friendly voice guide that told me where to go, how far to go, and what to ride, just by writing down the starting point and destination.

It was even more so because what I was holding in my hand at this moment was a piece of paper without any navigation or voice functions.

No, in the past, when people went to their hometown every holiday, they found their way by relying only on this map. How on earth was that possible?

In the past, was something like the Dokdo method formally taught in schools?

Thinking that this was truly a mystery, I looked at the map in my hand once again.

“Um.”

The map, which was originally clearly clean, had become very messy with lines that someone had drawn straight with a permanent marker.

I don’t know if this expression is appropriate, but it feels like looking at a colored pussy that has been stuffed with a dick.

This is why you have to use things cleanly.

Of course, unlike other items that can cover up to a certain extent if used sparingly, in the case of the vagina, it is difficult to avoid discoloration beyond a certain point even if you only use the area cleanly.

‘Then how can it not be solved with martial arts or magic? If you look carefully, there might be a way…’

I’m closer to the position that a pussy is OK as long as it’s tightened well, but isn’t it an undeniable fact that the end day view, or rather the end day pin view, is visually worse than the bulgogi pussy that is colored and stretched so that it looks good and is easy to eat?

In that sense, the deterioration of the pink pussies of Ari, Rahee, or heroines from other worlds who enter through apps into something else could be said to be a global, or even dimensional, loss beyond the Earth.

In order to prevent such enormous losses, it was necessary to make steady efforts to come up with countermeasures from now on.

‘I think it might be possible if we somehow combine Kowloon City’s biotechnology and magic…’

Anyway, I decided to look into that more seriously later when I had some free time, and the problem was that I moved according to the map, but ended up in a completely different place…

I looked down again and looked at the map decorated with red lines and black circles.

In that state, I continued along the red line extending from the area marked Arisukawa Academy, and finally arrived at a place painted in dark green so that even a person who does not know how to read a map could tell that it was a mountain. It was a part.

“This is definitely the right place…”

Where are the mountains and all you see are buildings?

Could it be that the map is so old that it doesn’t reflect recent trends?

It was a very possible story.

Unlike internet maps, where developers automatically update when something changes, this one I’m holding now has no choice but to purchase the latest version to reflect the latest trends.

But in this day and age, how many people actually pay for maps?

Has it become a world where you don’t have to pay money to buy something like Google Earth, and with just a few clicks you can look into the geography of countries you’ve never been to, such as places you’ve never been to in a country located on the opposite side of the world, as well as a country you can’t enter because it’s a dictatorship? It’s been a long time.

Not many people would bother spending a lot of money on such an overwhelmingly convenient tool.

So, it is quite possible that the map Raina picked up from somewhere does not keep up with recent trends.

Even so, it’s not some kind of city simulation game, so is it really possible to completely push down a mountain like this without a trace?

Maybe the world we live in is not reality, but a world in a city simulation game…?

If I had had a lot of experience working at construction sites, I would have guessed the possibilities based on that… I had worked all kinds of part-time jobs to earn living expenses when I first entered college, but I didn’t have much experience working at construction sites.

Still, it wasn’t because of my useless pride that I couldn’t do anything like hard work.

It wasn’t because of pride… they just didn’t include it.

It’s not like I have any special skills, and the only work I can do at a construction site is carrying things around and cleaning up after the place, but there are always a lot of applicants for such simple tasks.

If there were a lot of people to do the job, the rule there was to select the one who was close to the man who headed the human resources office.

The labor industry was also not free from academic ties and regionalism…

After thinking about painful memories(?) like that and being sullen for a moment, I quickly rolled my eyes and scanned the surroundings.

It seems more likely that I took a wrong turn somewhere than that this was the ‘mountain’ shown on the map. In that case, shouldn’t I hire a local guide and correct my mistake now?

So, as I quickly rolled my eyes and searched for any traces of possible survivors… I felt the presence of someone sneakily approaching behind me.

Judging by the fact that his walking skills are unusual, does this mean he is an experienced worker who has emptied the pockets of drunk men sleeping on the street before the world turned into this mess?

His skill in killing the sight was extraordinary.

Is this really a movement befitting a country of ninjas and samurai?

‘Are you a girl? ‘I wish it was a woman…’

The possibility of that happening is very low, but if you’re a beautiful woman, the path you take won’t be boring.

It must have been a moment when I was thinking that way in my mind and was just staring at the building, pretending not to have noticed it yet.

Shuaaa!

The sound of something like a blunt object flying through the wind flowed into my ears.

I quickly turned around and stretched out my hand towards the direction from which the sound was coming from, and what I caught in my hand was an aluminum hit that looked like it would have hit more people’s heads than a ball.

“Tch…!”

And when the attack of conversion aimed at sending me to heaven in an instant was blocked, I clicked my tongue and retreated…

“Little boy?”

She was a girl who must have been in middle school.

What was interesting was the outfit… Is the sad fate of falling ill with a middle school illness the same in both the archipelago and the peninsula?

His outfit was unusual, as he must have often fantasized about his friend sitting next to him suddenly turning into a zombie and running towards him.

Although it may not be as good as mine, I should say that it smells like a skilled pot breaker.

The arms and legs, which are areas frequently exposed to zombie attacks, are wrapped in thick-looking cardboard boxes and duct tape, and the shoes they are wearing are not like ordinary sneakers that kids of that age would wear, but rather extremely sturdy looking boots. It was like that.

They even added an iron plate to the front of the boots…

“Yyyy!”

Considering that he was so young, it was already natural for him to aim for other people’s joints, so I was already feeling sorry for someone who might become that little guy’s subordinate in the future.

No, if she grows up like that, she’ll become quite a beauty, so I guess they’ll like it as a reward.

Anyway, even if I surpassed humanity with the power of the Amman app, I didn’t think I would be okay even if I damaged the joint of a military boot with a steel plate on it, so I immediately took action.

Ji-i-ik!

I slid backwards along the floor, following the method of walking that had been half engraved on my body thanks to someone living in another world.

Were they surprised by my strange movements?

The little boy’s eyes widened slightly as he was confident of success.

Thanks to this, I didn’t miss the opportunity and kicked the girl’s right foot, which was suddenly in the air, from the side, and that alone made a pretty loud sound.

“Augh…!”

I grabbed the ankles of the little boy who lost his balance and fell to the floor and lifted him upside down.

It wasn’t easy because it was a lot heavier than it looked, but I tried it and it worked.

And then he lifted the little boy upside down and shook him gently…

At first, the little boy was making a lot of noise to escape my hands, but his movements quickly became quiet.

Is it because my face is so pale that I am feeling motion sickness?

I didn’t care about it or not, and shook it a few more times… and the bag the kid was carrying was the first to cry out for surrender.

Ting… Taeeaeang…!

Cans with all kinds of pictures on them, items used to open the cans, pocket knives the size of your palm, and various household items.

There were so many different items piled up under the little boy that I wondered how he could carry so many things with such a small body.

It must have been a moment when I was inwardly sticking my tongue out at him.

Grumpy~

My colleagues had already announced their escape long ago, but they belatedly jumped out of their bags and joined us on the mountain of miscellaneous items, making a heavy sound.

“···????”

···wait for a sec.

Is that a fucking revolver?