Chapter 168: I Don't Know Anything
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 168: I Don't Know Anything
Why? Just why?
Why the hell are these Mastermind bastards in my house? Did I do something?
Well, I did do something. I stole an item from Okigo’s Den and asked Frey to look into it.
But how did they figure out it was me?
“The moment you touch that smartphone, you’re dead.”
The woman spoke in a voice as cold as ice.
She’s sharp as a damn tack.
I carefully picked up the phone with my fingertips and set it on the floor, signaling that I had no intention of resisting.
Did Frey leave a trail while investigating?
No, if that were the case, they would have spied on her first, and she definitely would have noticed.
That means they bypassed Frey and found me directly. Is that even possible…?
“If it’s about the secret recipe for Magic Coffee, I’m afraid I can’t tell you—”
“I couldn’t care less about that crap.”
As I tried to play dumb, the woman glared and cut me off.
The Mafia guy, who had been snickering and holding back laughter, quickly wiped the smirk off his face when the woman shot him a look.
“Whew… That’s not why we’re—pfft—ah, sorry, sorry. I just didn’t realize you liked a man’s semen that much.”
“I will kill you.”
The woman directed a wave of pure bloodlust at the Mafia guy.
Ugh, having an end-game boss-level enemy radiating killing intent right in front of me is hard to stomach.
No matter how much I’ve buffed my mana barrier, I’m nowhere near their level yet, right?
Why are they even here? Shouldn't they be focusing on Zboni right now?
The woman was fuming, but their conversation didn't register.
Think, think. Fighting them now is a suicide mission.
As I tried to organize my chaotic thoughts, the Mafia guy grinned at me.
“You’re pretty smart, aren’t you? I love it when guys who think they’re hot shit get backed into a corner and start frantically looking for a way out.”
“… …”
“It’s so cute watching them rack their brains when they’re going to die anyway. They’re so powerless, yet their heads are spinning so fast I just want to rip them apart.”
Then go ahead and try.
That’s what I wanted to say, but if I didn't want to die, I had to keep my mouth shut.
Of all people, it had to be this guy.
As long as he’s here, it’ll be nearly impossible to survive a few hits, cause a scene, and call for help.
D. His supernatural ability is similar to Logard’s authority; he creates a specific territory that is completely cut off from the outside world.
Right now, he’s just sitting there because he’s overconfident, but the moment I try anything, he’ll activate his ability.
After a moment of deliberation, I slowly approached them.
“May I sit?”
“… …”
“You’ve got guts. Trying to stall for time? Fine, sit.”
When I feigned composure, the two of them stared at me as if surprised.
I sat across from them and straightened my posture.
“This is the first time I’ve met you… well, technically the second since I saw you just now, but regardless, I don’t know who you are. What’s your goal? Is it money?”
“Do we look like common thugs who care about money?”
Based on your behavior, yeah, you kind of do.
And that sofa was expensive, so get your damn boots off it.
Suppressing the words I wanted to scream, I continued to play the part of the ignorant victim.
“Where is the Shisasaki?”
“… …?”
“The bead you took from Okigo’s Den.”
Ah—so that thing is called the Shisasaki? I don’t know what it means, but the name is tacky as hell.
My Team Leader always said:
Whether you get caught early or late, it’s all the same. So when you’re playing dumb, no matter how disadvantaged you are, keep a straight face and stick to the lie until the bitter end.
The Team Leader’s personality is truly something else…
“From Okigo’s Den…? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I told you not to rack your brain. Do I need to rip an arm off before you start talking straight?”
“Please, explain it properly. You barge in here and demand a bead out of nowhere—what am I supposed to say?”
“… …”
The woman held back the Mafia guy as he raised a hand threateningly, and she stared intensely into my eyes.
That’s right. Unlike this meathead Mafia guy, you’re the type who uses her head. Think more, doubt more, ponder more.
She’s trying to figure out if I’m telling the truth or lying.
But you see, my poker face has been forged through years of training under my Team Leader. It won’t be easy to read.
Let’s think. None of the Mastermind executives have a supernatural ability that can read memories or the past from a specific location.
Then how the hell did they know? And to bypass Frey and target me directly? There has to be a gap I can exploit.
“Still playing dumb, I see. Did you think we wouldn't know you broke in?”
“… … Huh? Are you talking about… that altar-like thing inside?”
“Finally coming clean. Hand over the Shisasaki.”
The woman definitely said she knew I "broke in."
Stalling was worth it. Let’s push the ignorance a bit further.
“Uh… it’s true I went in there, but I didn’t take anything.”
“And you expect us to believe that?”
“I mean… even if you say that… there was nothing there but the altar when I went in. And nobody else knew… if you knew I was there, don't you have some kind of magic or ability that reads the past?”
At the mention of "ability," the Mafia guy turned his head away again, struggling to contain his laughter.
What? Why is he laughing? The woman looks pissed…
An executive with an ability to find traces… wait, did I leave a trace there…?
I did.
I rubbed my dick all over Frey’s thighs and blasted a load of semen right onto the altar.
But how could they know it was me just from that…?
“… …”
“… …”
You’re C. Did you… eat my cum?
She’s an executive, but in the game, she was practically an extra, so I didn't recognize her.
She never interacted with Akito, she always wore a hood when she appeared, and she had very little screen time before dying alongside one of the 12 Zodiacs.
So she remembered the taste of the semen she ate back then and recognized it while drinking the Magic Coffee?
Does that even make sense? Life really is unpredictable.
At this point, is this just the scenario’s forced misfortune because I’m only looking out for Akito?
Regardless, I’ve gained useful information.
All they know is that I broke in and sprayed a bunch of cum everywhere.
I opened my mouth, putting on my most innocent, clueless face.
“If you have an ability like that, wouldn't you also know that I didn't take it?”
“Pfft, k-hahaha… I don’t know about anything else, but I definitely know the taste.”
“Shut up.”
“A different taste…?”
“I said shut up.”
When I tilted my head in confusion, C’s killing intent washed over me.
As expected of a mage who can go toe-to-toe with the 12 Zodiacs, her bloodlust was immense.
It was so sharp, just like the killing intent I felt when I first met Frey, that it felt like I’d be sliced apart just by standing still.
C glared at me for a moment before withdrawing her aura.
“So, you’re saying the Shisasaki wasn't there when you arrived? You expect me to believe that?”
“But it’s the truth…”
“Then why did you go in there?”
“At first, I just found it by chance and thought there might be treasure inside…”
“… … And you didn't do anything else?”
If I play dumb on this too, she’ll probably take my head off right now.
I hesitated, acting as embarrassed as possible.
“Speak clearly.”
“Well… it wasn't a party… but one of my teammates is my girlfriend…”
As I continued, the Mafia guy’s face became a distorted mess of suppressed laughter, while C’s expression soured into a deep scowl.
“You know how it is, surviving a massive battle… we’re a young couple… no, no, it’s not her fault. I just got a little excited… and everyone was focused on the Kamiraite anyway…”
“Just say it!”
“Ah… well… we had sex. The altar was just the right size… so, there…”
“Pwahahahaha!”
The Mafia guy couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into boisterous laughter.
“I’m sorry, I didn't know that place was so important…”
“… …”
“Hell yeah, you can have sex there! At that age, you’d get hard just looking at a cloud shaped like a tit.”
If you get hard at that, you’re part of the Comedy Duo.
The Mafia guy laughed so loud it felt like my eardrums would burst, while C gritted her teeth, trembling with rage.
Thinking about this intellectual beauty licking up my cum is actually kind of hot.
However, my dick seemed to understand the gravity of the situation and stayed flaccid.
I’ve played the role of an ordinary, clueless guy well so far.
Now for the important part…
“That… Shisa-shi? Anyway, I don’t know much about that bead, but I’ll do anything I can to help.”
“Anything?”
“Yes, anything.”
“Then, die.”
Eh?
As C flicked her finger in the air, a shockwave slammed into my neck.
“Urgh—”
“Ho… you’re sturdier than you look.”
Between that chuunibyou wind-user and these guys, why does everyone go straight for the neck?
Just how many people have they killed?
I acted panicked in front of the Mafia guy, who was admiring my reinforced mana barrier, and held up my hands.
“Wait, why are you trying to kill me? I told you everything!”
“Is there any reason to keep you alive?”
Well, fair point.
They aren't Akito; they’re the bastards trying to destroy the world. If someone sees their faces, they kill them.
In the end, the outcome was going to be death regardless.
Still, I achieved the best possible result. I’m satisfied with this.
The villains looked at me suspiciously as I sat there calmly, making no move to fight back even after being attacked.
“You asked for a reason to keep me alive, right? If I have one, will you let me live?”
“Look at this brat acting all relaxed.”
“… Speak.”
C nodded, gathering an amount of mana at her fingertips that was incomparable to her first strike.
Talk about acting relaxed.
“First. My master is Frey. You know Greyhound, right?”
“We know you’re the Mad Dog’s disciple. Did you think we’d be scar—”
“Second. I’m a talent that Yggdrasil cherishes quite a bit.”
“What the hell is this kid talking about?”
The Mafia guy stood up as if he’d heard enough and gripped his stick.
“Specifically, Professor Erin thinks I’m adorable.”
“Right, I’m sure she’ll be very sad when she sees your corpse. Now, die.”
“You’re not getting it. I said she cherishes me. How would you feel if someone messed with something you thought was cute?”
BOOM—!!
A Magnum blast tore through the wall in a straight line, slamming into the Mafia guy’s head.
“I’d be pissed, obviously.”
The moment I smirked, orbs of mana materialized all around us and triggered a massive explosion.
“Cough, cough—”
“Who the hell do you think you’re touching?”
As I emerged from the ruins of my house, I saw two silhouettes framed against the full moon.
Frey, her red hair fluttering as she adjusted her gauntlets, and Erin, holding a large staff with a faint, serene smile.
Damn—that’s a reliable sight.
With a current member of the 12 Zodiacs and a mage who rivals them standing guard, how are they going to kill me?
But… could they have rescued me a bit more gently?
As I looked at my devastated home, the Mafia guy stood up, brushing off debris.
“Gah, that hurt like a bitch! Why the hell is the Mad Dog showing up now?!”
“… … We’re retreating.”
“What? You’re just going to leave those bitches alone?!”
“Things have escalated. we can’t afford to draw attention here.”
“Grrr…”
As the two prepared to withdraw, Frey let out a smirk and started walking toward them.
“Who said you could decide when to leave?”
“Indeed. I feel quite underestimated as well.”
Erin also stepped forward with a smile, and suddenly, a massive surge of mana poured out, enough to make the very space around us shimmer.
Is this what a battle between top-tier mages looks like?
Countless spells, so brilliant they made my eyes ache, covered the area as the four of them clashed in a lethal dance.
I guess that’s the level you need to reach to call yourself one of the 12 Zodiacs… I need to grow stronger, fast.
Anyway, I survived.
Did they think I’d just walk into my house without being on guard? I had contacted Frey before I even opened the front door, and I stalled for just the right amount of time.
There was no way Frey and Erin would be easily defeated, and with a commotion this big, agents will be swarming the place soon.
That said, those executives won’t be caught easily either.
Given all the trouble they’ve caused, they would have been dead long ago if they didn't have the skills to escape.
Go on, get out of here alive. And make sure to pass on the information that I don’t know a damn thing about the Shisasaki or whatever.
It’s not time for me to be on your radar just yet.