Instant Death

It was as if it embodied the intention to kill.

I guess the blade that grows all over your body is only prepared for killing.

Hanakawa was disastrously beautiful and could no longer take his eyes off it. There's nothing I can do where I keep staring, but if I take my eyes off, I'll be snapped at the moment. It was driven by such obsessive attitudes.

"I don't care how you look at it, it's murder. Isn't it? I don't know what to do with that! There's a wise man here! I don't care about this level of raw... there is no Master Aoi here!?"

Hanakawa, who was staring at the anomaly, but noticed that he couldn't see Aoi.

"Why was that aimed at the dragon? It creates a nice atmosphere, but the target could have been me or the pig."

"'Cause why behind the awkward! Or did you just call me a pig naturally?!?"

"Think it's great to hide because of the large surface area"

"That's it, isn't it? That's a politically correct fat rephrase, isn't it? Horizontally challenging!

Aoi was hiding behind Hanakawa.

But if you're going to use it as a shield, it won't be worth it. Because that bucket should be chopped and ripped like a piece of paper if it's about Hanakawa.

"That, at first sight, would be on your face, wouldn't it? I was wondering if there was any point in keeping it out of sight."

"You don't mean what you want! It's sensory, so I know everything around me. He's a good guy!

That was a distortion, but a person's form was the basis. I guess that's the eye because there are two red light points on the head. It may be decorative, but it also had ears and nosy things.

The presence of the mouth is unclear, but I can see something like a line blurry. It wasn't surprising that it suddenly opened wide.

"Even if you grasp it. I don't think he's going to kill us right now. It would be easy to destroy us all if that were to bother you."

If you look at the foot of it, there are some signs of straining the ground. Probably, but it landed while jumping over a cliff and killing a dragon. The motion was just unstoppable, and neither Hanakawa nor Aoi could capture it.

"Can't you do something about it!? Well, what about Aoi-sama's abilities? Look, like I made it into a dragon, I just need to tell you there's no way there's such a robot!

"Even if they say so. There's nothing I can do about it if I think about it."

"You can't use the guide!? Its ability!

"Yeah, it's pretty user-friendly,"

"And is it okay that you stay still anyway?

If you move, you're more likely to get noticed. Hanakawa thought, as an excuse, that it was best to maintain the status quo now.

"Right. I don't know, you look confused."

"Yes... is it? Well, if you say so, it doesn't look that way either..."

That just leaned forward a little bit and stood up bloody.

The figure also appears to be silent and reticent that he is not sure why he killed the dragon.

"But how long should I stay still?

"Until he goes somewhere, huh?

Anyway, I just have to keep seeing how it goes.

Yes, Hanakawa decided to be ready, but it immediately showed movement.

It was a quiet, unparalleled move by the horror.

I only walked a few steps, and Hanakawa should have actually seen it, but still wasn't sure when it moved.

I guess that was still the purpose of the dragon. If I noticed, I stood by my flying head, chopped a thousand pieces.

And he stabbed his hand to the top of his head. The bladed hand entered deep without any resistance.

"What is he doing!

"The dragon is obviously dead, and it doesn't mean he's putting a stop to it. Feel like I saw it, trying to get information from your brain?

"I will! There are about two of us with brains here, too!

In fact, Hanakawa and the others don't know what the act means.

But Hanakawa was convinced of his death when the anomaly pulled his hand out of the dragon's head and turned its red eyes.

"Tits! If you're going to die anyway, why don't you have boobs! I'm not really interested in my daughter! If this happens, you can do whatever you want!

"Oh, no."

"Oh, oh, is that DOGEZA for now? The sincerity of the Japanese is global or something!?"

The confused Hanakawa immediately knelt down and rubbed his head to the ground.

But there is also a limit to continuing to divert attention from the fears there.

Hanakawa quickly became unbearable, waking up to see how he was doing properly.

That was gone.

"Huh?"

"There she is."

"Why? Like a promising pattern of where you might have been caught off guard from behind!

Hanakawa checked his back, looked up at the sky and glanced under the cliff. There was no abnormal appearance anywhere.

"Thanks...... does that mean?

"For now. Well, in fate's terms, I didn't think we'd die here."

"I mean, Master Aoi was freaking out too!?"

I don't know if he just didn't want to admit it or if he really kept his mind normal, but Aoi ignored Hanakawa's point and pointed to the other side of the sky.

"Just now, for a moment, I saw a giant tower over here."

"Nothing seems to be happening?

In the sky at dawn, there were only thin clouds.

"It was really a moment. But that bucket thing seemed to be headed that way in that moment. Why don't we just go that way?

"Are you insane! He said he saved the corner!

"He was about to flag something because of the dragon, but he broke it, so that's the only clue I have left."

"Oh no! Give it back to us!

Grab Hanakawa's collar with Aoi crouching.

The power was stronger than I thought, and Hanakawa was dragged off as he drifted irresistibly.

"This... you're totally playing, aren't you?

"Hey, there you are."

End of the aisle.

There was a metal box in front of Chichika and the night fog. It's about the size of a hug and the lid is in the shape of a semi-cylinder. It was a so-called chest.

We both play games, so if we put this box in front of us, expectations will increase even if we don't, but there was only one gold coin in it.

"I wonder if I'm setting this up every time I try..."

"If it's true, I guess the key or something will be in this."

This was the fiftieth floor of the tower.

The rooftop is on the hundredth floor, where the ninety-ninth floor fought Teresa. Ninety-eight floors down the ground floor from there is where they were staying in the safety zone, a hierarchy further down from there.

There was no safety zone after the ninety-eighth floor, so naturally someone could have attacked me, but the two were lazy.

"... nothing, I'm not going to have Kensei's shoulder, and I'm in a trial I don't want to take. Just a little bit, is it really just a little bit because I feel sorry for you?

Originally, I guess I never saw a crate until this far down the hierarchy.

On the way there were locked rooms, trapped passageways and rigged doors like mountains.

To get here, you had to look around the tower for the items you needed and tips to solve the mystery.

But the night fog went on killing them all.

Fortunately, the correct route itself was simple. Thanks to this, we were able to get here just by pushing it almost straight.

"You want to explore?

"No, I don't want anything else, but I'm concerned that if it's a game, how about this... Oh, forget it! Let's keep up the good work!

"How's it going?

The voice was heard from the exit side of the trail, where Zhiqia turned around.

A man walks slowly down the narrow aisle.

He was a man in the skin of a beast, seemingly also visible to the beast man.

I guess it's a fighting style that mimics the beast exactly how it looks. The hand is covered with a giant calf claw, which is directed toward the night mists.

"You even have a master key, give it to me. If you're a woman..."

"Die."

The man fell at the front and stopped moving.

"This guy definitely doesn't have an atmosphere of Kensei either!

"Fighting. You're a pretty amazing guy to sell."

It's a more relentless night fog than usual, but I guess Chichika's opinion on making it as much. At first it seemed to be handled after seeing how things were going.

"I guess the Holy of Kensei is one hell of a thing. These people don't feel like Holly."

Chichika's eyes became as far away as she could see.

All that had hit me so far was a bunch of chicken-dressed pussies. I don't know what Kensei does, but I wonder in case these guys become Kensei.

"Back in the day, you heard that a guy who was a little crazy was also treated as a saint. And you have a map, this guy. I may have taken it from people because it's so bloody dirty."

I was sitting by the man whose fog fell at night and fishing for his nostrils.

I guess there was nothing but a bunch of paper. The night mist that took it rises and returns to the way it came. Chichika followed.

Through the narrow passage and out to the crossroads. I guess the narrow and inconspicuous path is still not the right route. Basically, it seemed like we should make way for a wide corridor.

On the side where the road in front of me first came, a wide road continues on the left. So Chichika tried to get there, but then something fell.

He was a man in a blue outfit.

"You're a ninja, this! Why is he always trying to be a sword saint!?"

"Well, a ninja dressed like this would be fashion."

"I didn't see him, but it looks like he was sticking to the ceiling"

There are scattered pointed little sticks ahead around the man. Chichika had a recognisable weapon, a stick-handed backsword.

"Why are you attacking me?" We're just going down the tower, right? We need to fight. Where are you?

If this ninja was just hiding, the night fog would never recognize its existence. He was murdered because he was willing to.

"Maybe an item of key or something presupposes a takeover. I feel like I've seen the map and the more I go downstairs, the narrower I can act. There will be fewer crates, and more chances for candidates to meet each other. I guess that means I designed it."

"This. Come on. What do you mean you should go down early? You didn't say that, did you?

"Sure, you only said come down because you're waiting upstairs."

But I guess the goal for now is going to go down as soon as possible, beyond not knowing how to evaluate it.

The two walked down a large aisle.

After a while there was a big door. Looks locked, but the fog opens the door lightly at night. Inside it was a large room, and across the street there was another door. From experience so far, there should have been a staircase leading to the next floor.

"That's half clear. We're going pretty well, aren't we?

"It's going too far, isn't it? I don't think it's a good idea."

"To?"

Chichika was confused by the sudden sound of her voice as she tried to head to the next door.

"Which gushed out!?"

The man stood at the center of the room.

He's a good man wearing a gold circle and a gold robe.

Its neck is multiplied with a necklace with jewels, and all fingers are fitted with flashy rings.

He was the man who made me think it was going to cost me money at a glance.

"You're the producer of this tower. It can appear anywhere."

"That's a lot worse!

Chichika rebelled against too much rhetoric.

"Well, I'm in as a Kensei candidate, and you're right if you tell me it's off. But I can't miss what you do. Totally...... do you know what it's like to be a producer to be bared through a bunch of the mysteries (riddles) that I thought about with a twist of my head?

The man let him mourn in an exaggerated gesture. It also appears to be an excessive reaction, but a surprisingly firm attitude when combined with its identity.

"We're not going to be sword saints. I just want to leave the tower for now, but still no?

"If you haven't woken up in a thousand years, you'll have a souvenir with a corner like this. There's no way you can forgive me, is there? I don't know what kind of tease this is, but I'm here right now."

"Die."

The man collapsed really lightly on the spot.

"No, no, no, wait a minute!? He seemed like some kind of important person!?"

"I don't know. This one just did it before they did it."

Doesn't it bother you as if you're the man or something, the night fog just goes to the exit-like door.

I didn't mean to, but I can't even complain about not being too sloppy before I said I was ready. Chichika quickly changed her mind and rushed over to the fog at night.