Isekai Taneuma

The assault went on forever after that. Feng is completely unconscious and doesn't know how long it lasted. I don't think an excited child with no thoughts would know what to add or subtract, and perhaps he would have been dead if nothing had happened and the assault had continued.

It didn't die because of the bones on their feet, for example. Feng lost consciousness while being assaulted and was unable to resist from there. His body was literally sandbagged because the defensive reaction that the organism would have done would have been useless. One of the riders kicked in and broke Feng's bones, and at the same time he broke his leg.

They started laughing when they saw their pain buddies, but when they realized it was an unusual way of hurting, they got scared. The man with broken legs asks me to call an ambulance while crying. But if they call an ambulance, they'll know what they did. That reminded me of the police, and the heat suddenly cooled.

They excused themselves from each other and fled the scene in the name of rescuing the broken man. Those who really needed help were, of course, left alone. On the contrary, there were no people approaching the square in the unpopular back alley, but I didn't even forget to hide the phoenix's body in the bushes so as to be slightly late for discovery.

After a few hours, Feng will wake up in a hazy consciousness.

If I'd been left alone, it wouldn't have been strange if I'd been dead. I was saved because I was very lucky again. It happened that a person walked his dog in the neighborhood in the middle of the night, and he accidentally forgot a scoop to clean up his dog's shit, which was why he happened to come into the alley where Feng was lying.

The dark alley had poor vision and I didn't notice it at first. However, when I looked closely at the dog because it looked strange, the feng fell there. The man who thought it was a corpse jumped up and immediately called the police. Thanks to this, he was transported to an ambulance and immediately underwent emergency surgery.

He woke up when he was confused by anesthesia. The incredibly dazzling operating table light illuminated him, and under the signs of a crowd moving around, he was anesthetized and still hurting Zukinzuki and everywhere in his body.

The nurse who noticed that he had woken up was screaming something in his ear. I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't remember what you replied to. However, he felt reassured by speaking out of his own volition and being aware of the presence of others there. Afterwards, he suddenly fell asleep and let go again.

The next time I woke up, it was on the hospital bed. I wasn't tied up, but my body didn't move at all. Either way, it would be painfully painful to move, so even if I could move, I wouldn't have moved. At the very least, she was blurred while breathing, and the doctor came into the hospital room and talked to her father's lawyer and examined Feng's condition mechanically.

After about a week, the police came. Feng was still on the bed, but the pain was relieved a lot and he was able to talk normally. That's why I'm here for an interview. They asked Feng why he had fallen there. That's why Feng said he was attacked by a group of strangers when he was walking around.

That was an unexpected answer for the police. They checked the facts with Feng many times and concluded that they were still confused by the pain, and then left. Then, when I came back for a while, instead of asking about it from afar, I made the whole school's army flirt openly.

Nonetheless, Feng did not bend his first claim. The confused police decided that he feared revenge from his predecessors and asked him to protect him from it. If Feng helps me, I will definitely catch them and show them. However, Feng did not change his testimony even if he said so.

Then, instead, another policeman came one after another, threatening and forgiving them, and suddenly they managed to get the testimony they were asking for. Still, he didn't disagree, and eventually the police gave up if the victim didn't want it, and the case was cleared.

It would have been a slumber for the perpetrators' seniors.

About a month after the incident, Feng returned to school. Still struggling to do anything by himself with his crutches, he came to school immediately after his discharge without rest. The classmates who somehow knew the story of the incident stayed away from him, and the seniors also didn't know what he was thinking, so they just looked anxious and didn't come close. Of course, the faculty did nothing.

However, over time, one person who was gradually in a hurry gave Feng a little tease. He seemed to be deliberately climbing onto Feng, poking, disgusting, and exploring what kind of reaction he would get back. Feng behaved as lovingly as he could against such an opponent. I particularly appealed to him that he was not angry.

Then, other seniors who wanted to feel more at ease approached. I began to treat Feng like a child, intimidating, passing, as if he wasn't really harmful to himself or trying. Even if he did such a thing, he didn't have a nasty face, and the opponent who intimidated him went out badly, waved his tail, and finally hid his crutches. Senpai just laughed and said, "Please stop," and he never tried to defy them.

The classmates looked at him with strange eyes mixed with anger. On the contrary, seniors began to favor Feng. Eventually, instead of Emilia, he started dating the school army, and the seniors were so cute about him that the school seemed to have regained peace.

And when they recognized Feng as a true companion, they began to teach me anything interesting afterwards.

Address of each house, telephone number, family structure, availability of lessons, girl of choice, etc....

Some seniors thanked Feng for his help, and those who were driven by guilt repented. Feng smiled and forgave the seniors, and Feng became one of their group that had to be present.

Time passed, and after the middle of the third semester, the third graders stopped coming to school except for the school day. Feng was summoned to such a quiet third-grade classroom and received Valentine's chocolate from her senior. After appropriately hammering the woman who ran off with something strange and watching her leave satisfactorily, he threw the Valentine's chocolate he had received into the dumpster there.

The red sunset is plugging into a dusty classroom. Good luck taking the exam, everyone is being beaten up by a blackboard at the back of the classroom with a thin word about happiness. Someone's sportswear is left unattended and mold is growing. The wax on the linoleum floor is half peeled off and wrinkled like an annual ring. An ant is getting lost from somewhere and trying to climb on Feng's top. He picked it up and threw it on the floor, crushing it and rubbing it deliberately to scatter the dirt.

It's about time.

They have finished their exams, and then they just have to graduate.

It seems that the period of free schooling is set to focus on studying at home, but there is no one who protects such things. They gathered at their friends' houses from morning to evening, playing dumb.

I can't even see the teacher. Parents leave such children at home and go out to work as part of the company. Even though I didn't know they were targeting my kid, it's a bit of a drag. All we need to be aware of about the raid is their network of friends. It was already in his hands.

Feng has been sharpening his teeth for about six months now.

When senpai was beaten up in that alley. When I found out I had been betrayed by a trusted senpai. He turned into a demon of vengeance. When he woke up in the hospital and the doctor was desperately trying to save his life, he kept desperately thinking about how to kill those scum.

The police were in the way. If they intervene and they're put in a diversion center, we'll miss our chance for revenge. Police, schools, probation officers... more observation makes it harder to act. We need them to be free as much as possible.

However, the opponent is a large group, and this is a junior student who is physically inferior. If we raid normally, we won't succeed first. That's why I had to jump into their pockets and make a gap. To do this, I lowered my head to the nasty guy, laughed with love, and used an unexpected pussy. Throwing away pride, paying bribes and sometimes whispering sweet words to women. It was a humiliating day.

But when I think about it today, it wasn't pain or anything. It was easy to get information from people who favored Feng every day.

Fifteen of them went to the sea. Among them, we targeted five men who were particularly bad for us. With regard to women, the scandals that have been collected so far can be scattered online with their real names. In addition to that, men have to suffer physical pain.

Fortunately, the worse they are, the more they act in groups. You can't do anything by yourself, and as soon as you get a crowd, you get stronger and worse. My head is bad, that's why I'm obsessed with my muscle strength abnormally, but I don't play sports, so I don't have any unexpected physical strength.

The first target was the three leading members of the army. These guys are always tight and seldom alone. But that's why I could ask for as much discretion as I could if I went inside.

Some of the members had parents who worked together and didn't come home until late at night, and there was always a house where they were hanging out. On that day, the three of them gathered in the hangout to play without other love.

Feng had been allowed to enter the town for the past six months, so he skipped school and came to see them in Asia that day. And when the time passed, and someone said that he was hungry, and started the junket, he just said that he couldn't miss this time and that he was going to buy it. Instead, they responded without any particular suspicion, asking one of them to follow me. They trusted Feng so much that they wouldn't be suspicious that they could shop alone.

So the decision was very easy.

Feng left the house with the first victim, and immediately after leaving the house, he sent a long staircase like a shrine to the senpai first, gaining enough momentum before kicking his back. Totally surprised, he rolled down the stairs in a funny way and soon bled to the ground.

I don't know if he's alive or not. But if you don't move, you can stay dead. Somehow, there are still other guys out there who have to do it.

Feng looked down on the man like that, and the neighbor who found it screamed. When I fell down the stairs, there was a lot of noise, so I guess I jumped out in surprise. It was strangely calm. The heart holds its normal heart rate. Feng heard the voice and ran to the front door saying that it was difficult to get back to the house. Senpai who went with me fell down the stairs. Call an ambulance.

He instructed the landlord to do so and succeeded in getting the other one out while he was on the phone. He hasn't swallowed up the situation and started walking in front of Feng, telling him to take him to the scene anyway.

Isn't he stupid? Feng sneaked up behind the man with his back pointing toward him and penetrated his flank with a knife he had prepared in advance.

A man bends over and collapses in a sudden blunt pain. He looked at the knife stuck to his side and opened his eyes. Feng shook a cold gaze at him and turned his wrists back to push open the wound, kicking the man's body and pulling out the knife.

A man screamed on the ground, screaming something he didn't think belonged to the world. Unable to stand the pain, he is kicking the ground with his bangs and feet.

Feng looked at it and thought it looked like an unloaded tuna, wiped the blood of the knife flat and immediately took it back to the room. Perhaps the scream had reached the other ear. We must act quickly before he finds us.

Feng jumped into the room, holding a phone receiver, looking anxiously at the man staring at us, showing his bloodstained hands and saying, "Ambulance is still here, hurry!" he said in a strong tone.

Regardless of what I thought, it was an abnormal behavior, but Senpai was not suspicious because it was too abnormal. Surprised by the sword curtain, he decided it wasn't nothing, turned his back to Feng and began talking to the operator on the other side of the receiver. Feng did not miss the gap and pulled out the metal bat placed in the front umbrella stand, and this time he shook it down to the man who was obsessed with the phone.

Gosh!!, a dull sound echoed and the man on the phone threw out all the air in his lungs and fell into the spot. I hear a pressing voice coming from the other side of the phone. Ignoring it, Feng approached the fallen man and shook the metal bat down again at his head, which was trembling in dismay.

Whoa, whoa! Gosh!... a dull sound echoes through the room. The metal bat was mercilessly shaken down on his wrist, which he raised his arm to defend himself aggressively. In front of a bat swinging down with the intention of killing, the poor wrist had no choice but to bend and turn in a strange direction.

Still, every time the bat was stubbornly shaken down, the pathetic scream of the man and the call for help echoed through the room. If Feng persists in targeting his head, the man has to offer his arm in a defensive reaction. You want me to kill you already, but you still have the instinct to survive.

Eventually the unbearable man fainted by blowing bubbles. The reaction was dramatic and Feng unexpectedly saw it twice. However, when I wondered if a person who lost consciousness had such an idiotic face, I remembered what I had been hit once and got upset. When he shot it on his phone, he streamed the footage to the social media they were using for communication.

The receiver still heard the operator's impatient voice. Is this a home phone, like a detective drama, so we can find out where we are with reverse detection? I don't know, but it's an IP phone, so maybe not right away. In that judgment, Feng left the room without playing with the phone in particular.

Then there were people outside. They must have found a man stabbed with a knife and gathered the neighbors. Feng walked gently through the room and left with a smiling greeting. The wild horses would have thought such a strange thing about him, but they still didn't know he was the killer.

My phone trembled and a message came to my social media. The video you just read has been read and the member who saw it contacted me. This is our next target.

Feng answered the phone with a choked voice as much as he could, and turned to the anxious opponent about what had happened, without telling him whether or not "the people next to the middle school attacked, they were all being targeted".

As long as it was ridiculous from a normal living person, the one who remembered was upset. Because they were a good group, and when they attacked students from other schools who seemed weak, they were doing things like catfish.

Feng is dangerous to be alone, so now we're all gathered to fight back. You told me to come over right away, and I called you to a less popular place where people rarely come through.

I don't know what's going to happen, and that guy's here about this. Despite the fact that Feng was the only place where everyone said they were gathered, instead of being anxious, he rushed to find his acquaintance's face and feel relieved.

Feng shot a taser gun at such a cute senpai as a puppy, and shocked the opponent's Achilles tendon, swinging it down. Still unable to understand what happened, he cries out in agony. Feng looked down at such an opponent and threw up the swallow, knocking unilaterally on an opponent who could not stand up in front of a video camera that had been prepared in advance.

I photographed the person desperately begging with a metal bat, hurting him to the point where he might not die and possibly have sequelae. It was hard work, but I felt no wonder and no tiredness. It was very rewarding.

Leaving the person crying and begging for forgiveness without showing a shard of sympathy... Feng uploaded the video to the group chat while they started to wonder what was going on... and named it to the last person.

Now it's your turn.

Leaving the fourth victim unattended, Feng moved away from the scene to the nearby parking lot. When he got into the car he had there, he turned the key and set off as usual. There were many cars in his house. I never borrowed one of them. He knew that there would be no problem with AT cars if he had the experience of driving and running a simulator like Gassen.

Senpai, who asked me to introduce Emilia, was a childhood friend of Feng. I've been seeing him since I was a kid and taking care of him with few friends. Feng liked Emilia, but he trusted him enough to think he could take her.

So, of course, I knew everything about him. The address, the phone number, the family structure, the fact that my parents are now alone, the space in the house, the main water and gas outlets, and the electricity distribution boards outside the house.

He must taste his greatest fear. That's why I sent the video that attacked the others on purpose. Probably by now, when you're freaking out and asking the police for protection. But I don't have a family, I'm alone. I'm afraid to go outside. He must be hiding in the house.

That's why I turned off the electricity first. It was already dark outside, and nothing was supposed to be visible in the closed house. Sure enough, the curtains were shaking, and I soon realized that Senpai was watching the outside. Feng turned the rotating light used at the construction site in the car, and the siren of the police car recorded on the video site rang.

Senpai soon jumped out of the house. With a smiling look like a traveler who found Oasis in the desert. Feng cut the handle at him and stepped on the accelerator with all his might.

The hybrid car's motor started suddenly with little noise. Senpai stood like an idiot until the end without thinking that he would be pulled by a police car who came to help me. Soon, Feng's car will burst! He swayed and flew as funny as a stick senpai.

It was like watching a movie stunt. Senpai blew up drawing a beautiful trajectory. As he landed from his back, he slipped over the asphalt, making a loud noise, and finally rolled over and stopped and stopped moving.

After seeing it, Feng gently stepped out of the car and became a horseback rider on top of his seniors who were rolling on the ground. Hyuhhh, he screamed pitifully, unable to breathe, unable to move, and begged for help. It was a truly, truly shameful, heartless sight.

Feng was strange and funny. He smiled and pulled the knife out of the holder, pointing the notch at his throat, which was scary.

"Hey, senpai? Do you have any idea how this happened to you?

Scared senpai shook his head with tears. Feng looked at it and laughed loudly again.

"I don't know."

He shook up the knife.

But... he couldn't shake the knife down.

Of course, Feng came here today with the intention of killing. For this reason, I have endured the humiliation for the past six months. I could always leave them in the hands of the police if I wanted to. I'm sure it was easier that way. But he didn't do it, and he kept killing his heart for the day.

I avenged four of my people. All we have to do is kill him. And yet...!

Feng couldn't wave his hand down.

Why has his body suddenly stopped moving?

It's really... it's really... it's like a cartoon, but he saw it then. In Senpai's eyes, filled with tears and sparkling... I saw my face clearly as if it were a lie.

Eyes catch up and nose twitches and swells. I couldn't stand the smile, and the edge of my mouth was strangely distorted. The expression immersed in superiority expressed the joy of winning over this guy in my entire face.

Such a lowly expression as he eloquently says that I am better as a “male”. There was a lewd face like a disgusting wildlife that said that only physical toughness, appealing to women, and values rooted in lust were all there.

As soon as he saw it, he suddenly couldn't move as if he had woken up from a dream.

Your head is as cool as ever, but you can't keep up with it. Whether you put your strength or recoil, your raised arm won't come down. As if I was doing a pantomime, I grabbed my right wrist with a knife with my left hand and pulled it tight, but my arm didn't move.

Senpai's face, lying on the ground and looking up at Feng, said, "Why? as if they were saying,

I don't know why....

As soon as he saw it, he wondered if it wasn't senpai who was rolling there, but really himself.....

I remember that feeling.

The murder is over. Shortly afterwards, the police that Senpai had called rushed, and Feng quickly became a rope.

The rushing policeman directed him to abandon the knife, which was stuck in his grip, but he stunned and didn't move. A few strangers surrounded him and tried to take the knife, but his fingers ate deeply into the pattern of the knife, as if they had been hardened with steel, so much so that the adult would not peel off unless his face turned bright red and opened.

I was so ready, why couldn't I do it myself...?

Guided by the police station, he was taken to the interrogation room. Since he had no experience of entering either, he thought it was like a confessional chamber, although there should be no comparison. Just beside the detectives' packed office, there was a partition like a prefabricated cabin, and the door was open due to visibility and privacy, so it was almost the same as standing in the hallway.

Feng was questioned in that way. But the police were sympathetic. From what you hear, it seems that all of the men he attacked had their lives at stake, and that must have been taken into account. On the other hand, he was somehow relieved to hear it, I'm afraid.

And it would have been great if the police had known from the beginning what motivated him to attack them. Last year, when he was attacked by an unusual man, the police were scrutinizing the bad group he had previously marked. Somehow the victim prevented me from doing everything I could in one more step, and they had a frustrating feeling.

Therefore, the investigator even said that he thought Feng had done a good job before saying that he shouldn't really say such a thing. If you're raped, you should think about doing the same thing. But most people end up delusional without being able to do it. He said that he would respect Feng even if he didn't.

Feng heard such words with a feeling of biting the sand. For the first time at this time, he knew what had happened to his childhood friend. I was probably acting thinking so, but this was the first time I was told it was clear from someone else's mouth.

I was so shocked that I couldn't catch up with my emotions. But the mind was honest, and seemed to know exactly what to do at this time.

He shed tears without expression. Your head is cool and you haven't thought about anything, but for some reason, tears are overflowing without stopping. Whether you try to stop it or not, it comes out from behind.

The interrogator looked at it and left the room silently. After leaving him behind, he put his weight on the back of the chair and waited for his body's reaction to subside without listening.

Outside the room, as usual, he jumped into his ear from the open door, and soon he heard his father's legal counsel come and start negotiating with the victim's family. Apparently, they're meeting with the police and the victim's family in a separate room just next door. As far as I had heard, I didn't intend to sue Feng, and it seemed that everything could be solved with money.

Feng thought vaguely about it.

If you had killed senpai at that time....

If I was stabbing someone else at that time...

What was going on by now?

The response of the rushing policeman, the sympathy of the interrogator just now, and the talks just next door... everything was overturned and he couldn't help it. Hate washes away tears. Even though I was going crazy just now, it has settled down a lot now. That's why he told himself it was good. Until he comes.

At that time, Feng's father came to the police station.

He made frustrating footsteps and headed to the interrogation room where Feng was. When he came to the interrogation room to sound out the calm and forgiving policeman's voice, he did not show his dusty ass to the protest of the victim's family, who had been discussing it nearby.

"Shut up!!!!

He drank and stared at the victim's family and legal counsel, entering the interrogation room where Feng was. And as he came in, he suddenly shook his fist.

Baki!

... I hit Feng's face as hard as I could with a sound. Feng's body is blown away by a complete surprise and attack with a full weight. The desk, which was bolted, rattled and the pipe chair fell down with a loud noise.

Father fell to the ground and tried to wave his fist down, but it was stopped by the policemen surrounding him. He shouted to throw up at the fallen Phoenix, twisting his body wherever he tried to shake the tightening policeman.

"Why did you end up there!!

In the shape of a bright red dyed demon, its eyes are filled with tears of remorse.

"Why didn't you kill him!!

A bunch of four or five policemen decided they couldn't do it alone to seize the brawling father as if he were crazy. Unstoppable, he was dragged out of the interrogation room.

When I fell out of the chair, I wonder if it hit the corner of the desk, or if it was dripping with blood from Feng's forehead. The female policeman rushed over and blocked his head with a handkerchief. I didn't feel any wonder or pain. In other words, it felt like my body was fluffy and it was as if there were no feet on the ground.

Above all, the words "I'm disappointed in you", as his distant father kept shouting madly, broke his heart. Since then, the words have stuck behind his head like a curse, a trauma that will never be forgotten.