Man of Dungeon

It's a punishment game, isn't it? I'm sorry...... but normally, you realize that, right?

This word, uttered by itself, cast a certain ”curse” on the life of the psycha.

The trigger was certainly a punitive game.

Confessed to an unabashedly plain boy in class No. 1 in a punitive game.

It was a malicious act at that point, but I couldn't say no.

But...

There are no moments when the heartbeat sounds, no cleavage that can be torn apart.

Still, there was some warmth to rest my heart.

I didn't know if it was romantic emotion, but I knew myself that I was becoming fond of it.

Yet...

"Hey! Colorful incense!? That's a punishment game, isn't it?

"Huh...? Um... J, actually..."

"Huh!? Something... a little serious?

'You're lying!? To that little sickle!? I don't know!

"Hey... stop it for a second... that's why... you don't..."

I couldn't be honest.

No, it was flushed more than that.

A member of the group who has made up his relationship with him has since confessed.

We dated to fill the gap in our minds, but soon we broke up.

Since then, no one has been seen as heterosexual.

To protect his inconsistent mind, I self-implied that I had been made unscrupulous by him, and that's why I hated him.

And from then on... it was a life that was flushed and flushed and kept on flushing.

He continued to hold a high rank (hierarchical key).

But I went around and did what I had to do to stay there.

Not all things are allowed because they are done around them.

But humans are weak.

chain reaction. That alone diminishes guilt and can sometimes be a absolver.

I'm in a hurry, so cross the red light. He's crossing too...

Such trivial emotions escalate gradually.

I cross the border when I should only cross it.

From there, the toothpick stops working.

Release Liberty wasn't one of these clans at first either.

It should have been a clan launched purely to attack the game.

But if the clan becomes a bunch of little villains, she becomes a part of it too.

Keep pace with others in order to protect your position.

That's how I've lived all my life. That's the only way I could live.

How long only pride had made me a lowlife with high pride.

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"Um... shouldn't I stop for you?

"Ahhh? …………

Rye made a bare gesture like he heard once, but again, cut the psycho off to ignore it.

"Kyaaaaaa"

(Huh...)

And again......

The tall sound of metal bumping into each other echoes in the domed room.

"Master!!

"Mr. Jisan!!

If you noticed, Jisan was interrupting between Rye and Psycha.

"Oh, my God..."

Gisan was also aware that that was dangerous, no, close to recklessness.

Therefore, Jisan instantly tries to terminate Rye.

(Skill: Yin Sword......)

"Huh!?

But he goes in between like the other two throw themselves out, damaging Rye.

"Huh...!! Damn it!! You lick me!! You know what I have!? I don't! I hate being licked the most in the world!!

Assassin was also a very agile class.

The two walled have zero HP and stop acting, but Rye opens the distance with that gap. Rye is located on the opposite side of the exit and no other member other than Jisan, who was about to leave the boss room, can get his hands on it.

"Damn... the plan is crazy... but if we can tail Uncle Justice on track..."

Rye smiles niggardly.

"What... no way... Mr. Jisan!

"Master...!!

"Huh..."

"Monster………" Curse Spectrum "…"

In that moment Gisan thinks.

I'm not afraid. You can die.

Nothing. I was about to die.

But it's crazy...

Then why is there so much in my head right now with that goat-daughter smile...

"Master ah......!! You can't die. Yeah!!

"Eh."

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(Huh?............... Yes?