Chapter 20 (2/2)
And let’s say in the million to 1, the billion to 1 chance that Futaba-san does coe to valiantly fight to save me there would still be noagainst this many Goma
To conclude, I can’t rely on being saved at all
And what I can’t rely on evenfor offence, defence, or retreat; with a shi+t Skill set that constitutes the Shareatly outnumbered
Ah, yeah I’ll accept it Right now, I’m checked and mated
“U-uaaAAAA!”
But, no dammit I don’t wanna die
Even realizing the futility ofthe only weapon I had on hand
My boxcutter, with its reach going only as far a that of a knife, only cut the vacant air
“Gugee, gekGEKgee”
“GugeGE!”
The Goh at my fruitless resistance These Monsters with their neanderthalicat man
shi+t, shi+t fucking shi+t
“Ow!?”
“GiyAu!?”
My side was pricked Likely with so, but in reatly constricted Everywhere aside froht ahead, I was simply blind
Even this wide open target got aith only a flesh wound because of ‘Pain Return’
I see a Goht side exactly where it hit me
“T-that right you cut ht back!”
Ahaha, how’s that, awesome that’s what, that’s my Curse Kill —
GaAAa!”
Right when I had so exclai was cut Left thigh The wound was shallow, but the pain burned all the same
“A-aah ow, shi+t, ouch”
When I touched the wound with my left hand in an atte of blood It’s much less serious than one fro that disastrous experience in no way ht wounds In fact,to death even increased
Yet, this flowing blood, didn’t really feel liketo this fuzzy sense of reality
“A-ow!”
At so pathetic cries of pain, I had dropped my boxcutter,for my forearm, the strike relieved me of my weapon
I looked, and found the assailing Go as it had been dropped ‘Pain Return’ is working just fine Serves you, I can’t really bring myself to say
What flowed into my mind just noas the event that I consideredin my short 17 years of life It was a line from that scene
“Saitou, beat Momokawa’s shi+t in for a bit”
How’sface inthat
Yeah, right, you’re right Higuchi that greatest weakness of ‘Pain Return’ you found, I’ht now
Back then, the one to attack me was that bastard Masaru as in the position of Higuchi’s slave So he absolutely wouldn’t go as far as killing
However, right now, the attackers numbered close to thirty One punch per Goma, and while they’re just a bit hurt, I’m in tatters
I don’t know if these Goet it or not doesn’t ainst me
Ah, hell I could be dragging in the one that delivers the finisher, but at that point, what uys use their own as bait Having one more die, they won’t even bat an eye
Dying is bad as is, but dying lessly is much worse At least let me curse the one that did me in—
“Ah!”
With their next attack, that feeling too shattered like glass, into a ile drea is much more miserable, irrational, abrupt, swift
Fight back? How foolish Thoughts that would only ee from worthless self-respect You could even say it’s that I’ to accept my utter powerlessness
When exposed to insurmountable violence, your pride has no choice but to collapse like a house of cards, or more like, a house of feathers
At the point I was kicked fro towards the floor, I realized all this
“U, ah sto”
A disgusting black foot that would ing to a Go foot appears at the tip ofthat, a kick had already landed at the base of my chin
A dizzying shock Is this called seeing stars? Staggered and in pain,forward innately turned around
A dark ceiling The white light panel that seeo out anylifespan
But as if co sentiain fills in black There were spots of white scattered, sand It was the sole of a Goma’s foot
“Hii—”
Even before I could instinctively ht on the nose Stopped breathing for a moment
“Ka, ha, a Aa”
An intense yet dull pain spread fro with blood from my nose Nose must’ve broke, at least a fracture This would be my first broken bone, and also the first time blood flowed from both my nostrils
Right now I liest face I’ve ever had It’s much worse than when Masaru beat me up
My spirit isn’t much better either I mean, I’ve already—
“Uu, Aa sto Stop”
Next, a kick to the guts which I withstood— only to voht after, a different Goma delivered a Yakuza Kick as the same spot[2]
There was no use in enduring At this point I rithing out with Guee guee sounds not all too indistinguishable froar cries
The nasal sanguine and bile spread around and sross
Not just my face, even my heart felt filthy It was a corrosion to the depths of my heart which crumbled my spirit
As if my heart was a pillar, and its base beca over, that kind of feeling No, just now, I’ve certainly heard the sound ofcrushed
“Please Stop”
I begged for dear life
Quite miserable, foolish words But I said them the same Someone weak asMonsters ould never understand
“GugEee!“
With a Go carries on Feet, feet, filthy feet They intently keep bashi+ng with their feet
Because of ‘Pain Return’, a Gooes back and cause theree Thanks to which, the rate I’entle
“Stostaaa”
But this kickinganytime soon Is it really that fun? Does their entertain, but none of them take a weapon to let it end
That’s good— I end up thinking, wonder why?
Help isn’t coh after this, h I’d just be tortured, kicked to death like this Even though the only thing re in my life was pain and violence
—I don’t wanna die
A feeling spurting fro into a mountain of trash, bits that were once my heart and my pride
—I don’t wanna die
Embers of survival instinct
No never don’t wanna die—
“—ooOOOOO“
A voice, I think I heard Within my hazy conscience, the roar that beat into yaas of the Go
I could say that with a conviction, this voice was of that different a nature
To say it another way, a voice that caused a tremor in the very depths of the soul Like a wind that returns the once embers into a blaze— a powerful voice
“ooOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!”
Yes, that was indeed, the roar of a mad beast
[1]So 3x Kendo dan, it’s apparently soa Karate Master, where it says that you need at least a 3 tiree of ainst Kendo, which uses a sword So Mo his spear > Goma knife
[2] Yakuza Kick desu