Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

Step into the torso hall. Me and Elvis wrinkled deep between our eyebrows.

"What the hell is this place..."

"My eyes hurt..."

And the walls.

And the floor.

And the ceiling.

Everywhere, it was bright red.

It's not like there's blood everywhere.

The building material itself is red.

It's like you built a house with bricks made of dirt stained with red paint......

That was a crimson space.

Jack, look at that.

"Hmm...?

On the wall just after entering the torso hall, the text was engraved.

Says...

"In the beginning, the sea held every life and was stained with crimson red"

"Is it another mystery...?

"I don't know. Are you trying to tell me this is the first ocean of its kind?

I can't say anything at the moment.

Torso Hall, apparently, didn't go with a glimmer of string...

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The hunch became a reality just five minutes after the first exploration of the torso hall.

"This...!

Elvis' sword is wielded for his dermal wings.

Kicky! I thought I heard a squeal, the wings abruptly grey stone, bouncing back the blade.

Monsters like winged monkeys unpetrify their wings, whilst ringing again to spiral and laugh at Elvis.

"Damn!

"I'll take care of that! You, over here, please!

Shrew, and I screamed as I escaped the long stretching tail.

A monster whose upper body is mixed with the lower body of a snake.

In the form of a replacement for Elvis, I'm hit by a petrifying, winged monkey - Gargoyle.

Be it stone, the iron stick I have will be crushed regardless.

When you hunt a lot of stone doll monsters in the headyard, that proves it.

I smashed the face of the monkey trying to petrify it and bounce it back.

Bishy, red-purple blood splashes.

When the winged monkey fell and lay down, he tried to stain the floor intact and disappeared.

Looking back, Elvis almost cut off the synthetic monster of women and snakes - Naga.

Naga sprinkles orange blood, falls and vanishes.

I just ran my gaze around.

"Elvis, are you there yet?

"Wait.... Ouch! Up!"

Look up to be bounced.

From the crimson ceiling, which is bad for my eyes.

Poop.

- And the droplets are falling.

No.

Not water droplets!

Exactly, like I repeated the bucket.

Bashaa! and I and Elvis flew away from the liquid that had fallen.

The liquid swells.

It was like a willing clay.

It takes the form of a kindergartener who doesn't know for sure.

They're coming at me like they're opening their mouths!

"Slime...!

I moved sideways.

I meant to, but I couldn't avoid it until the splash.

Heat runs on my left arm.

"Zu......!?

Look, there was a burn where the splash hit.

Red blood is seeping.

Looks like it's not just liquid.

Unfortunately, these attacks cannot be prevented by my [nesting penetrating wing]...!

"Son of a bitch......!

I slammed an iron stick into the slime trying to get back on track.

But I'm not responding at all.

From the iron stick, I just heard a burning noise called Ju.

Pull the weapon in in a hurry, I'll take the distance.

When it comes to slime, it's synonymous with miscellaneous fish.

Yet it's actually such a pain in the ass when it comes to them......!

Your body is liquid, you're invincible, that's it!

"Jack, get out of the way!

When I bit my teeth, I heard that voice coming from behind me.

When I lay down reflexively, something flies from behind me.

It was a candlestick with many candles on it.

It's on fire. It falls on the slime.

Bow!

It was just inflammatory.

The slime burns up on the helmet.

Boom, boom, boom! and the body of the liquid began to boil.

Before long, the slime evaporates and disappears.

I don't know if it was blood or something, but the purple liquid remained on the spot for a while, but it also stained the crimson floor and vanished.

I will remain vigilant even after nothing is around me.

…… …… …… ... It's okay. There's no sign of him around. "

With that word of Elvis, I finally relaxed just a little.

Even though the scope is limited, Elvis' "King's Eye" can be relied upon.

"Nice driving, Elvis. I never thought I'd let it evaporate."

"No, I didn't think I'd burn that much either. Was it even mixed in oil?

Elvis looked at my left arm.

"Are you okay with that burn? It sucks..."

"Oh. It doesn't hurt that much. I'd like to wash it with water if I could, but I can't tell you how luxurious it is."

I looked around the bright red hallway.

There is no shadow of a monster.

"The monsters over here are a lot more belligerent. The first Durahan or something was just walking around."

"He's a pain in the ass with all his strange abilities."

Petrification of gargoyles.

Naga's reach.

Liquid body of slime.

It is imperative that you make hassles of all of them if you mishandle them.

Plus, he comes out with more than one, so when he's busy, he puts a gap in the other guy.

As soon as you disturb the concentration, it's going to go to the afterlife.

"But I've largely figured out how to deal with it. Calm down and we can handle it all."

"Right. Let's be thorough with our voices. Don't panic or rush."

"Oh -"

Zun!

And I felt the floor shake.

We immediately enter the battlefield and look down the hallway.

From beyond the darkness, a giant appeared blocking the hallway.

A large hand axe that seems to be able to pay in humans.

musculoskeletal flesh.

And the cow's face.

"Minotaur......!

When Minotaur noticed us,

- GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

and growl, Zunzun Zunzun! and started running down the hallway.

"It's that giant. I'll make you fall."

Copy that.

Short interactions with Elvis.

And I ran out sharply.

Coming to Minotaur's sight in no time, a huge hand axe can be shaken up.

After I saw it, I rolled over and dodged the axe.

Keep kicking the wall and taking the height...

- I grabbed Minotaur's neck without mistake.

[Nesting Permeable Wings] eliminates Minotaur's weight.

I tried to drag him down and slapped the giant's back on the floor.

You wanted to get up, Minotaur backs up with both hands.

But while we were doing such a waste, Elvis came.

- Saku.

Lightly enough to clap out, Elvis' sword stabs Minotaur in the throat.

Shortly after Elvis flew away, a brown blood tide erupted in momentum.

There's a lot in the blood color, too.

While I was wondering, Minotaur stopped moving and vanished to melt.

Elvis comes and raises his right hand.

I raised my right hand naturally, too.

- Pachin '!

and made a nice noise and exchanged high touches.

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We go to the back with a couple of such fights.

Eventually, he hit a large room.

At the far back there is a large kannon opening door.

That is......

"Hip door... right"

"Oh."

So that's it for Torso Hall?

Out of the blue, that wasn't a big deal.

It's bright red everywhere, so it wasn't nice to my eyes.

You lost your eyesight, this...

Slowly entering the room.

It was when I went about five meters.

Right behind me, the wall crept up.

"Huh!?

"Become...!?

Looking back, the hour is already late.

The entrance is completely blocked.

At the same time, I noticed.

The door of the hips on the other side is also blocked with similar walls.

And.

In front of it.

Particles of light were gathering together to form a beastly figure.

The formidable giant is obviously the lion's it.

But his skin was red as blood, as if it were going to blend into his surroundings.

A slightly longer stretch from the buttocks is the tail of the sasori.

The tip was equipped with a large needle that was clearly perceived to be dangerous.

With all this beast character.

Your face is human.

Even though he grows fangs like a lion, the creation of his face is obviously that of a wrinkled man, like a fifty tangled man.

Sure... did you say Manticore?

Clearly it looks fierce.

Obviously it looks powerful.

There was a monster standing in front of us.

"... but it's a battlefield."

"Except you get hurt, Spring."

There is no junction between killing and deactivation here.

Like my burns, if you get hurt, you bleed, and if you bleed too much, you die.

Not in a cage protected by adults.

Manticore gave off a shrinking roar.

Compared to that flexing, big body, our weapons are terribly tiny.

Then I'll have to turn my head.

That's what we've done on a daily basis in that college.

"Avoidance priority."

"'Look,' right?

I nodded.

At the same time.

Manticore moves.

It was like a rocket spray.

They jump in a straight line as humans open agate full of fangs!

- Fast!

We scattered left and right and dodged.

There was a gap in the manticore that chewed up the void, but it takes a distance without giving out any color air.

Me and Elvis scattered around the left and right, which way to go, Manticore seemed just a little roundabout.

But it's a flash, too, and the giant jumps at me.

I knew it was fast.

The flash force is abnormal.

But it's the second time - my eyes are starting to get used to it.

I escaped into the air.

A general animal without wings can't get his hands on it if he escapes into the sky.

Come on, how do we get out...?

Manticore looks up at me floating in the air and runs straight up.

Beyond that was the wall.

Manticore, Zung!! and leaps with trembling floors.

And I thought I stuck it on the wall, and I kicked that wall again, and it jumped on me in the air.

Light on the fast......!

It's a joke athletic ability!

I tried to defeat my body and put this away.

While doing so, I see Manticore's flesh nearby.

Terrible muscles.

The movement came through just looking.

I'm sure he'll weigh a hell of a lot.

Anyway, if Elvis hangs on, that's probably all I'm gonna die for.

When I thought so, I was half unconsciously stretching out my arms.

Fingertips touch the belly of the manticore.

[Nesting permeable wing] was activated.

I unbuoy and return to the ground, but Manticore floats fluffy on the spot.

Now the motion is sealed.

However,

"It's still 'look'!!

Elvis, who was trying to move, stopped his leg.

Immediately after.

The tail of the manticore sasori moves.

A large needle equipped with a tip was ejected like an arrow.

It's not just one shot.

Two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Continuously, it shoots as if it were a machine gun.

We'll get around this in the backstep.

But Manticore cleverly twisted himself in the air and kept aiming precisely at us fleeing.

No, the lion was a cat family......!

Cats can change their posture by twisting themselves even in the air.

Occasionally, in this way, there are guys who attack me fine even if they let me float.

If you don't have detailed data against your enemies, it was Theory in me who succeeded in floating them but didn't chase them poorly.

The needle stops ejecting.

It looked like it was out of ammo.

"Fifteen seconds!

"As well!"

Fifteen seconds until I run out of ammo.

It doesn't look like I'm counting it wrong.

Free up a little while and the needle starts to release again.

"Eight seconds!

"As well!"

Eight seconds to reload.

Half the time you're shooting, by the way.

Wait fifteen seconds and wait for the bullet to run out.

I poked eight seconds of reload time and I packed my distance from Manticore.

But.

"Back off!!

Seeing Manticore open his mouth, he takes it back immediately.

Shortly afterwards, purple gas was thrown out from the back of his fangs.

Is this... could it be poison gas...!?

I'm not kidding, in this closed space......!

"It's okay!"

Elvis' voice said.

Immediately after, the auspicious wind blows and the poison gas is scattered.

The air flow fluctuations associated with the doubling of atmospheric pressure caused the wind.

I look up at the manticore that remains floating.

Come on, I got a lot to show you.

Do you still have your hand tag?

Or are you out of stories?

If you run out of stories...

"Let's go!

"Let's go!

The voice was worn.

Apparently, he made the same decision.

Count time in your mind while avoiding needle storms.

Thirteen... fourteen... fifteen!

As the needle stopped, me and Elvis ran into Manticore.

Manticore spits poison gas out of his mouth and tries to get rid of us.

But it was disabled by Elvis' airflow manipulation.

There's nothing holding us back.

It was almost irresistible.

Elvis, who preceded him, slashes off the tail of the sasori with his sword.

Screams bounced, pink blood gushing from the base of his tail.

Now I can't skip needles anymore.

Manticore opened his mouth wide.

I'm going to throw up poison gas again.

No matter how much wind you let it blow, there's nothing you can do if this whole room gets filled with poison gas.

So before that.

I punch Manticore's throat hard with an iron stick.

Gohoo, leaking the sound, Manticore shuts his mouth.

If your throat is crushed, it's not easy to throw up gas.

If you can't fly the needle and you can't throw up gas.

A beast without feet on the ground is no different from a slaughterhouse pig.

After that, it was like work.

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When Manticore's body disappears, the wall that was blocking the entrance and exit pulls under the floor.

At the same time.

On both sides of the waist door, six statues appeared so that they could be replaced by walls.

"What...?

"That's a familiar form..."

Indeed.

The shape of the six statues is familiar.

All the time - it was the monsters who fought in this torso hall.

Naga.

Gargoyle.

Slime.

Minotaur.

Manticore.

And the last one looked human.

Even though we are suspicious, we first walk up to the door of our hips.

The doors of the kannon opening were once again inscribed with inscriptions.

"Our blood ties, harder than iron.

Exclude the Intermittent and see you in the rain '

"Another mystery..."

Elvis groans like it's hard.

I looked behind the statue.

There's a big hole.

"Perhaps if this statue were done with the 'Bloodline', I could drop the statue of the 'Midwife' in the hole"

"I don't know if my blood family is coming. It's always a completely different shape. There are even humans."

"It would be a lot dumber if humans were 'muggers'."

It can't be that easy.

I'm sure you can't undo the statue you dropped in the hole once.

If you don't think carefully......

Blood clan, it was the same for me to learn to be hooked on the expression.

This, I guess...

"... that's the color of blood"

"Huh?"

"It's the color of blood. You've always been polite. The colour of your blood was different."

"If you ask me, I do...... What does that have to do with anything?

"I guess. The colour of blood is the key to distinguishing between the" blood clan "and the" intermediate. "

... Well.

Perhaps now we have all the information.

Who the hell is the "Midwife"?