Part 16

There are two things in this chapter that I'm not sure about.

1) This stuff. It's mostly the stuff of the original Yasuke (since he looks cool). And in addition of what I have in mind. This will be the last time and will only affect performance and that's it. So, you can scroll through.

2) This is the main event of this chapter. It doesn't seem to me to be something that should have been written. It also seems like it's going to be bad.

(From the author right now: when I tried to post the chapter then, a kanji-related warning came up that I didn't really understand, but I'll replace them with "&" just in case anyway.

I'll post this snippet in the comments uncensored.)

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As I was driving along, I had a rather interesting idea, or rather if I think back to this morning, yesterday morning then, I got a notice, and I knew exactly what the notice was. It was a [System Coin] enrollment notification, and it was pretty easy to calculate that 10 of those coins had already been accumulated today, and I could have made a clean conscience about trying to cast those coins.

Which I did by opening the familiar but somewhat forgotten [Slot Machine], and then a window opened up that I haven't visited in 10 years, which is quite a long time, especially in a situation like this. In honor of the fact that I was able to accumulate so much money, the [Slot Machine] decided to add another button that said [10x] to mark the occasion.

Without much hesitation I pressed it, I could, of course, open one at a time, but with my luck I don't think anything would change. With such thoughts in front of me in a small screen appeared as many as ten animations of opening containers, and after they stopped, they lit up with a bright light, and after displayed ten different icons with equipment which not for slow I began to read.

[Scalpel of Adamantium]

[Item Class: Legendary]

[Bonuses: None]

[Skills: Self Disinfecting. Indestructible. Sharpness.]

[Description: Scalpel made of the hardest material in the Marvel world. It cannot be shattered or broken, which means it will never lose its sharpness. It is always in perfect disinfected condition.]

[Weapon attachment.]

[Item class: mystical]

[Type: disposable.]

[Skill: Weapon binding.]

[Description: once you choose an item to bind, it does not matter how far or where the item is, you can return it to your inventory at any time. Bind cannot be erased]

[Black pants]

[Item class: Legendary]

[Bonuses:

Dexterity +25

Endurance +25

Defense +20

Stamina Consumption Rate -50%

Stamina regeneration speed +20%]

[Skills: Self-mending. Self-cleaning. Size-adjusting.]

[Description: Ordinary black pants, which because of something give the person who wears them improved abilities in athletics and running.]

[Shabby Black Tie.]

[Item Class: Legendary].

[Bonuses:

Charisma +30

Intelligence +30]

[Skills: Self-mending. Self-cleaning. Fit to size.]

[Description: A shabby black tie with red patterns on it. Somehow can make a person smarter and more attractive.

[Belt.]

[Item Class: Legendary].

[Bonuses:

Strength +15

Dexterity +15

Defense +10

Stamina +15]

[Skills: Self-mending. Self-cleaning. Fit to size.]

[Description: simple black belt with a plaque made of silver. In an obscure way, slightly improves the user's physical readings.]

[Flip flops].

[Item Class: Legendary]

[Bonuses:

Dexterity +20

Endurance +20

Running Speed +50%]

[Skills: Self-mending. Self-cleaning. Fit to size.]

[Description: brown leather flip flops with steel inserts. Always fit comfortably on your feet. Have a strange barrier that keeps foreign objects from getting into them. Because of their comfort allows you to run much faster].

[Brooch of Hope Peak].

[Item class: General]

[Bonus:

Charisma +5

Intelligence +5]

[Skills: None.]

[Description: Ordinary red Peak of Clothes brooch. Given to each student. Those who wear it get more attention from people because of its popularity.]

[Mechanical Watch.]

[Item Class: Unusual]

[Bonus:

Power +20

You always know the exact time]

[Skills: Fit to size. Susceptibility to oxidation.]

[Description: Ordinary mechanical tantalum watch.]

[Underpants.]

[Item Class: Legendary].

[Bonuses:

Health regeneration +25.

When nothing is worn over them, it gives +50 to Charisma.]

[Skills: Self-mending. Self-cleaning. Size-adjusting.]

[Description: Silky panties with a pattern of green crosses. In a strange way, all these crosses, which are placed all around the perimeter restore health. They also always fit in the most comfortable way].

[Necklace of Easy Luck.]

[Item Class: Rare]

[Bonuses:

Luck +3]

[Skills: Self-mending. Self-cleaning. Fit to size.]

[Description: Lucky ring made of gold, which gives the wearer some luck.]

After reading it, I tried to fight the urge to cover my eyes with my hand, but I lost that urge and my eyes closed, and then they covered with my hand, trying to show my desire not to see it. The pity of course was that it didn't help and I could still see it all. With a thought of closing the system I tried once more to breathe to fight the scream that was bursting from my mouth, but this time I succeeded. With determination I opened my eyes while opening the [Inventory] in parallel, and began to look at everything in order.

The first thing that lay next to all the junk that was placed in the inventory was a scalpel and as the name says a rather unusual scalpel, and made of a virtually indestructible material from the world of Marvel. It was cool of course, but as always, a bit useless and the only thing that made it useful was that it was disinfected, which meant that I could practically do surgery with it at any time, but it really doesn't make my hands any cleaner, but maybe in the future something will.

Dipping my hand into my pocket, I called for this scalpel. I could have just pulled it out, but I wasn't sure if there were any cameras, and explaining that I was an " Ultimate Magician" and that I could pull things out of thin air was not part of my plan. When my hand grasped something, I pulled it out in front of my face so that a scalpel appeared in front of me. An ordinary scalpel of a darker color, which, because of its properties, smells like alcohol. Of course, it could probably cut metal, but I had nothing to test it on, and there was no reason to. But that wasn't why I got it, anyway.

The second item in my inventory was the so-called [Weapon Bind], which I took out, but from a different pocket. Looking at it, I saw a normal paper with the inscription "&&&&" written on it, which consisted of four kanji "system" (&), "love" (&), "from" (&) and "sword" (&). After looking closely, I realized that it reminded me of something, but from a past life, but I couldn't remember what it was at all. But I think it looks like plagiarism, not an original idea.

(From the author: so, the inscription was taken from Naruto and the Flying Thunder God Technique, but the kanji "endurance" (&) was changed to "system" (&). Since I think by endurance you mean chakra, and there's no such thing here, so I just replaced it with system. But as you understand I do not know, so I hope that this is correct at least 50%).

But anyway, I don't have time to indulge in memories and try to remember things that are useless to me. I put this piece of paper to the scalpel, following the instructions that came to my mind. And just muttered the word "Bind" to myself, whereupon a small light was seen in my hands, which a second later disappeared and which I covered with my hands on all sides. As I spread my hands apart, I saw two objects in my hands that had changed slightly, the first was a piece of paper that had lost its inscription and looked like an ordinary unremarkable piece of paper.

The second object was a scalpel on which this inscription appeared, it was black in color and was sort of written on it, but rubbing it with my fingernail I did not see that it had any effect, but it was written in the description. And it would at least be able to be justified in some way by saying it was a sticker. It was also the best thing to put it on, anything else just didn't make sense, and it was a shame to lose such a thing. And of course, as I had said many times, it was enough for me.

Having put it in my pocket, and then in the most secure place that I had, I began to look further. And then I had a batch of clothes, which in general gave a lot of nice bonuses and affected all the physical characteristics with the help of which I can bring all my characteristics to 100. But, why do I feel like some character image I don't know is being assembled out of all this? And those flip flops...creepy.

The next item was the Peak of Hope brooch, which was completely useless to me, giving me a minimal boost in stats that I'm certainly not going to give up, but for now I don't have much right to wear it so I don't have to ask too many questions. So it's going into inventory to wait for better times, for when I'm already enrolled in Hope Peak.

A mechanical tantalum watches. Giving a pretty big bonus to strength and giving me personally some symbolic value, being used in pretty good quantities in medicine. Despite the fact that it's a pretty strong material, which is considered one of the strongest, this is how the system added oxidation protection to it as well. They looked like a silver-white watch in the inventory, which looked classy and cool. So, I think when I get home, I'll wear them.

And underpants... yes... In Danganronpa this is a free time event. And these underpants are part of that event. They looked, of course, strange, white, and there are green crosses of various sizes all over the area in random places and from the outside you can tell they resemble the effect of a healing spell or potion. And sure, they look as bad as possible, but the bonus to health regeneration completely covers that disadvantage and all the embarrassment I'm going to experience.

And oh yeah. The ring of easy luck. That's exactly what I needed. All my life I've wanted one. Sure, I could try giving it to ------ or Mukuro, but I'm still not sure if the other people I've met are playable characters and if the bonuses from the stuff would work on them. So the only thing left to do was put it on myself in hopes of some sort of result.

Such wonderful thoughts I reached my apartment and if you think about it, you can try to rent a normal and in a normal place, but for now it will be right to wait another year, and then navigate the high school. I got out of the car without waiting for the driver to open the door for me, after all we had become quite close over the years, and most of the formality was just gone.

I waved my hand in the side mirror, waited and stood outside watching the car turn the corner, and then went up to my apartment. Before I went up to my apartment I went to my mailbox and opened it, and as usual it was full, of course most of it was delivered directly to my apartment when it was full, but the day had just started.

Mostly, of course, they were gifts from my patients, no one told them my address of course, but I don't think that if someone wanted to, they couldn't find it. Taking out a bag from my pocket, which of course was called from my inventory, I began to put the boxes in this bag. As always, they were various expensive trinkets, some people put money, and some even thought to put alcohol in the gifts, and clearly not the cheapest. Some people weren't even stopped by my age, of course I wasn't going to drink anyway, even though I had a system where you could just turn on the intoxication, but it just wasn't my thing.

So we already had such a good supply of alcohol and various other things piled up in our apartment. On the plus side, of course, was the fact that these people have learned that I do not live alone and quite often in things came across female things, which were even the size of my girlfriends. Because of this, the girls began to accumulate a good closet, which, of course, mostly used -------. But even so, they still had to go shopping.

Where the door was already open, and from the opening I could see the familiar interested ------- eye, and which disappeared as soon as I saw it.

As I approached the door, I began to open it, which for some unknown reason was open and stepping inside as if I had just got here ------ and already wanted to say something, but quickly lifting my finger interrupted her I took off my shoes and spoke.

"I'm going to change now and let's go. So you can go get dressed." - I already knew what she wanted to say.

At my words ------ just nodded quickly and ran off somewhere, and then I heard the sound of the door closing and how someone began to rummage through things. Putting all the things near the door, I doomed to sigh and went to the bathroom. On my way to the bathroom, I realized that I did not hear my second roommate in the house. And she's probably on her morning run again, I don't know why, but lately she wanted to improve her fitness, when I had free time in the mornings I usually jogged with her and I had to say her fitness was on a pretty good level as it was.

The funny thing was that she came up to me to help with that. To buy exercise equipment even though we had a common budget that they could use, but to this she said that she didn't know anything about it herself and that's what she needed my help with, to pick the most effective workout, a diet that would supply her body with all the necessary components. So I did it with pleasure, though not for a very long time, it was not difficult for me and it was pleasant for her.

Going into the bathroom, I went through the whole room with my gaze, trying to find any extra stuff. I certainly didn't have a lot of skills involved, but I don't think they expect anything incredible from a child. Unfortunately, I got strangely paranoid and started to think that cameras might be planted in my house, which never happened, but it's still worth reassuring myself that ----- might be filming them.

I instantly summoned a full set of clothes and looked in the mirror. And everything looked about the same as it did on the icons. And I had to admit it was pretty damn comfortable, tapping the toe of my boots on the floor a couple of times to make sure it was comfortable. On my hand was a white watch that looked pretty classy, and around my neck was a fun silver necklace, which was more like a regular silver chain with a few rings on it. Looking at my stats, I saw [Luck: ∞+3] in them, and it was weird, a freaking broken system. And it's hard to tell if it's broken in a good or bad way. And just as I expected, all my stats went over 100, but I never got anything, I just have to wait for my personal stats to go up. Several times dressed and removed the clothes I realized that this I did not feel, at least personally did not feel, perhaps the overall parameters and will fall, but it will not be a problem. So it would be safe to take my clothes off.

Walking out of the bathroom I heard the sound of the front door opening, heading towards it I saw Mukuro. Her short black hair was tied up in a small ponytail, and she herself was dressed in gym clothes consisting of gray shorts and the same color t-shirt, which was practically drenched in sweat. She herself was trying to breathe as much air into her chest as she could because she was out of breath when she ran here. When she saw me, she tried to say something but couldn't, so she smiled lightly and made a nod of greeting.

"Hello to you, too, Mukuro." - I said to her. "And don't forget to drink some water to restore the fluids in your body."

This was already said in her wake. To this she only nodded again, because again she didn't get to say anything. And, to my surprise, at the same moment there was the sound of another door opening, from which ------ immediately came out and shouted Mukuro greeting to the whole apartment. Usually, it took her much longer to get ready, and I thought I had at least another half hour. But looking at the light blue dress she was wearing, I realized that all she had to do was put it on and comb her hair, which made her look like a little princess. Hell, if it hadn't been for the Gamer Mind, I'm sure I would have reacted much louder, but I had to admit that she really was pretty as hell.

"How do you like me?" - she said in a happy voice and twirled around causing her dress to start developing in all directions.

"Beautiful as ever." - I didn't quibble or gloss over anything.

At this she smiled and her cheeks flushed with a lovely pink blush. All I had to do was smile and turn to leave so as not to embarrass her further. Behind me I could hear her baby feet walking across the floor in the heels she wore to make her look taller, but she was still at my nose level. I'm really glad I'm so tall and it's clearly not the limit. I wonder...if there are any height settings in the settings. But that's a matter for another day.

"Y-you look beautiful, too." - it was already a faint voice coming out from ------.

"Thank you." - I had nothing else to say.

When I opened the door in front of ------, I let her go ahead of me, and then I followed her out the door. After shutting the door behind me, I don't think there was any point in locking it, since Mukuro was in the house, and there were a bunch of government workers around and there was no need to worry about her at the very least. Once downstairs, ------, in her familiar habit, took me by the hand and led me in the direction she wanted to go.

(Missing time by four hours.)

It was horrible. Basically, there was nothing else I could have hoped for. It certainly wasn't particularly difficult, I just morally didn't like shopping, especially me, someone who doesn't need my clothes at all, it certainly looks strange to other people and ------ has tried to put something else on me instead of my shirt a bunch of times and bought me a bunch of clothes to change and even now half the clothes here were mine. And the most suspicious thing is that even without measuring it I knew perfectly well that it fit me, it was as if ------ knew all my sizes by heart, centimeter by centimeter. But that's crazy. Yeah. Yeah?

But now, I'm definitely going to get back at her. Knowing how much it will hurt her to think that I have now stopped changing clothes altogether and have been walking around in the same batch of clothes for years that even fit me perfectly, despite the fact that I am growing. It's more likely to make her think that I have a stash of clothes somewhere, she probably can't find her place because of that.

After correcting my right hand, which was clutching five bags, I looked at ------, who was coming out of another store, but this time from the grocery store, which meant that today's hike was at an end. She had two big bags in each hand, which made her look a little comical because she was walking like a penguin and I definitely could not take more than one bag in my hands, and we both had an unspoken agreement that she would carry the groceries when I would carry everything else, but it made sense, not to make her lug all those dozens of bags. So she decided to take on at least something on her thin and delicate hands.

"Let's go cut down here." - She said after ten minutes of walking.

She pointed to the usual dark alleyway in which something bad usually happens, and it usually happens just at times like this. I didn't feel anything, of course, and I had the feeling that everything was fine and it was an ordinary, unremarkable alley, but it was still an unpleasant feeling, you could tell because of the brains and the clichés that had become entrenched in them. Even my intuition didn't say anything, and all my characteristics and skills were silent too, but then again, maybe it had something to do with my luck. She was basically right, and normally we would take a longer route to walk with each other, but she was clearly having a hard time carrying the bags, so she decided to cut the whole trip short. But.

"Does it have to be here?" - I expressed my suspicion to the place.

"What do you mean?" - she said with incomprehension.

"I don't know." - There was a sound of doubt in my voice. "I have a bad feeling about this."

"Don't worry." - She tried to reassure me. "It's going to be okay."

And then she walked forward with a confident stride, showing me that everything was okay. I basically had no choice but to follow her, trying to look around carefully. Trash, trash, and garbage, it was all as usual for this place. And to my suspicion, all was well, until we turned the corner where there was a dead end. Seriously?! Who makes alleys into a cul-de-sac, and why? I wish I could find that person and put him on a stake. As I started to turn, I felt something hit my head.

Darkness.

Would have been if I didn't have a system. It was a pretty hard and most frighteningly practiced blow to the back of my head, which is usually followed by two paths, either to the ground or to the ground. My eyes were practically double and spinning, so I couldn't make out anything, but my hands went over the bags I had unknowingly dropped, and the familiar blue sign in the lower right corner, which I finally had the strength to concentrate on, flashed before my eyes, as if hinting that I should have clicked on it. I didn't know what was going on with ------, and for her I feared the most. In a normal situation, a person would have experienced a monstrous fear and incomprehension, if of course he could have experienced anything. But, fortunately for me, in my case, normal situations are no longer possible. So practically with a calm mind I clicked on the blinking window, which instantly opened and revealed its contents. Not wasting any more time, I began to read.

[- 140 Health]

[Stun status imposed]

[Dexterity reduced by 70%]

[Your vision and hearing lose clarity, and you gain the effect of dizziness.]

[Chance to interrupt 13%/ Chance to pass out 87%]

[Duration 9:55]

The timer that was at the very bottom dropped for another second while I was closing the window and was left hanging in the upper left corner as a circle of white, and the piece that had passed was becoming transparent. Trying to wipe my eyes with one hand, trying to achieve at least some effect, it was certainly quite difficult to do in a lying position, but I did it, though not achieving any effect.

As I looked up, my thoughts and consciousness emptied. My eyes met ------'s, but unlike the happiness and joy I'd had for the past few hours, now there was only despair and pain, and there were streams of tears in the corners of her eyes, but even in spite of her apparently bad situation, there was excitement in her eyes as she looked at me.

On pure will and effort I tried to gather my gaze into one, which, to my delight, I succeeded in doing and I wish I hadn't done, my gaze filled with shock at what I saw. Although it was already clear what I saw there. A fat man in I don't know what dirty clothes, had torn her dress ------ which made her breasts fall out and which the man was squeezing, and his other hand was flailing back and forth at a rapid speed at his waist, then he ripped off the rest of her clothes with one hand and with the same hand he took hold of her throat and began to strangle her, while his other hand again went all over her body, rubbing where there was any clothing left at all.

The eyes of ------ looked at me with pleading eyes, and the worst part was that she was not asking me to save her or at least help her somehow, but asking me to leave, so that nothing else would happen to me.

I didn't see it, of course, but I knew that my look of shock instantly flooded with rage. I knew I had to do something now, and delay was no longer an option. My hand dropped to the ground to try to stabilize my body, but instead of dropping to the ground it dropped to some object, and then it slipped so that I almost fell again, but the hand that had been placed in time prevented me from hitting my face on the ground.

Looking at the object that prevented me from lifting up, I saw a brick, a regular brick, which already had a trace of blood and without much effort I could understand that it was the object that hit me on the back of the head. Without thinking twice, my hand closed on the brick, and then with a sharp jerk I stood up.

(An outsider's view.)

The young guy, who was bleeding all over his face and his eyes were clearly wandering all over the place, couldn't get himself together completely. And after he was able to stand up normally, he took his first unsure step, followed by another and another. In the young man's right hand was seen some object, in which on close inspection one could identify a brick, which rose above the head of the other man, who was lying on the girl, and tried to point his hand, with some object in it, somewhere in the girl's groin, who, because of resistance, had not allowed the man to do the thing all the while.

But here the man's hand, which was clenched in a fist with all its might, struck the girl's face several times, causing her to go into shock judging by her eyes and the fact that there was no longer any chance of resistance from her. It was at this very moment that the brick rose to its highest point, and then dropped with sheer force into the back of the man's head.

Despite the unpleasantness of this moment, and as scary as it is to say, but a rather common occurrence, this time there was something unusual. The boy's eyes, which used to be blue, began to undergo a strange transformation and gradually changed from the moment he was on the ground. The color of his eyes, for some unknown reason, began to maneuver into a blood-red color, and the pattern of lines that had previously been in his eyes began to crumble into pieces that began to swirl around his pupil like a whirlpool and split into thousands of little squares that never stopped moving in a clockwise direction under the force of the whirlpool. The most abnormal thing was that the whirlpool itself, as well as some of its parts, went beyond the pupil and moved in the whites of the eye.

(From the author: it's not a sharingan. It's just that people in this world in critical situations/changes in personality or character can change their appearance (which was not explained in any way). But the main character has a system that brings him back to normal).

At the same moment when the brick fell on the man's head and he fell on the girl who was underneath it and who immediately started to get out of it. The boy's eyes then returned to normal, as if nothing had happened or was happening, but a quick glance at the girl's eyes, told him it wasn't just a vision.

Falling to his knees, the boy dropped his hands to the ground in apparent gravity to lean on them, and then the previously mentioned girl was in front of him. She had bruises all over her face, a broken nose and blood coming out of it. Who was wearing only her underwear, which was in a ragged and tattered state.

She crawled over to the boy with all the speed she could do and grabbed his cheeks in order to lift his head and look into his eyes to make sure he was all right, and then tried to look at the boy's head wound, which to her surprise was already completely gone and the only thing hinting at it was the pile of crust that ran down all over the boy's head.

(End of an outsider's view.)