Chapter 1188 – 1188. 15Th Day
The yakuza ascended the stairs with murderous looks on their faces.
Thick beads of sweat dotted their grim visages.
‘These stairs are a pain in the ass. They were a pain even when I came up in the cool dawn, but now…’
It was the middle of summer. And under the blazing sun.
Climbing hundreds of stairs in this goddamn weather where you sweat just standing still? It must be hell.
They must be cursing their boss in their minds. It was obvious.
The bastards had already climbed more than halfway up the stairs.
‘Come up a little more.’
I waited, calming my twitching hands. It wasn’t time yet.
As the yakuza got closer, they started yelling. They threatened with voices that sounded like they were gargling phlegm.
“Baka-yarō!!”
“You made us go through this hell?”
“We’ll kill you!!”
I sneered at them and flipped them the bird. The enraged yakuza ran up the stairs with a ferocious momentum. But that only lasted a moment. Their legs slowed again. They were busy panting and wiping away the sweat.
‘They’re almost 80% up. And there aren’t any yakuza who didn’t climb the stairs…’
I rummaged through my pocket and pulled out the Blood Pills.
Three Blood Pills.
The right amount without any life-threatening side effects.
I swallowed all three Blood Pills at once.
My vision turned red, and tears of blood flowed from my eyes. My senses sharpened, and my body felt lighter.
‘If I eat just one more Blood Pill… Damn it. Does this have addictive properties?’
I reached behind me and flicked my fingers. A man in black clothes, who had been waiting, approached and gave me a door. A fresh door I had just taken from the shrine.
‘And a sacred door.’
I laid the door flat on the ground and climbed on top of it. Then, I slid down as if I were snowboarding. It was usually impossible. But with the slope of these stairs and my weight, it was more than possible.
The door board slid down. The yakuza were startled and raised their weapons. I also pulled out my katana from my waist. The one in front was terrified and threw himself to the side to avoid me.
The second one couldn’t dodge. He was badly cut and fell. I got off the door board. The door continued down the stairs, colliding with the yakuza. The yakuza lost their balance and fell backward. There were more yakuza behind them. A human domino was complete.
“Kuaaaaaaak!”
The yakuza fell, tangled with each other, and tumbled down the stairs. It was a snowball. As it went down, the human sphere grew larger and larger. Well, there was a limit. It didn’t get any bigger after a certain point. Instead, many yakuza were crushed to death by the human sphere.
The stairs were instantly covered in blood. More than half were incapacitated. It was a satisfying result.
Now all that was left was the fight.
Those who were lucky enough, or had excellent reflexes, to avoid the human domino. I had to kill them.
“You bastard!!”
A yakuza with a katana charged at me. I easily dodged his attack and swung my sword. The blade grazed his neck. I grabbed the falling man by the collar and held him up in front of me like a shield.
Bang, bang, bang!
Gunshots rang out. The bullets hit the corpse shield. The bullets couldn’t penetrate the thick corpse shield.
I stuck close to them and fought. I wouldn’t back down. I had to stick close to survive.
“Damn it! Don’t shoot! We’re getting hit!”
“Stab him in the gut with your swords!”
“He took Blood Pills! We’ll take Blood Pills too! Hurry and take them!”
“Do you really think anything will change just because you take Blood Pills?”
I sneered at the yakuza and swung my katana. Blood Pills not only increased physical abilities but also had an awakening effect. They increased concentration. But they didn’t give you experience you didn’t have. The difference in experience between them and me was like heaven and earth.
‘You think you can beat me without guns? You guys?’
I cut down the ones I saw and went down.
The stairs were slippery with blood, so I had to be especially careful when going down. If I fell once, it was over.
And I put someone in front of me. Whether they were alive or dead didn’t matter. I needed a shield to be safe from the guns. I didn’t trust bulletproof vests that much.
‘If possible, a living one is better as a shield.’
Because if a living comrade was caught in my hands, they would hesitate.
“This is insane…!”
“What kind of monster is that?!!”
The yakuza were horrified.
I focused even more on the fight. In this crimson world, all I saw were enemies to kill. I dodged their attacks and took their lives with the sword in my hand.
It felt like standing on the edge of a building rooftop without a safety line.
It was precarious.
There was no full recovery. The cooldown was still more than 2 hours away.
If I died here, it was over.
‘This is fun! How long has it been since I felt this…!’
A blade was coming. It was shorter than the katana I held. The blade was aimed at the carotid artery in my neck. I swallowed and raised my neck. The tip of the blade grazed my neck. My neck was slightly cut, and blood came out.
His attack was over, so it was my turn. I pretended to swing my sword and kicked him in the abdomen. He rolled down the stairs and collided with his comrade. The fate of the comrade who lost his balance was also sealed.
Kill, kill, kill.
I went down, killing everything I saw.
Sway.
I almost lost my balance. My body was burning hot, and my muscles were screaming that they had reached their limit. But that wasn’t the reason. I thought there were stairs below, but I had already reached the bottom.
“…You. Are you a modified human created by Kaminoyama?”
Kizaki was in front of me. He stared at me with wide eyes and pointed a gun at me. There were four yakuza next to him.
I quietly checked my surroundings. The remaining yakuza were the five in front of me.
“Do I look like a modified human like Shibata?”
“You’re not a modified human? Do you think what you did is possible for a normal human!!”
“I took Blood Pills.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! There’s a limit to Blood Pills!”
“That’s your limit.”
I raised my blood-soaked sword.
Kizaki was about to yell at me but stopped. He spoke in a calmer voice than before.
“…I don’t want to eliminate a talent like you with my own hands. Come to us. We’ll give you a good deal.”
“Oh? That’s an offer I want. I accept.”
“Is that so.”
Kizaki pulled the trigger, and I raised my left arm to protect my head and charged at him. He had no intention of letting me live. Nearly 100 yakuza had died at my hands. And he was going to recruit me? That was absurd.
He was an excellent shooter. My left hand was tattered. Thanks to the Blood Pills, it didn’t hurt. I wouldn’t die from shock either.
Kizaki’s gun lowered. He was quick-witted. He knew that the head was hard to hit, so he aimed for my chest. But my chest was protected by a bulletproof vest.
“Don’t just stand there, stop him!!”
“Yes!”
Four yakuza charged at me at the same time. My concentration, which had been pushed to the limit, hadn’t faded yet. Their movements looked slow. It felt like I was using a fleeting moment.
I swung my blade in that fleeting gap. The four of them fell, clutching their necks.
Kizaki stared at me with eyes that saw an incomprehensible monster.
“What the hell are you…!”
I was going to answer, but I stopped. He was going to die anyway.
The sword cut through the air and reached Kizaki’s neck.
“Kuaaaaaaak!”
I was going to cut his neck in one go, but the blade was damaged, and I couldn’t even cut halfway through. I threw away the sword and charged at Kizaki. I grabbed Kizaki’s head and slammed it into the ground with all my might. After repeating it a few times, his head was crushed.
‘It’s over.’
I slumped down on the floor.
My heated body slowly cooled down.
I didn’t let go of the tension, but I held it loosely. There might still be someone alive.
‘In this situation, the ones who are pretending to be dead will keep pretending to be dead. Or they’ll run into the mountains.’
I looked at my left arm. It was tattered. Two hours until full recovery.
‘I’ll have to hold out with Blood Pills.’
I was going to take a Blood Pill as soon as the effect wore off. There would be side effects, but I only had to hold out for two hours.
After a little time, the miko, Nakagami Risa, and Hagawa Ryoko walked towards me. The miko’s loyal subordinates were cleaning up the corpses.
The miko was smiling faintly as she looked at me. It was unexpected. It hadn’t been long since I met her, but I knew that she wasn’t someone who openly showed her emotions.
“Sung Yoojin. I’ve confirmed your abilities. It’s truly… fantastic.”
“I’m glad you like my skills.”
Hagawa Ryoko was looking at me with a complicated expression. She came over and gave first aid to my tattered left arm. Thanks to her, I might not need to take a Blood Pill.
“This is absurd. What’s your real identity? Are you even human?”
“I’m human. But I didn’t expect you to help me. Don’t you want me dead?”
“15 days. I’m different from you. I keep my promises.”
“Heh. You’re not calling me a Joseonjin?”
“Sh-shut up, Joseonjin.”
I looked at Nakagami Risa, who had been quiet since earlier. I was surprised to see her. She was smiling and trembling. Her eyes were full of joy and pleasure as she looked at me. What was even more surprising was that her right hand was inside her pants.
Of course, her hand was moving roughly.
“Haaah, I-I can’t take it anymore…!”
Nakagami Risa ripped off her pants and panties. Her smooth white pussy was twitching. She staggered towards me. She forcibly took off my blood-soaked pants and fondled my dick. My dick immediately got hard, and she quickly climbed on top of me.
“Haaaaaaaaaah!”
Nakagami Risa, who had reached her climax in an instant, wet herself. She didn’t stop. She didn’t care about my orgasm at all and kept moving her hips. I took off her top with my right hand and touched her swaying breasts.
I wanted to have sex anyway. Nakagami Risa’s actions were very welcome. The desire for blood turned into the pleasure of sex.
“……”
“……”
The miko and Hagawa Ryoko’s gazes were strange.
“Hnnng, ah! Aah!”
Squeak, squeak.
Nakagami Risa’s and my lower bodies were soaked in a transparent, sticky liquid. It was all Nakagami Risa’s fluids. That strange smell covered the smell of blood.
“Haaaaaaaaaah!”
Nakagami Risa screamed and fell backward. But her lower body was proudly raised. She convulsed in front of everyone, scattering her lewd fluids everywhere.
‘She’s an amazing woman.’
I was impressed by Nakagami Risa and looked at the miko and Hagawa Ryoko.
“You guys take off your clothes too.”
“I, I…”
“Yes. I understand.”
Hagawa Ryoko hesitated, and the miko boldly took off her clothes and came over to me. Just like Nakagami Risa, she started to enjoy herself by moving her hips and swallowing my dick.
‘Her pussy is soaking wet. Is this woman like Risa too?’
Compared to these two, Hagawa Ryoko was normal.
I stared at Hagawa Ryoko, and she bit her lip and took off her clothes.
“A promise is a promise…”
Two hours passed quickly.
