Episode 96
Seven Number’s dormitory.
Even though it was almost the end of the night, Sumire smiled brightly as she poured the fried chicken curry and white rice back into the bowl.
“Here you are!”
“Ahhh! it’s crazy! How can you eat this kind of food in a dorm… Sumire, what are you not good at!?”
The main character of the fuss is Lenia.
On the way back from the haunted house, Rhenia stopped by Sumire’s house. Sumire was never the kind of person who would send guests home at dinner time on an empty stomach.
“you’re right. master. This food is really good! Absolutely the best food in my succubus life!”
Lilith, who came with her, was enjoying Sumire’s curry without needing to eat.
“…Really?”
“Really? This is…”
Lenia, who took a mouthful of curry with a spoon, trembled.
“It’s like a tiger and a great white shark jumping and giving a high five…”
“Ah… ah!”
Sumire nodded her head up and down as if she understood Renny’s words.
“It’s time for a national competition, right? Hehe~ You must be really nervous too. well.”
“…Yes. But it’s okay! Because both Yooseong and Eunah are strong. Even if I lose…”
Saying that, Sumire laughed.
Lenia bit into the fork and made a hmm sound.
“Well, I can’t imagine a picture of Yooseong losing. The same goes for Eun-ah.”
“Yes?”
After the meal, Lenia waved her hand with a happy face.
“Curry! I ate well! It will be the weekend tomorrow. Call me if you’re bored~”
“Go in carefully!”
Sumire, who saw Renny off at the entrance, sat down on the sofa.
“Japan…”
Sumire crouched down hugging her knees.
‘…Do you still hate me?’
A number of things went through Sumire’s troubled mind.
[A traitor like you… Why are you here!]
Isshin’s angry eyes looked down at him. When Sumire recalled that time, a part of her heart felt cold.
[…okay. there’s nothing I can say Betray your party members. Like you, who fled to Korea.]
Sumire left Japan, leaving behind Isshin, who reached out to her, and her party members.
[…It was a favor given out of pity for you. The one I put in my party. Even lending a hair to your eerie ability. …All.]
Isshin and the party members felt betrayed.
‘…I created another person who was hurt. That must be all… It’s my fault.’
Isshin’s story is all true.
Sumire bit her tight lips.
‘But I… want to win.
Sumire recalled Shin Yuseong, who stopped Isshin in Choten and helped him.
[Anymore. I, the party leader, will not tolerate disrespect towards Sumire.]
At least for that moment, I was so happy. Shin Yoo-seong was the first person to step forward like that for Sumire.
‘Even for Yoosung’s sake… I really want to win. I will win no matter what.’
Sumire looked at her right hand with a determined face. Her right hand was tinged with purple, as if responding to Sumire’s emotions.
‘Laplace…’
Sumire recalled the name of the newly acquired fragment. The evil witch who spread the plague. However, a strong being classified as a 7th grade boss.
‘I… this power. The more you absorb, the more you can help Yooseong…’
Sumire made up her mind in her heart. I took something out of my pocket. What Sumire took out was none other than Laplace’s diary.
Saaaa!
The diary emitted the same purple light as Sumire’s right hand.
gulp.
Nervous at the majesty of the diary, Sumire swallowed. I slowly flipped through the diary.
[Witches are born from disasters.]
The diary was written in a language from another world that no one could understand, but the pocket made with the technology of the tower succeeded in translating lightly.
[…Rage burns. sadness chills. Suffering is the plague.]
However, it took a while for the text to come out after being translated.
[■Lari ■■than…. When ■■■ ■■ ■■ is finally born from ■■. I ■■’s Jin■…]
crackle! support position!
No further translations of Pocket were done. Pocket’s translation function crackles and pops off.
‘This is…’
In front of Sumire, who was perplexed, the pages of the diary emitted light.
‘They’re calling me…’
The reason for why she knew that, even Sumire didn’t know. However, Sumire, who had a fragment, was convinced.
‘If I put my hand here…’
Gulp.
A bright light spread as soon as Sumire swallowed and put her hand on it.
Aaaaaaa!!
The purple light spread out towards Sumire with tremendous brilliance.
* * *
Even at the festival, Lee Si-woo returned to the dormitory after finishing the F class event.
“Hmm uh…”
Siwoo Lee took out a gun from the newspaper-covered floor and was cleaning it. A pistol held in one hand. A long-sized sniper rifle. Even a universal assault rifle. There were countless types of guns.
As soon as the guns passed Lee Si-woo’s hand, they were disassembled and reassembled.
‘What the hell am I doing?’
Lee Si-woo obviously hated guns.
Elite education instilled from childhood. The feeling of getting a cold head just by holding a gun was foreign.
However, Lee Si-woo spent a very long time with the gun.
When the gun is removed, it feels like something in the chest is empty.
‘…If you have to put it that way. It must be love-hate.’
Lee Si-woo’s mood was complicated.
But one thing was certain. that I will never return home again That I would never live the life my father wanted. Siwoo Lee thought so.
* * *
Sumire blinked.
The space flooded with light was not a dormitory. All you see now is a gorgeous chandelier and table.
jorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
And it was Laplace pouring tea into a teacup.
– I saw it sooner than I thought.
With the tip of Laplace’s chin, he pointed to the seat opposite him.
“Ah yes!”
Sumire suddenly sat down. Laplace handed over the teacup and smiled.
– … this table and teacup. It’s really convenient. This is all thanks to the convenience you gained.
Even though it was fragmentary, thanks to the return of some strength, Laplace was able to create new things.
Of course, that wasn’t really Laplace’s personality. The present Laplace is, after all, an existence in an imaginary world. It was a fragmented part of Laplace.
– Now, there must be a lot of things you want to ask me, right?
At Laplace’s question, Sumire pondered. But the first thing I wanted to ask was one thing.
“I want to become stronger!”
At Sumire’s question, Laplace sipped his teacup and spoke belatedly.
– …that’s my specialty. ok how strong do you want to be?
In response to Laplace’s question, Sumire thought of a new meteor. In order to stay by Shin Yoo-seong’s side and help as a party, Sumire had to become stronger.
“I want to become strong enough to protect someone important to me!”
At Sumire’s words, Laplace raised an eyebrow.
– Asking the evil witch for the strength to protect someone.
Sumire firmly nodded at Laplace’s story.
“…I think you’ll listen.”
Sumire looks so serious.
Laplace’s eyes grew colder than ever.
– …good. What is the basis?
Atmosphere like a thin ice board.
Sumire continued with a calmer and calmer voice than usual.
“I, I… I studied about the outbreak phenomenon at the academy.”
– …Right. It’s a pretty interesting story to begin with.
“I don’t know why it happened. The pouring of monsters from another dimension through gates and dungeons…”
Sumire was a great honor student when it came to writing. His test scores were top-notch, and he had to find an answer to his personal curiosity, and he always kept books close to him.
“But with some intellect. When beings appear as bosses… they always attack humans.”
– It’s funny.
“…Ah, the true fear of beings born as an Outbreak is… Humans. And hostility to other dimensions.”
Sumire looked straight into Laplace’s eyes.
“…Isn’t that hostility created by the Outbreak phenomenon? So, the personality of Laplace-sama in the middle of the page…”
– Is this the real me?
Laplace looked down at Sumire with a kind face.
– But it’s all just your imagination. There is no memory of another dimension in my head.
Laplace in the piece was a unique existence. It could communicate, was sapient, and did not attack humans. So what she said is true. Laplace approached Sumire and grabbed the tip of his chin.
– But sure, your reasoning is interesting.
Laplace seemed to like Sumire’s answer.
– good. Huhuhu give me a hint.
Laplace looked down at Sumire with an overbearing attitude like a queen. She whispered softly in Sumire’s ear.
– listen carefully. The way to awaken the power of fragments… …is your ■■ mind. got it?
Laplace’s voice, hidden by something, could hardly be heard. Seeing Sumire’s bewildered appearance, Laplace looked around.
“Oh… It looks like ■ is finished.”
Only then did Sumire look around. The world Laplace created was gradually collapsing and turning into Sumire’s dormitory.
-■ ■Oh! ■■ who wants to be strong ■■ ■■ is included. ■■…
Laplace shouted again, but Sumire was no longer there.
All that remains is the empty Seven Number dormitory.
Sumire murmured in a cold sweat.
“…It was a big deal.”
Sumire was weak on quizzes.
