End of September, Saturday afternoon.

After school.

About five minutes off the road that connects the high school building to the middle school building, in the woods.

I dig a hole in the mud with a shovel in my hand.

It's a hole a lot deeper than the back length of one.

It's the third hole, so I dug it a lot better.

Including the re-filled hole is the fifth. If you dig this much, you'll be somewhat more handy.

Enough already, stab the spear I had prepared at the place.

It's a simple spear that broke bamboo diagonally and sharpened the incision.

Stab it upwards.

Not many.

Obsessively, many.

Communicate the rope that tied the tip to the nearby tree and climb the hole.

Carefully cover the fallen leaves and camouflage.

We have to hurry. It's time.

He's supposed to come, it's time.

Sweat your forehead.

It's 2: 30 p.m.

I left a clue for him.

I left a message so he could come to this place.

Most likely, he won't realize it's a message.

My mistake, you'd think it was a downfall.

You think I'm hiding something important here.

That's why I go here every day.

Lately, after school, I disappeared because I was here.

In a way, the idea fits.

I've been digging holes here.

The first hole was filled because it was unsatisfactory.

The next hole was so-so, but I wanted to make sure the plan was complete, so I still filled it.

Because failure is unacceptable for what we are going to do.

I will kill one now. [M]

Drop him in this pit and kill him.

If you just fell on a spear, you might not die.

So in the shade of the buckwheat tree, we have some polytanks.

There is gasoline in the tank.

When he falls into the hole, pour this guy in from the top and throw in the spark at the end.

Still, he might not die.

So I prepared a long bamboo spear with more than five meters.

The tip is broken diagonally and sharply sharpened.

Now stick it from the top. Plenty of stabbing.

Stick it in until it stops moving.

That's it.

Vengeance is complete.

The rest?

Did you find out?

If I stay like this, he'll kill me any minute.

Bullying kills.

It is also socially annihilated.

He has one.

I have some arm strength, but that's not all.

His parents are the leading financiers of the school.

It's like a comic book, but it is in reality.

A student no one in the school teacher can defy.

That kind of thing existed in our school.

I was blinded by the worst. [M]

This school is full dormitory.

Besides, the school itself is in the mountains.

A closed society. Mullah society.

The mullah boss put my eyes on me.

He finds life in bullying me out.

One day, I'll be bullied to death.

Then we'll have to kill him before he kills us.

I'll wait and kill my breath.

Because of my mind, I could not hear the noisy birds usually or the bugs only today.

The forest is quiet.

Almost there. Soon, he'll be here.

I heard footsteps.

It's the sound of stepping on dead fallen leaves. That's the sound of him walking in.

I was nervous and held my trembling hand down gently.

Sweat spreads its cheeks.

Though at the end of September, it shouldn't be so hot around here in the mountains, because you just exercised, you're all sweaty, and you can't stop sweating right now.

No, is this because you're nervous?

Well, yeah. I also get nervous.

You're going to kill one, so your hands and feet tremble.

Think about it, I...

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I can kill him.

I can't help but be happy and happy to think so.

'Cause that guy...

And my body shook about.

I hurriedly laid my hands on the fallen leaves.

It hurts.

Didn't he hear the noise now?

No, in the first place, this is...

A leaning tree was vibrating.

Branched, shaking the leaves.

An earthquake.

Plus, it's pretty big.

A shock that echoes in the belly.

That was the biggest, but that was it.

The shake ends.

There seemed to be nothing like a tree falling or a landslide.

Take a breath of relief.

The pit was safe too.

This, too, is good.

But there is one problem.

"An earthquake!

With the tongue pounding, I could hear him like that.

I don't think so.

If he changes his mind, I'll have a meal for him...

Happened.

Footsteps keep away.

It's this way that I want to tongue.

I chew my lips all the time.

Grab a fist.

No, not yet.

He may have just been worried about the landslide or something.

It's also possible he'll be back in a while.

I prayed.

Hold on, hold on.

How many minutes have passed.

Or, enough. I felt it for a very long time, but I think it's probably about enough.

Footsteps approached me again.

Yay!

I held my fist for a long time.

I wanted to gut pose.

He's back.

This time, it will come this far.

Footsteps, approaching.

I kind of feel heavier in my footsteps than I just did.

But, well, I shake my head because of my mind and sharpen my nerves.

I don't know, I think his nose is rough.

Buhibuhi, a pig-like snort.

What, are you tired?

Pathetic. Is it to that extent, even if it is usually prestigious?

I do. [M]

It's convenient.

If you're tired, you must be losing your attention too.

Your feet, too, will be rough.

Sora.

Dropped.

Sharp screams and groans.

I jump out of the shade quickly, grab a polytank, and rush to the hole.

Without even looking inside the hole, pour the liquid into the tank.

I don't know what to pour in.

Even this, pour it in like hot water.

And then there's the spark.

Light the paper chips with a lighter and throw them into something.

The scream rises.

It's his disconnect scream.

It feels good.

I set up a bamboo spear and poked it in the hole.

Run through the meat, feel.

One stomach was much softer than I thought.

I close my eyes and poke my spear over and over again with selflessness.

Eventually, resistance stopped.

I open my eyes and peek into the hole. [M]

There's his body...

I didn't.

Instead, a bipedal fat creature resembling a pig was bleeding from all over his body to death.

It was a redskinned, fat creature.

And the color of the blood was blue.

I was bleeding blue from all over my body.

"What?"

I don't think so, I make a dumb voice.

Drop the bamboo spear.

To the clap, a fat pig human made a gasping sound.

The human body of a pig, it gets bumpy.

No, I'm about to disappear like Kasumi.

I looked into my eyes.

As I was distracted and watched, my pork human body disappeared completely...

The fanfare rang in my ear.

"You have leveled up!

I heard a neutral voice.

Vision stains white.