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

Me and Elvis go down a dark road through the gates of the Head Hall, Torso Hall and Leg Hall.

Then, at some point, the hallway had turned into a familiar interior.

Not to the dungeon, but to that of the sleeping quarters I saw during the day.

We lurk our breaths and keep our footsteps down.

The interior of the collection room where we were placed remained unchanged before and after the dungeonization.

Maybe the place where people are is becoming the same.

More than ever, great care needed to be taken….

One... two... three.

Through the lights of the wall-mounted candlestick, many times.

Four... five... six.

The number of faint sounding footsteps was confirmed over and over again.

Me and Elvis, two minutes.

Seven... eight... nine.

When the number of candlesticks tried to count ten, the door was seen.

The office.

We nodded and approached the door as we guarded our surroundings.

Is the key... on?

"(What do we do?

"(Same as in the collection room. Let's go through the wall)"

Roger that.

I took off the brick on the wall and first looked inside.

There are no lights.

It didn't look like anyone was there.

I removed the bricks and made a hole next to the door.

We'll both get through it, and then we'll get it back on track.

Looks like you could do a secret room murder for as much as you want with me.

"(Let's find the paperwork)"

"(Oh. That's that shelf)"

We started fishing for the shelves we kept our eyes on during the day.

The main thing to look for is accounting documents.

There must be evidence to back up human trafficking somewhere.

"(You just bought us... I think it's right in front of me)"

"(How about this?

"(Show me)"

I'll leave Elvis to decide if it's valid as evidence.

Elvis went through the paperwork that I would give him one after the other, "King's Eye."

I wonder how dark "Wang Eye" can read the letters.

"(-)"

Elvis reacted when I gave him some paperwork.

"(... this is it. Look nearby. There must still be relevant documentation)"

In no time, I found a total of three documents.

Elvis looks at them and nods.

"(Enough is enough. This will make you snort at the history of the royalists)"

"(Okay. Let's just stray then)"

I thought it was something I couldn't get out of the window, but outside the window it was filled with a flabby darkness that I couldn't even see the starlight.

I can't even open the window.

"(... do I have to go back to that dungeon)"

"(I've already solved the trick. It shouldn't be that hard)"

Let's think about that.

Removed the brick on the wall again and went out into the hallway.

Moments, discomfort stops my legs.

"Hey......"

"Mr. Jack... have you noticed?

I nodded.

"Here...... not the hallway just now (...)"

How the carpet is stiffened.

Number of wall mounted candlesticks.

That's such a subtle difference.

But all of that was telling me that this wasn't the hallway I had just passed.

"What's going on..."

While I'm confused, I just have to move on.

There is only one way.

Proceed through a hallway illuminated neglected by candlesticks.

Eventually, I went out into a big room.

That's crazy.

A room like this should have had to go to the Torso Hall...

- Did you insult him?

Suddenly, I heard voices.

Not my voice, not Elvis's.

Adult, man's.

The voice sounded familiar.

I was beside Lavinia, half masked...

"If you're dealing with a kid, I thought it was just the right level to solve the mystery. They made it a little too easy."

From the darkness ahead, to seep out.

One man shows up.

I covered the right half of my face with a mask, about thirty men.

The oddity was in the sleeping quarters this evening and it looked rather natural.

"... did you understand? About us."

"To the extent you misled your face, then you can't erase the signs of a trained spiritualist. You guys are college kids, aren't you? I don't know what it's all about - more than just being relative on the battlefield like this. No students, no professionals, no high or low grades. That's how much I'm supposed to learn at that college."

We set ourselves up and went into battle.

... I'm not the one who can do it.

The sense of smell towards the mighty enemies who worked out in the rank battle was responding brilliantly.

"Nice setup. This is another step, maybe we can make it more difficult."

Only half the lips hidden in the mask hang happily.

"My dungeons are always made to be offensive to challengers. That's reciprocity. It's fair. God pushes the trials forward with his gaze from above. Then he can be challenged, received and stood, because he is a reciprocal opponent, so far on a scale."

Is that Routine?

Dare to limit your abilities to increase the power of your technique...

"Well - kids. Can you guys clear this dungeon?

A half masked man melted into darkness.

Shortly afterwards, my feet shake.

What the fuck?

Earthquake?

No, I immediately realized.

Because...

The floor.

Rapidly.

Because I leaned back.

"Become...!?

"Ugh......!?

We floated into space before slipping far behind us.

I lost my weight, and Elvis built a high-pressure scaffold.

Still, the inclination doesn't stop.

The floor eventually became a wall.

It's as if the entire mansion has risen vertically...

It's like a giant who was asleep, getting up.

The name of this mansion is Bedroom Hall.

A lying human hall.

Well, then...

Sometimes, do you mean to get up?

"Mr. Jack......! Down there! Something's coming!!

With Elvis' warning, I looked directly under.

There is a deep darkness in Nara.

From behind.

From the bottom of it.

Something - something huge, coming.

Here we go, here we go.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go.

It makes a ton of things like octopus feet stick up against the wall and crawl up.

At first glance, it also looked like a pom pom used by cheerleaders for backup.

But it's not that cute.

Towards us, coming up a straight line from the bottom of the darkness. It's...

- It was a super huge, collection of tentacles.

"- Come on, let's get started, kids. Have a nice, fun boss fight."