2-14: Shame on You! (2/6)

2-14: Shame on You! (2/6)

Hurry up and move!

I know! I know already!

They gathered all the customers into a corner of the floor while shooting their guns from time to time.

At the resting place or reading space next to the bookstore were fifty people including the children.

There were less than ten criminals, but none of these people felt like resisting when a gun was pointed at them.

Lets start by making something clear.

Said a man in suit as he pointed his automatic rifle at them while standing on top of a bench.

We are heroes of justice!

What are they saying after doing something like this? The customers all thought that, but with the armed criminals surrounding them, they had no choice but to keep quiet.

The man in suit knew that but he continued without flustering.

I understand that our actions arent persuasive, but I want you all to think!

The man said with serious face as he gestured.

About what happened this past 8 years! About how the otherworld Garesto appeared and twisted our world!

The man spoke feverously as if he were giving a speech.

The customers were anxious because guns were pointed at them, but gradually, their attention was taken by man.

Our world changed because incompetent politicians accepted these unknown existences. Im sure you all remember How our daily lives were destroyed. How our dreams were taken. How we were miserably crushed by their rules!

A number of people changed their expression.

They were all young. Most of them were in the latter half of their teens or in their twenties.

In other words, these were people who were still just students or new members of society 8 years ago.

It could be said that it was their generation that were troubled the most by the cultural exchange.

There were differences in the extent of the changes they underwent, but they all understood what the man in suit was saying.

We should have never interacted with the otherworld!

The politicians just accepted them without thinking!

The other armed criminals yelled in response to the man in suit as if to say that they were in the right and that the interaction with Garesto was wrong.

I wanted to be a boxer and trained desperately everyday, but because of them I never got a chance to debut!

I was supposed to get a scholarship abroad from track and field, but those guys who never did anything before were chosen over me!

My company went bankrupt because Garesto had to bring all sorts of things and we couldnt sell any of our stock! Its ridiculous that the companies who just managed to get a consignment by chance were the ones to survive!

Everyone in my family is unhappy because of Garesto! My parents lost their jobs just because they couldnt use Garestos equipment! My younger sister is being bullied at school just because her stats are low! I was supposed to get my dream job, but the Garestonians stole it!

The criminals surrounded the customers and poured out their bitter feelings.

Humans were simple creatures who are weak to stories of I worked so hard and yet I was treated poorly.

People would sympathize with such people even if a gun was aimed at them. Or perhaps, its precisely because of that that they cant help but sympathize.

Either way these were stories that could have happened to the customers or could happen to them in the future.

Is it really okay to leave things like this!? The government keeps saying that the interaction with the otherworld will open the curtains to a new age!

But thats a lie!

!?

The man raised the chain pole with both hands and aimed the stone weight toward the girl, then the man swung down toward the girl. Immediately, the girl covered her head and her face with her arms.

As expected, there were people who closed their eyes, but that abnormality (normal) still occurred before them.

Tch, you monster!

The strong-looking man was swinging about that pole, giving rise to dull sounds as it slammed into the defenseless girl, and yet that defenseless girl was able to receive that weapon with her slender arms as if it were nothing.

If Garesto If you people just never came here!!

I would never have lost anything, you demon!

S-Stop it!

Although her clothes became wrinkled and dirty, she didnt falter even a little despite being hit by that pole.

The Garestonians had high stats on average. Her resistance was a B+ and her strength was A. With those two attributes together, the difference in muscles was irrelevant.

But that only held true in situations other than this one.

Behold!

She was hit that much but she was not hurt even a little!

She may look like us on the outside, but the truth is she is nothing more than a monster!

Thats, kyaa, stop it!!

Its your fault! Its your peoples fault!!!

The girl tried to refute their words, but the man wouldnt let up.

The girl could indeed endure the mans attacks, but it was not as if there was no pain or impact.

Every time she was hit, her face would twist, and fear and panic would make her curl.

But these armed men were being incited, and so failed to notice the change in her expressions.

The only thing they saw was a terrifying creature that didnt get hurt in the face of violence.

At this rate, these monsters will one day rule our world!

Thats why we must rise up now as the proud Earthlings and expel Garesto from this world! We dont need monsters in our world!

The customers watched that spectacle with fear.

They all feared the monster that wouldnt get hurt no matter how many times a weapon smashed into it.

And the girl saw the terrifying way in which they looked at her. Those eyes that said Youre scary.

S, top, it!

The girl didnt resist against the violence. She didnt know what to do.

The man swinging the weapon was scary. The killing intent aimed at her was scary. The eyes of the crowd was scary.

Everything was scary and she had no idea what was going on.

Even the choice to ask for help vanished from the girls head.

Go to hell, monster! You, you, you!?

But as the man was showering her with abuse, there was a sudden change to his voice.

Wondering what happened, the girl looked up, and a sticky substance could be seen stuck onto the mans face.

Stop it! Someone cried.