Chapter 7
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 7
Chapter Title: Akatsuki Teacher Rescue Operation 2
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“Puhaha! A mere student dares to execute me? What a joke! Do you even know who I am?!”
I ignore Tanaka's loud ranting and turn my gaze toward Teacher Akatsuki.
Her unfocused, hazy eyes were trembling.
『Dizzy… why… where? Who…? How… no… I can’t think…』
A drugged person's mind sounds like this, huh.
Jumbled and nauseating, just like being high on something.
『No choice but to kill him!』
Tanaka swept back what little hair he had left, putting on a show of leisure as he spoke.
“Kid. If you pretend you saw nothing and leave right now, I’ll let it slide. This Teacher Tanaka is a first-gen survivor of the Great Catastrophe, you know? If you don’t wanna die, scram quietly!”
『The second you turn your back, I’ll blow a hole in your skull!』
Hmph. So he was hiding a gun. I got a little spooked for nothing.
Guns don't work on monsters—the greatest threat to humanity.
In this world, the purpose of firearms is to protect civilians from Rune Holders, not monsters.
Rune Holders occasionally go berserk, straying out of their zones and harming civilians.
Rune Holders are undoubtedly far stronger than ordinary people.
Even they can't stand up to gunpowder weapons, though.
No matter how powerful a Rune Holder, a hole in the head means death.
That said, they can't just go around shooting and lose valuable anti-monster forces.
That's why, even in special zones, guns are permitted only to a privileged few.
There was no way an extra like Tanaka could legally carry one.
Illegal firearm possession. Another charge added.
Whatever. He's dying here anyway— one or two more won't matter.
──Mind Rune, deploy.
I'd picked up a new technique while developing runes.
It's not just passively listening to someone's mind—it's actively interfering with it.
The technique demands precise control, and it won't work if the target's mind is even slightly strong.
But against a weak mind, I can induce hallucinations or auditory illusions.
For someone like Tanaka, mind manipulation was child's play.
He's such a pathetic human that he relies on guns despite the superior physical abilities of Rune Holders.
“Puhaha! You idiot! Running away like a coward! You really thought I'd let you live?!”
Hallucinating something, Tanaka yanked a pistol from his inner pocket and started firing wildly.
-Bang! Bang-bang-bang!
But there was no one where he was shooting.
The bullets sliced through empty air.
And ricocheted noisily off the walls, nothing more.
“Haha! You idiot! Serves you right!”
“Where are you even shooting? That's just my afterimage.”
“What?!”
Tanaka's bloodshot eyes whipped toward me.
I tap his shoulder lightly with the folding fan in my hand.
The next instant.
-Boom──!
A sound no human body should make echoes out.
Blood and chunks of flesh scatter behind Tanaka like flower petals.
“Guh, guaaah──!!”
『My arm! My arm!!』
A wretched scream.
And a wretched mind harmonizing with it.
Tanaka's right arm hits the floor, mangled like shredded paper.
The pistol he'd been gripping drops too.
Survival instinct kicking in, perhaps.
Tanaka presses his spurting right shoulder with his left hand, trying to staunch the flow.
As if that'll save him.
I'm not sparing him anyway.
I pick up the pistol that had rolled right underfoot.
Tanaka was already scrambling toward the lab entrance.
First-gen survivor indeed. His escape speed is impressive.
But can he outrun a bullet?
-Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bullets punch through his remaining left shoulder and both knees.
“Uwaaak! Waaahh!!”
With holes in all his limbs, Tanaka rolls across the floor, splattering filthy blood everywhere.
His screams reverberate through the cramped lab, grating on my ears.
I step on his back like the vermin he is and press the gun barrel to the back of his head.
“Uwaaak! Spare me! Monster! You monster!”
“Shut up.”
“Hiiik, hiiik. What are you! What the hell are you?! Hiik!”
“One more sound, and you die.”
Tanaka's hysterics stop.
He only lets out choked whimpers now.
Even in this state, he doesn't want to die, huh.
Or does he really think staying quiet will get him spared?
But there's no mercy for a rapist like him.
Only death.
『Damn you! I'll kill you! Rip you to shreds! You punk-ass brat!』
Tanaka's mind screams deafeningly.
I grind my foot into his bleeding right knee.
-Crunch, cruuunch.
It sounds just like stepping on an eyeball.
“Uk, uwaaak!! Sp, spare…!”
-Snap!
It shatters completely next.
“Kaaak! Uwaaagak!”
Tanaka clutches the flat, mushy remains of what used to be his knee with his one good hand, howling in agony.
His shin dangles raggedly in the wrong direction.
Even if he survived this, he'd never walk on two legs again.
To spare him a miserable life outside, I'll kill him cleanly.
I'm a merciful guy, after all.
“Answer my questions, and I'll let you live.”
Tanaka thrashes, tears and snot streaming down his face.
“Higuk! I'll answer! Anything! Just spare me! Higuk!”
“What drug did you give Teacher Akatsuki? Where'd you get it? Antidote?”
『Monster aphrodisiac has no antidote! If she pulls through, your big sis gets the same treatment—』
No need to hear the rest.
This time, I decide to crush somewhere other than his knee.
A man's most precious spot.
I step down on it.
Terror floods Tanaka's eyes.
“Hii, hiik! Why, why are you doing this?!”
Rapists don't need something like that anyway.
“A-Akatsuki? For Akatsuki?! I-I'll let you have her too! After me—no, she's yours! Wait! Hold on!! Not there!! Wait!!”
As the pressure builds, Tanaka's voice grows more desperate by the second.
-Kkiiik.
So that's the sound it makes when you crush one.
Tanaka's eyes bulge like they're about to pop out.
“Kk, kkieee──!”
『Aaaah!@#!%@#』
-Squelch.
…My shoe's filthy now.
Guess I'll toss it.
A bloodstain spreads across Tanaka's crotch.
Eyes wide and tongue lolling, he passes out.
“Hmph.”
I should've tormented him more.
Neutralized too quickly.
-Bang!
I blow his head off with the gun.
He's already lost all combat ability, but better safe than accused of overkill.
-Bang! Bang-bang-bang! Click!
Out of bullets.
Blood and brains splatter the floor; an eyeball rolls away.
I leave Tanaka's corpse and head to Teacher Akatsuki.
“Haa, haat, haat….”
The drug was starting to hit her hard; she was panting heavily.
Her red-framed glasses lay on the floor.
I pick them up, start to put them back on her face… then just pocket them instead.
She's prettier without them.
『Aa, body, body hot, sex, dick, pussy, sex, need a man, man, dick, dick—』
…Wish the Mind Rune had an on/off switch.
Think they'll add it in an update?
“Teacher Akatsuki.”
“Haa, haa, who… man…?”
After all that commotion right beside her, she still doesn't recognize me.
Damn potent stuff.
Well, it's meant for monsters.
No normal human could endure it.
She's only hanging on because she's a Rune Holder.
“Snap out of it, teacher.”
“Haa, haa, man, dick, dick….”
In a delirious haze, Teacher Akatsuki rubs up against my leg.
Indistinguishable from a beast.
“Naibusu! Found you!”
…Of all the timing, the president arrives now.
Faster than I expected.
Shinoshino isn't here yet.
She's probably still searching the maze for the president.
“Haa, haa, any injuries? I heard gunshots! Where's Tanaka?!”
『Tanaka's already dead?! Akatsuki's poisoned? Antidote!』
The president takes one look at the scene and grasps the situation instantly.
“It was close. He had a hidden gun. I barely counterattacked and subdued him, but I had no choice but to kill.”
“So it was gunshots! You're not hit?”
“No. Dodged luckily. Teacher Akatsuki's safe too.”
『Akatsuki's in full heat! What're you gonna do, Naibusu? No way you're doing it right here!?』
As if. This is rated 15+.
“As president, I have a duty to observe!”
“What're you talking about all of a sudden?”
Even as I banter with the president, Teacher Akatsuki clings to my leg.
Like a bitch in heat, rubbing her breasts against it.
Knock it off. President's right here. You'll trigger a sexual harassment mind storm.
“Haa, haa, sex, please, have sex with me, haak, dick! Sex! Aa! I can't hold back anymore!”
Her condition's deteriorating fast.
No time to waste.
Teacher Akatsuki grabs my leg, trying to force me down.
Stronger than she looks. First-gen survivor, after all.
Not that it'll make me fall.
“President. I need to treat Teacher Akatsuki. Could you step out for a bit?”
“Treat?! Wh-what are you gonna do? You don't mean really?!”
『Sex!! I get to see real sex!!』
The president's excited voice and mind ring out in sync.
Stop chanting 'sex' in my head, please.
You're not even drugged like her.
“……That's not treatment. No different from what Tanaka tried.”
“R-right. I just panicked and said something stupid. Ohohoho.”
While I joke with the president, Teacher Akatsuki clings to me, rubbing her voluptuous body against mine.
Her arms, legs, breasts, crotch.
She doesn't care that her usually prim clothes are disheveled; she grinds against me to slake her body's thirst.
The intensity's ramping up. At this rate, we might have to bump it to 19+.
“Please step out for a moment. I'll treat her properly.”
“Fuu. Fine. I'll trust you and give you space, Naibusu. But! No funny business just because no one's watching!”
“Of course. Absolutely not.”
『Ugh… I'm dying to know how you'll treat her, but I can't stay. Poor Akatsuki looks miserable.』
Regretful deep down, the president steps aside without complaint.
“Haak, dick, dick, sex, sex, why, why won't you?!”
Confirming she's gone, I prepare the “Naibusu special antidote” for Teacher Akatsuki.
『It hurts. It hurts so much. Sex. Need a man. Dick. Dick. Please, I can't take it anymore! Please!』
“Teacher Akatsuki. You want sex that badly? Suck on this, and I'll give it to you.”