Chapter 42

"No way.... I'm not Yamamoto."

The man shouts in the darkness and tramples his foot on the floor hoping I change my opinion.

But the tall physique and those little gestures matches Yamamoto-san of my knowledge.

"Is this a ballet?"

He took out his balaclava and a familiar was voice of Yamamoto was heard.

Is my bad premonition accurate?

"What are you doing ... Please put down that dangerous thing. It's fine now."

He ignored my words and approached me.

A smile appeared on his face unlike his usual sulking appearance.

But its not the smile which I wanted.

His eyes are bloody, corners of his mouth is lifted and evilly distorted. I didnt want to see such a smile.

I shiver seeing the expression which isnt sane.

"You know what game I am playing and what I am thinking now."

I do a full head rotation while retreating.

There can be only one purpose here.

"... to hinder the game?"

"Oh, yes. When I looked at the game that Yoshio was playing, I saw the same name which appeared in my game's past logs."

"You talking about the base of Monocular Red Demon?"

"Bingo. You're really a college graduate."

I am not happy to be praised while seeing that weapon.

Gams and other called each other name when they attacked the base. Does it remain in the past log?

If that happened then it would be useless even if the image is blurred.

"If you don't do anything, you can't stop the raid. Just wait for the last raid to end."

"This is a crime. Please stop this stupid act!"

"So, if I told you to stop playing the game would you stop?"

"...that is impossible"

The front door is locked. Escape from the window?

But both my smartphone and PC are on the second floor. If he ignores me and destroyed them then there will be no way to help the villagers. If that happens then there would be nothing to regret.

"If you don't do anything, I will do nothing. I became drunk and came to my colleague's house and we got into a quarrel. I found this crowbar in the toolbox at the front door."

The spot where my father keeps the unorganized stuff is there.

"You think people will believe that?"

"The public which believe which one, a normal guy or a NEET for a long time?"

... I can't refute that.

My social status is at the very bottom because of my NEET days. Although Yamamoto-san seems to have dropped out of high school, he continued to work and return his parents debt.

He is well-received and his work in the company is highly evaluated.

If you know this information, which one will one usually believe? Which side the world be on?...There is no need to think.

"I don't want to hurt you because I don't want to be a criminal so stay calm and still. You will lose in the game, but you can get money in this raid. How about half the money?"

If I dont do anything, I wont get hurt and I will get money.

In the first place, the game was free. I will never be able to see the villagers again but if the characters in the game die because of me...

"Mr. Yamamoto. Please tell me one thing."

"What are you talking about?"

"Did you feel guilty when you attacked the village? Do you ever think of seeing such real characters being killed?"

It was a simple question.

People like live-action images are being killed.

Some would have begged for their lives.

Elderly and Children would also have been killed.

Did he feel anything when he saw it?

"What are you saying? the quality is real life like but its just a game after all. Even if its a real person in the news, they are just strangers. Why would I be hurt or crying?"

Really.....so thats the feeling.

"Certainly, watching the news does not shake my emotions but the NPC in this game lives so hard that I can only think of them as living person. I was a NEET but they are not strangers to me."

I stare at Yamamoto.

It seems silly to expose yourself to danger for the characters in the game but they are life my family and my benefactors.

I cant sell out the benefactors who saved me.

"Isn't that stupid? I thought I could get along with you but I'm sorry."

"Mr. Yamamoto, will you reconsider?"

"I've been struggling all the time. I was a teenager who dropped out of high school because of a low-income family and worked just to return the parents debts. Do you who lives without any troubles really understand the value of money? "

He hit me on the front due to his frustration and anger.

"You seem to have lived a life without any working for ten years. Do you know how much money is needed in a year to feed you? Really...do you understand?"

I cannot say anything.

... I am unhappy.

... The world is bad.

Just because you are not bothering others doesn't mean that you are not a problem to them.

I have been deceiving myself and living.....what can I say?

"I don't have a background in education or special talent, I have finally gotten a chance. If I dont know about the future then how could I know if its beautiful or not.... I know ...this is how society works."

I cant retaliate.

I let go of my chance without utilizing my blessed situation and did not make any efforts. Whatever I say, it will be just be empty words. It will not affect Mr. Yamamoto's heart.

There is not power in my words.

"Hey, why is Yoshio crying? So this is where you cry."

Crying? I am crying now?

Am I sympathetic to Mr. Yamamoto's situation or is it for my misery? I don't even know which but my tears did not stop.

"Yamamoto-san is fine. He is much better than me."

"Do you hate monks who have lived without any trouble?"

"No, I didn't even realize that I was blessed and did nothing for ten years. With just a little courage I could have did anything. I thought that my life was unhappy."

Its frustrating that the sooner I would have noticed, the more different future would have awaited me.

I could have made Seika happy.

I may have been able to get rid of my family concerns.

I didnt do anything and was just a burden to everyone.

"Huh, it's a cheap sympathy, but if you think so, don't look it and be silent. It's the last wave of Temptation of Evil God."

Yamamoto shows off the screen of his smartphone.

"The Temptation of the Evil God Last Wave""

It was flashing red.

"This is the last attack on which I have put all of my fotune. If I cant make a base fall then its the game over....I will perish."

Dozens or may hundreds of monsters are swarming the base.

I dont think that the villagers can handle that number.

There are strong monsters which I have never seen. If I use Golem Summon then it might be possible or they will be annihilated.

Gams, Chem, Carol, Laila, Lodis, Murus, Ran, Kan.....my precious villagers will be killed.

How can I help the villagers.

Something has to be done, my impatience was accumulating...the sound of the door opening was heard.

"I heard a loud voice, have your friends came?"

THe door opens and Seika meets my eye.

Why at the worst timing!

"Well, who? Robber?"

"Dint make a noise!"

Yamamoto swings the crowbar towards Seika-

My face turns pale and my while body heats up as if burning.

I moved unconsciously.

I got over the sofa between Yamamoto and me and it him with a tackle.

The opponent was petite so he hit the wall due to the momentum.

If I can steal the crowbar and hold him down then I can block his movements.

At that moment I felt a severe pain, something hit my back.

"Guh ah!"

I was beaten by the crowbar.

"The idiot is coming over to the blade. You're really bad!"

Repeated shocks run on my back.

The pain continues twice, thrice. The heave object hits my back many times.

It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts.

There is no voice in my mouth due to the far too much pain. The blood which was boiling, now feels surprisingly cold.

Maybe some of the bones are broken. There are actors who fight with broken bones but now I can affirm that it is a lie. I am going crazy with the pain.

What did I do to experience such painful feeling when I was only trying to help? I am not a many with such a sense of justice.

I dont feel my hand holding down the opponent due to the pain.

It would be easier if I fall down like this.....

But I never let go of his hand.

Seika will be attacked if we are separated. I have decided to never regret again.

"Escape ... R. Escape quickly, c ... Ret!"

"But!"

To the simmering cry, I

"No more regrets ... no more! Seika, run away!"

I shouted with my last power.

She nodded with grunted face with tears and shouted, "I'm calling for help!"

She tried to get out of the door which was kept open.

"Trying to escape."

Yamamoto shakes his crowbar in his demon like appearance and trys to throw it at Seika.

Looking back Seika's face is in despair.

I have to stop him. I think so but my body isnt moving anymore.

Please move!

I tried to reach out, ignoring the pain in my whole body.

My hand-could barely grab Yamamoto's wrist.

"Dont stop me ... yeah, what is this?

I was afraid of the worst moment and unintentionally closed my eyes but there was no pain or scream and instead I heard confused Yamamoto voice.

When I open my eyes, I see him staring at his arm.

"What's going on? Why is my arm not moving?What's wrong with my arm!"

His right arm has changed to a stone like color and texture.

"What, what? You did it!"

In front of Yamamoto's gaze while he was shouting was Destiny.

Unexpectedly ...

It walked calmly towards us in this state.

"Ahhh, a monster is approaching! What's this yellow lizard! Hey, dont come here!"

It climbs on the scar Yamamoto-san's stone-like arm. It spits a purple smoke from its mouth from a close range.

Yamamoto starts coughing violently and falls down while shedding tears and runny nose.

"Well, whats that lizard ...... a lizard ..."

Slightly confused Seika suddenly becomes surprised and terrified. She sits on the floor and repeats the same words like a broken recorder.

Destiny walked in front of the beauty and licked her face.

"Hiuuuu"

Seika turns white and faints.

Suddenly thrown into a situation where her face is licked by a lizard with whom she is not very good, hardly can her spirit endure it.

I tried to thank him in my pain but there was no voice.

Destiny was was staring at me, turned its hand towards a purse and approached the purse which was left on his desk and brought it.

This is...a drug which was sent as a tribute from Murus.

It holds the bottle with its lid open and brings it to my mouth. Does he wants to say drink it?

I managed to open my mouth and Destiny poured in the contents.

Pain disappears as if it was a lie. It has an immediate effect when swallowed.

When I try to move my limbs, there is no pain or discomfort. I flip over my clothes and see where I was beaten but there was no bruising.

No. Now is not the time to be impressed with the effectiveness of the drug. The Village! What happened to the village?

I see a smartphone lying in front of me while in hurry to go upstairs.

Did Destiny bring it from the second floor?

There were burning fences and bloody villagers on the screen of the smartphone.