1. Be a part of a greater being
Dark night, heavy rain.
There is almost no light.
The rainwater pooled into a stream of water, leaving a few trails of mixed dust along the glass windows.
Aono looked around at the swarthy surroundings again, narrowing his eyes slightly.
It's not a white ward, it's not a cramped and cramped rental house; There are no sturdy caregivers, and there are no troublesome landlords who spend their days urging rent.
Aono lowered his head.
The fair-skinned arms were thinner than the impression, and the cheap suit on his body did not meet his aesthetic at all.
Sure enough, it was crossed.
Aono, who was sure of this for the second time, sighed...... So what should I do?
His parents left early and he had no siblings, but he had a cat!
A cat named "Cotton".
Cotton is so smart that it certainly won't go hungry.
I just don't know if she can find the next owner who is good to her.
It's a secret room.
In the darkness, there were still four or five unconscious people, men and women, like fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered after being fed sake lees.
The sound of rain was howling, muffling the faint sound of breathing in the room.
They obviously didn't come here voluntarily.
"What the hell have I traveled to?"
Aono muttered to himself.
Outside the door, the sound of footsteps was faintly heard.
The light of the flashlight shone through the crack in the door, and the closed door was opened, and two men in black robes entered.
Looking at the body shape, they should all be men.
Aono sat in the corner of the room, squinting and observing.
The air was moving, and the smell hidden in the smell of sweat, alcohol, and cheap cosmetics poured into Aono's nostrils.
Is that......
The rich smell of blood!
Aono's pupils shrank, and a surprised expression habitually appeared on his face.
"Gift..... Gift! β
Without warning, without the slightest hesitation.
One of them shouted in a strange tone, picked up a bloodied knife and stabbed it into the carotid artery of a man at his feet.
"Whew!"
The warm liquid splattered out and hit Aono's cheeks.
It's just that the rest of the blood that flowed out of the man's body seemed to turn into bright red worms, twisting and burrowing into the ground.
The man struggled to twitch twice, and finally remained motionless.
Under the light of the flashlight, his skin quickly dried up and wrinkled, and his face aged in an instant.
The death was miserable.
An indescribable aura of mystery began to spread throughout the room.
Rituals, offerings.
These two words broke into Aono's thoughts.
Ah......h
"I've really hit the jackpot!"
Aono is very weak now, it should be that the quality of this body is very poor, and there is a drowsiness of the mind - it may be some kind of drug effect.
He was the only one in the room who was awake.
It's the worst of all!
And the dedication continues.
The other black-robed man raised his hand......
It's just that a sudden voice from the corner interrupted his movements.
"ThisβThis is ....."
Aono's tone was extremely shocked, as if he had seen a ghost alive.
Such a change naturally aroused the vigilance of the black-robed man.
The light came, and the eyes of the two stayed on his face for a moment - what a beautiful [flesh]!
Leaning against the wall, Aono slowly stood up and looked at the two black-robed people.
His eyes widened and his face looked terrified.
"You..... You guys! β
Seeing this scene, the two disciples relaxed even more.
It's just an ordinary big boy, and it's not bad to pee your pants if you're not scared, right?
"It is your privilege to be His nourishment."
A black-robed man approached with a knife in hand, ready to give the unlucky bastard a blow - you could have died in a painless coma!
Just as he thought, the big boy leaned against the corner, helpless and panicked, like a kitten about to be sent to the neutered operating table.
The only difference is that the boy knows what fate he is about to face.
"Be a part of a greater being!"
The black-robed man stabbed the knife in his hand into the throat of the pretty boy.
The tip of the knife flickered with cold light, and the blood was close to the tip of the nose.
But at this time.
The fear on Aono's face faded like a tide.
All that remains is calmness β or "indifference" is more appropriate.
It seems that the believer is not holding a dangerous murder weapon in his hand, but just a soft toy.
Looking at the inky eyes, the believer's heart suddenly trembled, but the knife in his hand still stabbed out without hesitation.
At the same time, Aono clenched his fists and hammered sideways into the abdomen of the black-robed man.
The blade sliced through the skin, leaving a bright red streak of blood on the arm.
The wound was not shallow, and it was warm and gurgling from it.
Pain, unmistakably transmitted through the nerves to the mind.
But Aono's expression did not change, but it stimulated his mind to become more and more sober.
Caught off guard, the black-robed man was in pain.
Taking advantage of the brief gap, Aono grabbed the blade in his hand.
Hold it tightly and firmly.
The sharp blade cut through the flesh, and the unbearable pain of ordinary people hit again.
But in the dark eyes, there is still only calm, as if there is no ray of light in the deep sea, and no one knows what is hidden there.
The black-robed man trembled inwardly - wouldn't this person hurt? Why can you be so yourself?
The relaxation of the mind was only for a moment, but it already determined the outcome of the battle.
Aono seized the knife at the cost of a wound in his left hand.
At this time, you should have a smile, right?
So, facing the two of them, holding the knife with blood in their hands, Aono showed a very bright and standard smile.
Since you want to kill me, it's normal for me to kill you, right?
Two believers, cold throughout.
A moment later.
Aono sat next to the two bodies that had fallen, panting.
There were several more wounds on his body, but the largest ones had been roughly bandaged with torn cloth.
The excessive blood loss made his complexion pale, his lips blue, and he looked like he was going into shock at any moment.
But more than these, Aono cares more about the two words that pop up in front of him.
[Kill the low-level believers!] +10 XP! γ
[Kill the low-level believers!] +10 XP! γ
This was in his sight after killing the two black-robed men.
Since they've all crossed over, it's not strange that this kind of thing appears, right?
Aono nodded slightly.
A translucent panel appeared in front of me.
Name: Aono
Race: Human
Occupation: [Cowherd LV5], [Writer LV3], [Mentally Patient LV6]
Level: 0 (20/100)
Strength: 10 (-1) (Weakened, temporarily drops by 1 point)
Constitution: 13 (-2)
Dexterity: 11 (-2)
Intelligence (Inspiration): 20
Glamour: 23
Sanity: 100
Condition: Weak
Skills: [Basic Fighting Technique LV6], [Cold Weapon Control LV3], [First Aid LV2], [Cooking Skill LV5], [Chat Skill LV5], [Writing Skill LV2]
Free points: 0
Traits: [Attraction to the opposite sex], [Calm], [Disguised Emotions]
Equipment: [Cheap Suit], [Inferior Cologne], [Fairly Sharp Knife]
Holding gold: 100,000 (-5 million) yen
Evaluation: A weak but calm human being who tries to disguise himself as a normal person
Cowboy?
Aono raised an eyebrow.
Just a little confused, a memory quickly flooded into his mind.