Chapter 137: The Vibrator Pointed at Yukinoshita
Chapter 137: The Vibrator Pointed at Yukinoshita
[Quest Rewarded: Low-Probability Trigger Skill Acquired—”Pervert Charisma”!]
[Skill Effect: When he steps onto the stage, no one knows why, but the Pervert suddenly becomes incredibly cool!]
[Failure Punishment: Takes eight bullets, then dies.]
Himekoji listened, quiet this time. No complaints, no fuss. He just lifted his head, the sharp lines on his face as distinct as if carved by a knife.
Expressionless, his sharp eyes like swords.
[New Option Override Activated!]
[Previous Setting “Face the Consequences” Removed.]
[Only one loan qualification remains until debts are cleared. Loan Amount: 5000.]
Exactly as expected—
The System wasn’t ready to perish with him.
Things were becoming much simpler then.
Himekoji silently put away the “Underwear Hero Transformation Card” that had somehow appeared in his hand.
At the same time, he let out a small sigh of relief.
At least, employing the “worst plan” was unnecessary now.
Tearing apart the gunman barehanded in public while wearing underwear… even for a practiced Pervert like him, that carried significant burden.
Not to mention if Yukinoshita later recognized the underwear Himekoji used for transformation…
Yeah, that mental image was too much. He couldn’t bear to imagine it further.
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“Exchange, Sneak!”
“Exchange, Substitution!”
“Exchange, Fist King!”
“Exchange, Scene Effect!”
“Exchange, BGM!”
So-called debts piled high don’t crush you. Without blinking, Himekoji plunged five thousand more into the red.
The last two exchanges ate the bulk of those 5000 2D Points. Practically speaking, those two were useless…
They just made Himekoji seem cooler, more awe-inspiring when he showed off.
Every guy loves to act cool, especially in front of girls.
But one girl had told Himekoji she preferred seeing him make a fool of himself for her.
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“PONG!”
The eighth gunshot.
Seven bullets remained.
Delay was unforgivable right now.
Yuigahama gritted her teeth, pulling Yukinoshita and Himekoji close. She dared not let go, afraid they’d do something reckless and terrifying.
Yukinoshita broke free from Yuigahama. But Himekoji moved faster than Yukinoshita.
Eriri, tied hostage by the railing, stared far over. She shook her head desperately at Himekoji, tears welling – no, already falling. Golden twin tails, colorless tears, red-rimmed eyes.
Eriri had spotted Himekoji the moment he rushed recklessly towards the third floor. Hopeful, yet terrified.
Had her mouth not been taped shut, she’d have screamed immediately.
Probably “Run!” or “Don’t worry about me!”
That’s how TV shows always play it.
TV often has happy endings: heroes save beauties, everyone rejoices. But reality hides more tragedy.
Hmm, getting off track.
Actually, tearing open the tape, Eriri would likely have screamed this—
“Go away! Stop pretending to be a Hero, you Pervert!”
Midway, her voice would crack into a typical loser’s sob.
Then the annoyed gunman might just shoot her.
An excellent doujin artist, Eriri had already sketched this ending in her mind.
But Himekoji wouldn’t allow it.
Because such a story would never sell.
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“Sneak!”
Step one, two, three. Silent.
Using the System’s powerful skill to approach a crazed gunman was effortless for Himekoji.
“Guess who?”
Himekoji covered the masked man’s eyes from behind. His voice was soft and gentle, yet sharp as a thin blade.
“Akito… what is he doing?”
Yuigahama stared wide-eyed, instinctively shaking Yukinoshita’s arm.
Yukinoshita gaped too. Calming after several seconds, dark streaks nearly covered her forehead as she translated:
“That Pervert said… guess who he is…”
Correct, Yukinoshita knew lip-reading.
“Wh-What?!” Yuigahama couldn’t believe it.
Was finding trouble in his very nature?
This risked lives!
Yuigahama remained stunned, but Yukinoshita broke free again.
Sprinting, Yukinoshita held the first-place title among women in her grade, even outpacing most boys!
Himekoji’s recklessness once more defied her expectations. But simultaneously, it offered an unparalleled opportunity.
Approach unseen. Himekoji’s method aside, he had successfully covered the gunman’s eyes.
Meaning the next bullet would fire blind.
Yukinoshita was confident she wouldn’t get hurt… no, she was confident she could avoid a fatal hit and swiftly take down the masked man.
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“Who are you?”
Himekoji’s question did briefly startle the masked man.
But the shock passed instantly. Doing this job required strong nerves, at least.
“Why not introduce yourself? I’m curious.”
Distracting him, the armed lunatic spun his elbow, launching a surprise strike towards Himekoji’s stomach.
Himekoji couldn’t uncover the man’s eyes yet; the Quest Completed sound hadn’t played.
He fought back using anything but his hands. Pulling his stomach back, he kicked hard into the man’s knee joint.
CRACK. The “Fist King” skill enhanced Himekoji’s strike perfectly, even without using fists.
Losing balance, the masked man crashed down onto one knee.
The lunatic only grunted, never crying out. His gun hand instantly snapped up—quick, precise, practiced.
Himekoji ignored the move. Standing over him and forced to lean forward to keep his hands over the man’s eyes, Himekoji stomped down forcefully instead.
“Curious about me? Yeah, you look like someone worth stepping on.”
“Die!”
Lunatics are proud, quick-tempered, and unhinged.
Fury burned hot in the masked man under Himekoji’s foot. He pulled the trigger.
Three shots.
The gun’s dark barrel pointed in relentless succession: back at Himekoji, at Eriri tied by the rails, and at Yukinoshita rushing closer with crisp footsteps.
“Die! All of you!”
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“Bzzzzzzz~~~”
But the gun made a strange noise…
Barreling close, Yukinoshita stared at the “Vibrator” pointed directly at her, frozen.
Himekoji froze too…
Seriously?!
Out of all things the System could replace the gun with? Why this?!
Was it… a Pervert?!
Meanwhile, his pre-ordered “Scene Effect” and “BGM” also kicked in right on time.
How to put it… that BGM sure sounded familiar…
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