SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

“Master……."

I did not finish all three syllables, Master.

My heart thumped.

Immediately, a lot of emotions were mixed up. It was like my heart had become a slug, and I could feel black emotions flowing out of my chest if I squeezed it.

Teacher, my performance. My teacher, Moran.

“Mother.”

"......."

The teacher looked at me. Your orderly eyes are always shaken. I called her mother for the first time, and she called me mother for the first time.

“... That's odd. ”

The teacher put down the damn pencil. Maybe he was writing a manuscript. There were many manuscripts with the teacher's handwriting on the living room table.

“I don't know how long it's been called that for you. ”

Sentences that could not be written. Words without sentences. The small and red manuscripts are scattered.

“I seem to have heard that she is a mother for a long time. No. It's been a long time... ”

“I love you, ma'am. ”

The teacher's fingertips stopped.

“I wanted to see you again. Did you know? I have someone I'm going to love forever. It was possible to truly love someone, to be completely loved by someone. I wanted to hold Raviel's hand... and introduce him to my mother first. ”

"......."

“I'm sure your mother would've been a good friend of Raviel's. I'm... I'm alive and well. I'm doing well. I'm trying to make a good living. I think about all the words my mother used to say. ”

Teacher.

“I wanted to see you again. ”

The teacher slowly stood up. The teacher's dry, long fingers stole my eye area.

“Did you have a nightmare? ”

“I'm having a nightmare. ”

“Life is no different than a dream. That doesn't change anything. If you turn malice into coldness, will malice become good? Wouldn't a wound be better if you tried to make excuses for ignorance? My son, do not be deceived by the word. You must always look into your heart. Don't put your heart in vain words and vain sentences. ”

The teacher hugged my shoulder.

“Even if you don't call me mother, I'm still me in your heart. So do you. A person is not a person because he knows a few lines of sentences, except for a few words. Man is only as much a person as the weight of someone else's heart. ”

I held her in my arms because I was small.

My mouth was opened and closed several times.

“A mother couldn't have raised a child... to play so well. ”

“Yes."

“He punches because he's angry, and that's the kind of man... You can't call that person to the dinner table. He must have thrown it out of the house. You must have corrected it before you got rid of it. Before you calibrate, you must have raised her as a good child. ”

“I see.”

“So.”

I opened my mouth.

“Your mother... is not a thyme. ”

The teacher smiled.

“Survive, Confucius. Live strong. ”

With a smile on his face, he collapsed.

"......."

The teacher's face flushed down.

The smile melted.

The hand that hugged my shoulder was erased.

Once I was gone, there was only a shadow.

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The shadow has no face. The contour was blurry. Slowly. As the giant worm moves, the shadow leaves the living room.

The world has peeled off one more lid.

That was my mother's embarrassment.

“---Ugh.”

I ran to the bathroom. I fell on my head on the toilet. Loss, guilt. The Shaqman emotions were backflowing.

My heart vomited.

“Huh?"

Behind your back.

I heard voices at the bathroom door.

“Hey, did you eat something wrong? Why are you throwing up as soon as you get home? Son of a bitch. Looks like you picked up another piece of crap out there. I don't know what else you told me, but did I tell you to keep your food straight? ”

Played well.

“Will you pat me on the back? ”

“.. skillful. ”

“Oh no. You threw up and threw up your brains. Brother, is he short? ”

I sat on the bathroom tile and tried to play. I stood on my feet, wriggling on the streamlined squid legs.

“Bastard……."

“You didn't throw up a bribe. You spilled it. Hey, a man can hit someone in life! The news broke yesterday, and he was scared, too. My mom and dad are in trouble. At least one family should cheer. Isn't that right? ”

“You crazy bastard...."

I muttered, holding the toilet bowl.

“You, motherfucker, are a piece of shit. ”

“Huh?”

“Just hit the stalker and you're an angel. You're the one who's going to smash the back of the stalker's head into the mountains and set the whole place on fire. ”

“What the... Is that how you looked at your brother? ”

“You're the psychopath! Son of a bitch!”

My head was dizzy.

“Idol? Singer? You think you can do a job like that? I don't know about fan services, I don't know about fans, I mean, every interview is based on a bibliography, and the guy who asks his parents for dessert, he does idols and sings. Don't be ridiculous.”

“Er... ”

“And you were scolded by your mother and father? Are you the one who's yelling at me for being mad at you? Good thing I didn't slap my parents in the cheek. Shit! Shit... You, who play, are never the one who beats his back to puke. Because you can't. Because you can't. If only you were that guy. ”

I stared at the face of a savant.

“I didn't kill him. ”

"......."

“I didn't kill him, you son of a bitch. I didn't kill him.I wish you were that bad... I'm going to kill you... ”

I don't want to kill you.

“Some, really some shit, really, you. ”

Sometimes, I dream.

Hey, Hunter! Save me!

I scream.

Huh?

Players look back at me.

I was attacked by wolves.

Oh my gosh. Did you touch these monsters? Hunting today, I see.

The melody makes a thud.

Po, some potions.

I said,

"Oh, be careful next time around. Shit. We're not gonna make it through the day.

Players give me potions.

Sometimes, I dream.

I'll give you a potion, but you have to calculate the cost of your life.

That's what he said.

Forty Gold,

I'm telling you.

Never mind, give me everything you have now.

He said, "I'll give you everything I have."

Good. Be careful next time, man.

Players give me potions.

He's still the guy I was 11 years ago, so he's a horny kid, but he still doesn't kill the wounded, and sometimes I dream about him not having to kill my hero with my hands.

I...

“Son of a bitch.... ”

The sleek black hair was heavenly.

“Get lost. My shadow is where you belong. If you're going to set up a new address and wash your personality in this hellhole, then fuck it. ”

Then the black paw collapsed.

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[My brother] became a ghost and blurred.

Yeah, it's a ghost.

Ghosts that have failed to exist in this world of trauma, not even ghosts. Those that lost the appearance extracted from my memory were now mere shadows.

"......."

I washed my face in the sink.

The tap water flowed from my eyebrows.

“Okay.”

My muttering went down in the house of ghosts.

“It's okay. You can do it. Gong-ja Kim, you can do this. ”

This is not my home. This is not my world.

All I want is to die in this hell.

I left the house and returned with Killian.

"Ah…"

Killing star did not recognize the ghost as a ghost. In his eyes, ghosts appeared to be my father, to be my mother, to be my brother.

No, maybe it's the opposite.

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From the beginning, my father, mother and siblings may have looked like ghosts to me. To him, the humans of this world may be nothing less than ghosts. That's why all the human-sounding sounds were just noise to the lean.

“Hello…. ”

“Don't say hello. ”

I said just cut it off.

”No need to be polite. ”

I grabbed his wrist and went into the room. Killer City was drawn to my hands without end of salutation.

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My brother, who had been playing with me a while ago, followed us. We tried to come into the room together. But I pushed my brother away and prevented him from entering the room.

“Don't come in. I warn you.”

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“I'll take care of this child for a while. We'll take care of everything, so no one else has to interfere. If he doesn't let you in, don't come in, don't talk to him. I made it clear."

I closed the door and locked it.

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Ghosts mutter outside the visit. I neglected and prepared a bed for him. He stared at me, leaving the bag he was carrying when he went down.

“Can I tell my family that? ”

“Family is family. You must be the family of the perpetrator. ”

“... Don't say anything respectful. It's weird. It's offensive. Honestly, I don't know how big it is to make money later. ”

“I don't care if you think so. Just close your eyes. ”

“Where do you sleep? ”

“Anywhere. Rest. After the break, you'll be fine, though. ”

"......."

From that day on.

I erased the existence of this world, one by one.

- Who are you? The younger brother of Suu...? Why is your brother...?

I secretly used my brother's phone to talk to Angler.

Ah. Sue told me about you. Haven't you ever seen one before? So, what's going on? You don't think she wants her brother to apologize for you?

I called the goldsmith with the same technique.

I broke the Angler and the Golden Hawk in one call.

Occasionally, a group of Idols who were the anglers and goldsmiths appeared on the television screen, but they did not show their faces. The shadows seemed to be rattling as if they had been doodled.

[Implementation of trauma is reduced.]

It was only at that time that the reaction came.

[The material to implement the trauma is corrupted.]

[Extracting corrupted data from your memory… Failed.]

[Data could not be recovered.]

The gaps I created began to pierce the world.

[Extracting corrupted data from the original owner's memory… Failed.]

[Data could not be recovered.]

I acted with acceleration.

The Samaritan army collapsed. The children who were running in the house of hell were destroyed. As soon as I stepped on my eyes, I made the characters of the trauma a ghost.

Each time, the world of trauma crumbled.

“Hmm? It's a big deal. Gong-ju, you come to the office. ”

And my homeroom teacher, Serpent.

“Confucius student? Why did you call me alone in an empty classroom? Hic. Teachers and students cannot be in love in principle, but they can break teachings and doctrines...! ”

I'm a math teacher, a pharmacist.

“I heard you asked for an interview. You're an unusual student in many ways, so I've arranged for you to do this for the student council. What can I say? ”

Principal Swordsmanship.

One at a time.

[Implementation of trauma is reduced.]

[Data could not be recovered.]

By the time the full moon has passed.

In school, most students and teachers had already turned into ghosts.

It wasn't just the school that was weird.

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The television had a ghost in its place, no matter which channel it played. Even the actor on the broadcast only muttered the silence of the shadow with the face of the shadow, so I couldn't understand anything.

I once tried to take the train out of town as a test.

After a while the city landscape continued, darkness spread out of the window at some point. The train disappears as soon as it reaches dark space.

[Implementation of trauma is reduced.]

[Requesting data from Zrakua... failed. will be rejected.]

[Data could not be recovered.]

A broken world.

A failed beast.

“…… Confucius. I need to talk to you. ”

One day, after class, the paladin approached.

She was a nervous face without knowing where she was.

“What's going on? ”

“You can't talk in the classroom. No, I don't want to talk about it. ”

The paladin turns his head and turns his back.

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There was someone sitting at the desk who had already turned into a ghost. It was the Earl. The Earl spoke to me two days ago and was demolished by the shadow. After clearing his friend's face, the paladin lowered his voice.

“Let's go out the hall. ”

We came out the hallway outside the classroom.

“So what's going on? ”

“…… I don't know if it sounds strange. No, that sounds weird. But for some reason, I felt like I needed to consult you. ”

In the middle of the hallway where the ghosts come and go.

The paladin turns around, very nervous.

“Something's strange. ”

"......."

“It's hard to answer correctly if you ask what's wrong. But clearly, this isn't normal. Last weekend, I went out with my family to the city. I was just about to leave. I've been preparing lunch since this morning. But after blinking my eyes, it became evening. ”

The paladin shrugs.

“I initially suspected amnesia. However, the family was chatting at the dining table saying that it was really okay to hang out today. I don't remember anything and I can't even remember what I did on the outing.... ”

The paladin raises his head once more and looks around. Except for really a handful of students, there were only ghosts in the classroom, in the hallway, in the playground, moaning in black.

“…… something is strange. Wrong. Maybe I'm the one who's weird. Sorry, Duke Kim. I'll book a psych consult. Maybe it'll be better after the counseling. ”

“Back of the classroom. ”

I opened my mouth.

“Student sitting by the window. Do you remember?”

“Hmm...? ”

The paladin frowns.

“I know. We're classmates. It was probably called. ”

“Did you know that he received these texts? ”

I showed him his mobile phone.

"......."

“I'm telling you, I didn't rig it. ”

The more I read the letters, the brighter the paladin's face became. I was shocked. However, for a short while, the paladin soon burst into an angry voice.

“What. What the hell... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. This is ridiculous! This is no joke! ”

“Are you angry?”

“Of course! The children have something to look forward to and something they can't. Wounds are the same whether an adult or a child is injured. Even a child's wounds are worse! ”

“What are you going to do now? ”

“You have your proof. We have to call the police now! I know all about this. I feel like I should sue school for evidence and let my friends solve it well. It wouldn't be a problem if the two of us went to the police station, so gather as many people as possible and come to the group...! ”

“Yes."

Paladin.

“That's who you are. ”

A man who strives to reduce his victims a little.

“If there was one person like you in the classroom, it wouldn't have happened. ”

“…… what? ”

“You can't just walk away from this. I can't let it go, and I can't let it get to me. There was not a single person like you in that big classroom. ”

I covered the phone.

“That's why this is happening. ”

"......."

“It's okay. Just go away. I'll take care of the rest.

Close your eyes and open them.

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A ghost without a face is buzzing.

"......."

Slowly.

I stood in the hallway and looked around.

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The students talked as they went back and forth. I chatted. I laughed as if it were fun, and laughed as if it weren't. We shared a season of youth. After the teacher passed, I bowed my head.

That's it.

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The voices of the people were just noise.

Words failed to form sentences, and sentences failed to become text.

There was a clear slang on the stairs.

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That's it.

It was a world of lethal nature.