Mob Yandere

Chapter 193-3

[Part 3/4]

The extending staff targets the man's head. @@@@

Just before contact, he dodges, but swinging sideways now would yield the same result.

"Ah...!?"

Her posture crumbles and she tumbles.

What is happening?

Looking down, she sees the large rope writhing, gripping and pulling at her feet.

The Tengu's rope is also flexible.

And it possesses its own will.

Thus, it helps its master without direction...!!

"That's how it is!!"

"!?"

Hana instinctively took a defensive stance with her staff at the man's roar.

It was a trap.

Moments later, the staff was flipped over by a foot catching it.

She gets kicked away.

Unprotected...!!

"...!!"

Hana rolls to the side to avoid a descending foot.

She pulls a Dagger (tantō) from her bosom and crawls to attack.

Her target is the foot.

To sever the tendon and prevent escape.

...But then the soup earlier approaches at her.

"Eat well!!"

"Guh!!?"

The food, which was already half-dumped on the floor, was pressed against Hana's face.

She was forced to chew food full of medicine.

The man was already straddling Hana, pinning her down.

The sight of him capturing her arm with a tantō and jamming the food into her face was like the middle of a murder scene.

"Hey, hey, hey! This is rice made with care by the farmers, don't leave it behind!!?"

"~~!! ~~!?"

He shook his body and slammed down, injecting the white mucus on her, unleashing merciless torment as he forced her to swallow while holding her jaw to prevent her from throwing up. ṚaNőВƐȿ

Eventually, her resistance weakened....

When Hana fell completely silent, the man stood up with the soup in hand.

In front of him was another girl desperately resisting.

Their eyes met.

Kaya, whose whole body was bound for the first time, wore a terribly strained smile.

"Um, I'm fine with bondage torture, but could you at least make a pact beforehand?"

"..."

The man approached her silently.

In his hand was the soup, now about a third empty, with a cold expression.

He was coming to deliver the finishing blow, cold and ruthless.

"...nyaha"

Facing an inevitable fate, Kaya let out a weak, silly sigh....

* * *

"Hah. Hah. Hah... whew. It's truly a tightrope walk, isn't it?"

I stuck my fingers down my throat and vomited, grumbling.

I collected the rope and shrank it.

...And in the end, I spat that guy out.

"Ugh, whoa!?"

'(⌒▽⌒) Everyone's idol is here!!'

Covered in muck, I naively let ridiculous thoughts run through my head like a spider.

How can you maintain such a carefree attitude?

...The Juuyaku family captured me and confiscated most of my belongings.

'( ́∀; ) I'm gonna have my way with you!'

I cut the end of the long rope I called, tightly binding the hands and feet of the two fallen girls, and gagged them.

I restrained them thoroughly.

Searching their pockets isn't sexual harassment.

It's to find the keys.

"...Found it!"

'(°▽°) Treasure!?'

"No, it's not that."

While saying that, I found and borrowed a set of keys from the nose.

Now it's mine.

I quickly got out of the cage and started putting locks and bolts on the lock.

I'll trap the two so they can't call for help right away.

The first thing I saw when I got out of the cage was the same line of cages.

A space lined with about ten cells.

There was a door at the back, probably to get to the hallway.

The state of the room reminded me of a prison.

The fact that no one was inside the cages was even more eerie.

Was I the only one captured?

"..."

'(._.)....'

I'm searching for a presence.

Like a ritual.

Or I'm wary of traps like Curse Art.

I can only recognize one thing that seems like it.

And it's something that's too easy to understand.

Even someone like me, a special existence in a way, can tell.

It's a rough trap that even the servant crowd could easily see through.

That's all... at least according to my senses.

But this is....

"Isn't the security a bit thin?"

From my experience, this carelessness isn't fitting for the Juuyaku family.

No, more importantly....

"...Is that it?"

'(^p^) The smell of treasure!'

I looked at the row of cabinets stuck to the wall, saw the keyhole there, and turned my gaze to the keyring in my hand.

It was a premonition.

I quickly rushed over there and inserted the key into the immovable lock.

I immediately shoved another key in, trying a different hole.

If that doesn't work, then to another, and another, and another - one after another.

I desperately combined the key and the keyhole, trying every possible combination...

'(°□°;) This is Papa!'

"Huh? Whoa...!!? Seriously, it opened!?"

It was a half-hearted unlocking operation due to the number of keys and keyholes.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a word came to my mind, and when I shoved the lock into the keyhole, unlike before, it clicked.

I hit the jackpot.

While astonished, I pulled out the shelf, and what came out was a Tantō.

"Tch. Isn't there more?"

'(^ω^) Is it a place called Chuukichi(?)?'

I peered deep into the shelf and then resigned myself.

Inside the drawer, along with some familiar low-level curse-tools, was now one of my oldest companions.

A Tantō sheathed in a cherry blossom scabbard... but that's all there is.

Of course, the main weapon spear is not there, nor is there another Tantō, Teguruma, or Hagoromo robe.

It's certainly a medium fortune.

It's frustrating to accept.

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