Genocide Online ~Playtime Diary of an Evil Young Girl~

"... hmm, is that a dividing road?"

From a sticky trap to a first-death trap, I discovered multiple bypass roads along a variety of welcoming paths.

In places with high ceilings and a slightly wider hall, there are about three levels of entrances that lie side-by-side on the front slope.

There are twelve options: five for the first stage, four for the second stage, and three for the third stage on the top floor.

Perfect, let's split up here.

Well, it was originally a race to decide which one to attack first.

I've only had one path since I entered this dungeon, so I've been working together irreversibly... if there's a clear separation, I can't help it.

Let's break up with Hannes and compete for a real dungeon.

"I don't know if there's only one way to get it right, or if each one's going on a different route... but I don't want to lose!"

Hannes looks up with one eyebrow raised, with her legs wide open, her arms folded, and her chest turned against her to declare herself bold.

"Please take a look at the results of the battle and then slap me."

It's embarrassing!

Hannes laughs slightly with her hand around her mouth when she sees her provocatively caught by Cochira.

I feel a little lonely, but I will keep this easy to understand and interesting reaction coming back soon.

You've been trying so hard to entertain me on this journey, but from here on out, we're really, really enemies.

So, what's this...? What's this hand?

I thought I'd split up and move on... and Hannes silently brought a fist in front of me.

Bend your mouth into a curved shape and tilt your neck slightly as you wander a little.

"Good luck to each other, Nanica."

"What kind of typical nanica is that?"

I think it's time to cut to the chase... even though it's kind of funny, I'm going to match my fist to Hannes's fist.

Well then...

Ahhh...

The scene of hitting each other's fists and matching each other's sportsmanship praying for good luck spread - Hannes was tied up with threads.

"... ah?"

Hannes, who can hang an ice pillar from the ceiling at the fulcrum while holding a fist in one arm, smiles as he exposes an idiotic face.

"Mr. Hannes, the race has already begun."

……

As I looked at Hannes at the height of my gaze with a mockery's eye, a color of understanding gradually appeared on his face.

With his index finger on his jaw, he kept moving upwards, just one word...

"--It's worse to be alarmed."

"--iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!

After laughing indignantly at Hannes with an unspeakable scream, the hall is filled with paralytic poison and highly poisonous gas and rushes through to the proper passage.

In response to Hannes' angry chat email, I will only copy and reply to Maria's "hard to hear" action.

"... baaah"

For the last time, I did a copy of Hannes and replied "baaah"... and no reply was received from Hannes after that.

- Who's stupid?!

Instead, the corner of my mouth rose unexpectedly as only the screams echoing through the dungeon came into my ear.

He is truly responsive and interesting.

"... I'm a beginner of the dungeon, so this is handsome."

Well, even if you're not a beginner, you usually interfere.

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