SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

4.

The designator has the word of all things.

Approximately 1,000 years ago. Literally, words encompassed joy, from happiness in life to pain, encompassed and cared for language. The fairies of the earth began to recite a single word, both when they were happy and sad.

- Fuck!

Today was an unpleasant day for many.

It was really, really good! Fucking Nimiral Civiral puppy shit!

Arika, the one-eyed woman, pulls out a thick swearing tongue.

Other actors vomited fiercely.

- Yes, how can I interfere with the government?

- I'm not just giving back to my guests. We should get a refund, too. How much did you get hit for the show today? Thanks to you, all your efforts went to the trash.

The seniors shouted.

Annoyed about being cut off during the concert, most of all, angry about being cut off from [flow].

- No, we're in a position to move if we get a report...

The Hopgoblin security guard sweats a lot.

It would be unfair for the security staff. Can you imagine? Even though there are so many crazy reports of stars in the world, there are no reports of [drama was actually mistaken].

- Ha, not one or two. Five people reported the same thing at the same time.

Even the credibility was high.

- Five counts of arson brute force homicide reports have been filed simultaneously.

So you're saying we did something wrong?

- Man, I wish you'd act a little less realistic...

- Is that what this is?

When the bastards called the extreme names bullshit, the peacekeepers grumbled.

“Well, I understand your situation. ”

We are currently here to be investigated at the Sanctuary.

The charges have been dropped, but the investigation must be conducted in a formal manner.

On one side of the building is a sign that [proactive blockade is better than posthumous judgment]. Could it be a relief for the security forces?

“I'll still get a refund. We can't just eat dirt and do business. You probably didn't know about the security guards, but we have a bad situation. Phew. If we don't make it to the end of the show, we're really going to have to sign off. ”

- Ugh...

The guards cry.

They've already finished investigating me.

from [Can you really make an error that resembles a flame] to [Is it true that you are good enough to overthrow the entire theater with an error] and [Is it true that you play music with free materials with an error].

Of course, everything turned out to be true.

I demonstrated the error myself at the morgue.

The way they looked at me, they said, "Where did this monster fall from? ’I got mixed up with horror.

“But.”

I glanced at you.

“As I said, I understand your position as a security guard. So if you just listen to one of our terms, I will only accept a small apology fee. ”

- Condition...?

“I'll give you the seats for free. Please come to the next show. ”

Actors swung their heads and looked at me.

What the hell is that?

- I can't believe you just ripped them all off and gave them extra seats for free!

- I don't think so, either. My youngest.

Oh, dear.

These guys don't know how to run a business.

I laughed in the bathroom.

“Huh.”

-.......

Tsk.

The actors who were complaining shut up. And I'm starting to notice. In the last week, hell has taught you the time to enter and the time to buy.

“Where were we? Ah, inviting special seats. ”

The guards looked at me strangely.

The grown-up Hopgoblins are the youngest of the finest elves! The youngest person! Should I say he's like the mafia master and his gang? It was no ordinary sight at all.

“We invite you to join us at the Pole. Officially. I know you're very busy, but I'd appreciate it if you could spare at least four or five minutes. Then I'll get a very small apology fee. ”

- Why...

The security guard was a little embarrassed.

- No, I mean... We'd like that very much, if that's okay. Why are you formally inviting us?

I lowered my eyebrows slightly.

Look as pathetic as possible.

“It... it hurt me to see you insulting your customers in the theater earlier. ”

- Ugh, does it hurt?

“Yes. You're just doing your duty as a security guard. I think the citizens are probably cursing everywhere, so I wanted to do something... Aren't we learning? I hope we can be comforted by your performance... ”

This is a special face that was acclaimed by Raviel for [tickling the edges of the mind like the eyes of a rainy puppy…]. I've had four strokes.

The Hopgoblins were impressed by its effectiveness.

- Oh, my God.

- What are these fairies? Could it be an angel?

- You stopped a young man from acting. This is our fault!

You guys trust people too easily.

I'm starting to worry about this father.

How can I live in such a harsh world?

- Zombie... You little...

Why? ’

-... is nothing. Yeah, what can I say to you?

The messenger sighs deeply. What's wrong with him? Do ghosts grow old?

Anyway, the guards gladly accepted the invitation. You said you wouldn't get many people because of the schedule, but you will return the favor.

The way out of the safe house and back to the theater.

- I didn't know my youngest son had such an amazing heart...

Yumar, the one-armed man, mutters.

We were dragged out during the act. So the dress was still for the play. As we walk around with black tattoos all over our waists, pedestrians creep at us in the street.

- Yeah, a little surprised.

- All this time, I thought your youngest was a demon from Ketugger's stomach.

- We're just mad because the show stopped... I was ashamed of the youngest.

Tsk tsk.

I kicked my tongue.

“Are you sure you don't know? Brothers and sisters, we've been rewarded greatly. ”

- Ugor?

“It's money. You just have to make a few more shows. You can do it again tomorrow. But we just made Paste Bait. ”

Three seniors tilted their heads side-by-side.

- What's that, youngest?

What the hell, guys? It's cute.

As I recall, the Designated People are the most adorable species in the universe, and I daresay.

“We're good. I have work to do. Now all we need is three attention. And maybe tomorrow, the whole city will talk about what happened today. ”

He was terrified when he received a report of a fire in the security guard.

It turned out that it was just a play.

The error was so vivid that the audience thought it was a real fire.

“This is Paste Bait. ”

It's a story.

“All designated people are potential customers. We all see bloodshed, both young and old. Wouldn't it be interesting to hear [I mistook the error for too vivid a fire]? ”

I put the last of the pastry rice here.

“What if even a rumor spread that our wounded extremists had invited a member of the security team to a special seat? ”

- Ugh...

- Yes, it is.

The actors looked puzzled.

- You're saying more people are coming?

“Of course.”

Not only that.

“Besides, I'm a fairy. You guys think it's okay, but if I keep running with this energy, there will be designations that are jealous of me. Obviously.”

Bloodstream is a culture unique to the designated people.

And then a new, live Elf shows up and takes over?

It won't be easy to get a positive response.

“I'm going to make things up without saying anything, but I have to show it to the guards in advance. We are merchants who sell smoke. There's nothing harmful about a merchant getting along well with the security guards. ”

-.......

“Do you know? If you get into an accident later, will you secretly support us? At least now they'll ignore the nonsense."

- Amazing....

The elders were amazed.

- Sometimes she doesn't look like a fairy. If you look at the grass like that, you must be a fairy.

- The youngest is a talented person with the heart of the stipulated tribe and the head of the fairy.

- I wish I had some muscle here...

You don't even give me your muscles.

I wonder if Raviel suddenly has a taste for beasts.

"Confucius," Raviel whispers in his ear. ‘I wish I could gain more weight.’ Bye. 'Just a little bit more. I'd like to see your forearms thicker than they are now. ’

Mmm-hmm.

You need to earn special lessons from the best Trainers on the first floor of the Tower right now. Built-in muscle? Bullshit. Take it away.

- The youngest is getting thicker...

- Sometimes he laughs without saying a word.

- I don't know what he's thinking... Honestly, it's awkward...

- I'm scared.... I feel bad....

Shut up.

Do you know what love is?

Even if you know love, you don't know it, so you don't really know love. Boys.

- There he is!

It was then.

- Aah!

- The actors are back!

There was quite a crowd in front of the theater. One of the spectators raised his finger and pointed at us. Then the Hobgoblins who were wandering around the gate rushed to the door.

Bang, bang!

Dozens of Hopgoblins the size of a hill are gathered at the same time.

- What? What is it?

The seniors are scared.

- What a mess…….

- When's the next show?

Hobgoblin screams.

- We paid for tickets! A victim who was unfairly interrupted!

- That's right!

- You have the right to sit first at your next performance!

- Tickets!

Like a swarm of caterpillars.

The seniors are dumbfounded.

- Uger, wait...!

Someone comes whimpering out of the basket of the audience. It was extreme, and the wrinkles got deeper until we got back.

- Huff, huff, huff. Even though I promise to return it next time....

- I don't want a refund!

The Hopgoblins shouted.

I'm not asking for any kind of refund!

All you have to do is give me a ticket to the next show! There's got to be! Performances!

- I heard the special seats cost six times as much as the regular seats. Is it possible to raise the seat better now? Of course I'll pay you more.

- Just tell me how many seats are left!

The extremist sweated.

- Oh, I can't believe I said I didn't have a date yet. For me...

I am in control of the extreme right now.

By dealing with guests so far without promising to perform next time, the extremist has done his best.

“Gentlemen."

I duck my head, smiling brightly.

“Thank you for enjoying the theatrical bullshit. Did you enjoy it?”

- Fun is not the problem! Ugor!

- I've never seen such an error. But it wasn't just a big error....

It was fierce as fire! There was something!

The audience was excited.

I bowed my head again, thanking you, but you reacted differently.

It was more dramatic.

- Our smoke...

-.......

Yes, it is.

The one-eyed Arido, the one-armed Yumardo, and the one-eyed Sakumdo have probably never received such good attention.

As if for the first time, everyone was helpless like a child with Santa's gift in front of them.

“The next play is still on schedule. Unfortunately, I had no plans to perform the White Bark again. ”

- Nonsense!

- This is a bomb in the security guard!

“But I have heard your praises, and I would like to repay you, even if I didn't have a plan. ”

I had a sales smile.

“Next Saturday we will perform the White Warm again! ”

- Ooh!

“That's it! Extreme bullshit is always for you! We don't open up to regular guests, we only give tickets to people who have seen it today! Special performances just for you! It's a secret show!”

An enthusiastic crowd missed the bloodshed at Climax.

“Thank you for your enthusiasm! Now, those of you who want tattoos, please come in turn. We will apply it ourselves. ”

Designated peoples also have a signatory culture.

He doesn't just sign papers, he engraves symbols on his bare flesh.

Actors painting their signature patterns in soft mud.

That's why popular actors often have fans with the same symbol in the theater.

“Dan!"

I laughed in the ventricle.

“We need one condition to get the pattern from us. ”

- What's that?

“Shout the Salted Dog before he receives the pattern. ”

The audience laughed.

Maybe I thought I was joking.

But I mean it.

- You salty son of a bitch.

“Yes, thank you. ”

- You salty bastard!

“Thank you."

- You salty bastard!

“Oh, that's what I'm talking about. What a wonderful customer. ”

The audience laughed at the thought of exchanging jokes with the actress. And they all returned with patterns on their shoulders, chest, and back with a satisfied face.

By the way, the dog I drew was a pattern.

It really is a pattern of one-by-one blood, imprinting the fact that salting agents are puppies because they promote extreme nonsense.

- Zombie... You little...

Why? ’

-... is nothing. Yeah, what are you gonna say to that maniac?

The messenger sighs again.

This ghost has grown old. I'm sure. Poor thing.

[The power of heretics is weakened among the designated tribes!]

You hear the tower's voice in your head.

[Ancient Regression is gaining popularity among the designated tribes.]

[The Renaissance is open to designated tribes.]

[Quest ‘Theatre Age: Classical Crisis’ advances.]

[Now the erosion rate is 86%.]

There you go.

Looks like they're cheering me on at the tower.

I smiled at the extremists and their seniors.

“Everyone, are you ready to be an epic theater group? ”

If you don't like it, do it now.

He's a man who runs to the end when he starts something.