Rosetta's psionic powers are memorable.

Even if there is no idea of 'remembering' in his subjective mind, his psionic energy will automatically record all the information about his eyes, ears, nose, what he sees, feels, hears, whether it is meaningful or not.

And this.

It also includes the special aura of the 'corpse dog' that once injured him with his minions.

At this moment, when Rosetta obeys her 'senses' and uses her psionic energy to sense the monsters that hide in the shadows of this old town.

He looked down on the shadowy part of the city from above.

In those cold iron gray pupils, a cold emotion slowly flowed.

Then, as if the mark of the mission in the game, scarlet points of light lit up one after another in his field of vision, dazzlingly marking the location of the prey, with an indifferent but cruel meaning.

Perhaps, there is this inexplicable "gravitational force" in this world.

obviously didn't deliberately pursue the relevant clues, but he just followed Reiko Arakawa on a trip, but fate led him to the "stage" where the play opened.

Rosetta is not stupid.

When he realized that there was a high possibility of hiding dead dogs in the old city, he quickly connected the relevant clues in his mind.

Ishiizaki's gift to Masao Tsubakiyama is a batch of 'gospel medicines' with unknown effects, and the conversation between them vaguely reveals that the Kapokkai behind Ishii is conducting an experiment in Antgawa City with the help of the acquired 'razor pharmacies'.

If the mutilated memories he could read with psionic energy didn't deceive him.

Then, under the premise that the Shenzu Society is indeed conducting some kind of experiment in Antgawa City, there may be no more suitable 'experimental field' than the old town, which is sparsely populated, full of unfinished buildings, and full of marginalized people in society.

In the context of the era of bubble economy.

The land and houses in Yingzhou suddenly became worthless, with companies collapsing, banks closing, stock prices plummeting, and property depreciation...... After these changes, there was a frenzied layoff of major enterprises, and a large number of unemployed people were displaced into society, and finally either queued up on the rooftop to jump off the building, or slept in groups in parks and streets.

And this.

- that is, the origin of these "inhabitants" of the old town.

Because they are marginalized people who have been excluded from the social system, even if they are 'missing', not many people will pay attention to them.

Over here.

As long as the number of people who 'go missing' each time is controlled, Clam Pharmaceuticals can catch people for experiments and raise dead dogs.

And the Antchuan City Police Department, which has always been 'clean and self-clean', will never set foot in the 'garbage heap' of the old city for no reason.

Smack.

A grain of gravel tumbles off the rooftop and disappears into the night of the old town.

Rosetta couldn't hear it falling to the ground, for it was drowned out by the howling wind.

He didn't care about law and morality, and he lacked empathy for the plight of those in the Old Town who might have died at the hands of many dead dogs.

But after leaving during the day, it was dark and returned to the old town, which was probably already a hiding place for the corpse dogs.

Rosetta's goal is simple, which is to eliminate threats within reach, and by the way, to test whether his psionic energy can be used in battle.

Bathe in the high winds.

Hovering with the blackened rosary that had been put on his hand.

Silently, a strong urge to kill quietly grew in his heart.

But Rosetta, who had long sensed this side effect from the contact with the psionic energy, did not resist, but took the initiative to allow the killing impulse from the former owner of the rosary to pour into her empty heart.

"Since I got 'you' from Mr. Takeshita, then I'll clean up the 'garbage' near his house for him by the way, and it can be regarded as repaying the discount he gave me."

Muttering under her breath, Rosetta used her psionic energy to harmonize with the memories that remained on the 'cursed thing' for the first time.

Anyway, the corpse dogs have completely transformed into damn monsters, so it might as well be used as a stepping stone for him to improve his strength.

In the blink of an eye, as the iron-gray spiritual energy lines gradually covered the rosary, at the same time, the last well-known owner of the rosary, the crazy monk who fell into the lower three realms during the end of the Bakudo period, the instinctive killing technique was also temporarily written into Rosetta's body and mastered by him.

Hoarse.

The cold wind blew from above the rooftop, carrying a chill that soaked through the bones.

Holding the rosary with one hand and putting it together, his eyebrows drooping.

Silently, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile that seemed to have never been seen before.

Step into the night.

Tonight, Rosetta joins the hunt.

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In the shadows of the city, the obscure and ominous move.

A man named Toru Watanabe, dressed in a yellow plastic raincoat, walks through the steel forest with red-eyed dogs.

Obviously a person living in modern times, wearing the skin of civilization.

But in the modern city of Antgawa, his job is the same as that of the ancient forest guards who served the nobles and guarded the garden hunting grounds.

He also worked as a 'scavenger' and 'breeder', feeding the dogs with the meat animals that were refreshed into the 'hunting grounds' from time to time, and cleaning up the leftover food scraps from the food site where they were eating.

Sometimes, Toru Watanabe also has the idea of asking for a salary increase.

After all, he works dutifully and exceeds his mission goals every day, which doesn't give him a salary increase, which is a little too much.

Although I often complain in my heart like this, work is work, no matter how much I think about it in my heart, at this moment, in a cheap apartment in the old town, Toru Watanabe is still seriously manipulating his corpse dogs, dragging the last person of the family out of the closet to prepare for the solution.

Looking at the girl's terrified appearance, he laughed and felt a happy emotion in his heart.

Sometimes, while working, Watanabe wonders if this cruel pleasure is the reward mechanism that humans should have at the top of the food chain, but that most people are now suppressed by the hypocrisy of civilization.

"That's why we have to liberate our free nature."

As if chanting a 'spell', he murmured silently, waved his hand, and told the corpse dogs to quickly dispose of the few people who had unfortunately been chosen as 'meat food', and do a good job of storing them, so that they could eat for a few more days.

Click.

It was the sound of a corpse dog biting its throat.

The girl's blood splashed onto the bright yellow plastic raincoat and dripped onto the floor that she had carefully wiped clean the day before.

Toru Watanabe bent down and rubbed it with his fingers, put it in his mouth and sucked the taste.

And so he got a kind of intoxication that was more mellow than drinking spirits.

"It's a ......"

"Supremely wonderful."

Although it has only been a few months since this work has been carried out.

But Toru Watanabe felt that he had adapted to this kind of life, and he was gradually about to become the kind of 'real living human' that Mr. Ishii called him.