Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

Seeing the cat's tragic appearance, Hiroka immediately tried to rush over to help her own best friend.

"Ooh. Look around before you come over here."

But at the same time a man says that, something hits Hiroka from around him.

"... all!?

It was the girls students who were hiding in the music room with Hiroka and the others who attacked me.

If you look closely, everyone has their uniforms stained with blood and horns growing on their foreheads.

"Don't resist. Stay quiet. That way, you and your cats and friends will adore you..."

nimbly, a man says with a laugh.

"Huh!"

Ignoring such a man's words, Hiroka moves.

Exactly for a moment.

Shortly after blinking, Hiroka slaps a horn on the dead ghosts of the female students who were surrounding her.

"... oh"

The man looked at the look with admiration.

"You...... I won't forgive you. You're the one who killed everyone, aren't you? Do something bad to the cat. I will never forgive you."

On Hiroka's ear, the bell rings.

In Hiroka's body, the power boils.

Everyone who was killed seems to be blessing.

Looks like I'm rooting for you.

Kill the man in front of you.

Hiroka approaches the man step by step with everyone's wishes.

Hiroka's justice overflows from all over her body.

"No, you killed those kids, not me."

Seeing Hiroka approaching like that, the man tells him as if he was frightened.

Saying, the man stands up poking a shining jerk in the gold he took out of somewhere.

Man's, on the right.

Head down.

In other words, I pierced the cat's torso.

"Huh...?

"Come on... that doesn't ring, does it?... Shit, instant death. Oh, I did it. Even though she has the cutest voice when she dies. Ha, that's a bad habit. Mine. You're a pain in the heart. This spear is too aggressive. Don't be too easy. If you fuck with the feel of a normal blade, you die too easily. I have to change it. Me, reflection."

The man, truly sorry to say, pulled a golden jerk out of the cat's body.

One by one, the blood comes out of the hole that was made when I pulled it out.

Seeing that, Hiroka thought.

Really, he said he was dead.

Only about three days, but Hiroka has seen a lot of death since the world changed.

So, I get it.

The cat is dead.

There's a hole in his chest, blood coming out of it, he's dead.

Who killed him?

Such things are decided.

"Uhhhhhh!!

Hiroka screams and rushes out to the man who killed her own dear friend.

"Oh, quick... but behind you"

Something pierces Hiroka's neck as the man points his finger behind Hiroka's back.

"Ah?"

At the moment of stabbing, the force falls out of Hiroka's body.

I can't move.

Hiroka fell, sliding like a sliding.

"Ugh... wow..."

"When I hit it... it's awesome, here it is. When I was a student, I didn't like darts for some reason, but I stabbed them where I was aiming easily."

In the music room, someone comes in with a yura shake.

A man.

A man with glasses and looks serious.

My body is constantly shaking in a lilac.

"You don't like darts because you're shaking. Medicine Horse (Yakuma). Well, fine. So, what happened to the High Department?

"I'm starting to kick ass. Thanks to me."

A man called Yakuma pulls something out of Hiroka's neck.

It was a syringe.

"Thank you. That's a super rare weapon I hit."

Give him a little jaw, and a proud former clerk man speaks.

"Hehe, that's luck 108. Hey, it felt good. I feel like a worker. Special."

Behind Hiroka, Yakuma makes a satisfying voice.

"Well, the horse's finally grown up."

A clerk man who grabs Hiroka's hair and raises it up.

"Hmm? Why are you staring?

The man tilts his neck strangely at Hiroka, who is staring at the man with resentment emotions.

"Decided... a... nta, the cat... killed everyone... from"

Hiroka manages to squeeze out her voice as the nerves throughout her body tremble and can't move.

Can't you kill this man somehow?

This man who killed everyone, the cat.

That kind of emotion moved Hiroka.

"Huh? What are you talking about? You?"

The man puts on his face so that he doesn't understand such Hiroka's emotions.

"You know,... as I said earlier, I'm not the one who killed your friend"

"... what?

Hiroka couldn't understand what the man was saying.

Didn't you kill the other kids?

Even though you were a dead man?

So who killed the female students who attacked us as Death Ghosts?

A man named Yakuma?

"So... who... but..."

"It's you."

A former clerk man pointed his finger at... Hiroka.

"... Huh?

"It's you. You killed your friend. When your friends surrounded you, at least your friends would have been alive if you'd stayed that way."

Hiroka really didn't understand what the man was saying this time.

At that time, when Hiroka was surrounded, all the female students were dead.

I was a dead ghost.

There was something moving behind a man's back as Hiroka's head buried with doubt.

Cat.

That beautiful face has horns growing.

It's turning into a dead ghost.

A dead cat, standing up.

"... what? That reaction? You, no way..."

Slowly, a cat turning into a dead ghost approaches behind the man.

To fulfill lifelong resentment, vengeance.

And when you're a few steps away from the man.

"'Leesai'"

Towards the cat behind you, the man pointing his finger at you.

Then the cat's body began to glow pale.

"Geez!"

With the light on, it was a cat that jumped on a man, but the cat's mouth was on his hand, not the man's neck.

To be precise, it was headed for a small bottle in the hands of a man.

Gokugoku and a cat who drinks the contents of the bottle diligently.

When he drinks up the contents, the cat's body lights up again.

"... now"

After the light subsided, the cat fell.

As if, sleeping.

"Cat is back."

Well, there are no horns growing on the cat's sleeping face.

Just like in my lifetime...... no, as if I were alive, the cat is asleep with a nice bloody face.

"... duh... eh?

To Hiroka, perplexity spreads.

I haven't kept up with the phenomenon that happened in front of me.

"Resuscitation pills... pills that turn people into dead ghosts back into the original living ones. I mean, dead ghosts, they're not dead. You mean people who come back to life."

The man's words reach Hiroka's ears with meaningless sounds.

Understand, because you can't.

When you understand a man's words, Hiroka...

"By the way, material. I can't use resuscitation medicine (arr.) when it's just the corners. I mean, now, when it's just the corner, it's dead. Now you understand. Who killed your friend? I killed your friend..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Hiroka screamed.

I didn't want to hear it.

Just now, I was just told.

"Chi-su. Isoya. Medium, we've got it under control. Pretty cute kid left. I'm carrying a bed or something over there, what do you want to do?

In the music room, another man named Isoya walks in and tells the former clerk man.

"Right. This one too... I've secured two top places in the elementary..."

Looks like a man enjoys himself, puts his face down.

"From now on, it's time for fun. You can use guns. Until I die. Anyway, I have resuscitation pills. As many times as you want to use it."

Without power, taking the screaming Hiroka and the sleeping cat, the men leave the music room.

Hell is, as a precept, the place where people thought.

People imagined it, it's a place.

Then I guess it's still people, not demons or gods, who create hell.

The never-ending feast of hell is still open today.