Volume 8 - CH 13

HALF DEAD GAME

Author Note: I said that we’d be starting [Compensation for Weakness] but suddenly it’s the start of a Death Game.

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24 Twenty Four

HALF DEAD GAME

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Participant list (Arranged in (Japanese)Alphabetical order)

Organizer

Only half will survive.

Who will live through this Death Game……?

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“HyaHaHaHaHaHaHa, It’s time for a Death Game!”

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A male student suddenly let out a burst of crazed laughter.

The 10 people in the gym all turned their gazes toward him.

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“My Gift can create a [Closed space wherever I wish]!! This gym is now cut off from the outside world!!!”

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His voice was filled with theatrical grandeur.

Hearing that, a female student tried to open the door but it was shut tight.

She had just entered the gymnasium but the door she just came through normally earlier wouldn’t budge no matter what she does.

She also confiremd that the door wasn’t even locked.

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“Ahh, you can’t leave this place! No one can!”

“Let me out! Let me out!!!”

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Two female students tried banging on the door but the door remained firmly still.

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“Now, all 10 of you, start killing each other! The door won’t open until there are only 5 of you alive! Come on, hurry up! This place is going to run out of oxygen soon you know! Even if I die, the door will stay shut. This game will only end when I say it ends!”

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The man laughs.

The voice could only belong to someone who’s totally drunk on the power of his Gift.

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“Kill…..?”

“What is he saying?”

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Around me, people started raising their questions.

In return, the male student starts explaining in a tone as though he finds the question itself amusing.

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“HyaHaHaHaHa! 24 hours! 5 of you have to be dead within 24 hours! If not then this great me will personally gouge out your heart with this fruit knife! HyaHaHaHaHa!!”

“Hey, you.”

“What? You got a problem?”

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Caught off guard, the man turned his gaze toward me.

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“Shall I start with you then? Look at this, this knife! It’s a super sharp and expensive knife I bought in Kyoto you know!”

“[Stop doing something stupid and let us out of the gym. A Death Game is just idiotic so don’t do it again].”

“Ah, yes, sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“[And make sure to find a proper use for that knife too.]”

“I’m so sorry, I will use it to peel apples from now on.”

“If you start doing something stupid again then you’re dead meat okay?”

“……I will be more careful.”

“It’s a joke, a Death Game Joke. Don’t take it seriously.”

“What have I done……….please let me atone for my sins.”

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I don’t get what this guy was trying to start but I settled it using my Gift.

I forgot my things here so I came back but I never expected to run into a Death Game attempt of all things.

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After that, the male student released the power of his Gift from the Gym.

He was then immediately restrained by the teachers.

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“Phew. Gifts really are scary huh……”

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I picked up the writing utensil I forgot here and left.

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HALF DEAD GAME

——-Over.

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“Oh, where’ve you been?”

“I forgot my pens in the gym.”

“Seriously, you always lose your things, Akechi.”

“Yeah, you’ve to be more careful.”

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I joined up with Takeru and Yamamoto who were waiting for me and we changed out of our gym clothes.

Now then, how should I deal with Mishima Haruka……

Since I told Madoka that I’d help her, I need to find a way to approach her without letting myself get affected by her Gift.

That said, Mishima Haruka is in a different class.

Hmm, what should I do?

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I’ve already confirmed that she’s in the class next door.

Do I really have no choice but to just waltz in through the front door?

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I changed into my blazer and prepared to head to my next class.

Incidentally, the next class is a Gift Lecture.

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“Hideyori-kun! You were amazing, talking that man down earlier! It was really cool! Thank you!”

“Eh? S, Sure. You’re welcome.”

“Ah? I still haven’t introduced myself huh? I’m Kumamoto.”

“Hi, I’m Akechi.”

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A cute little raccoon-like classmate of mine who I have never talked to before excitedly called out to me.

She asked me a few questions and I just nodded along with her.

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“What’s she talking about? Hideyori, did you do something?”

“Eh? Nah, it’s nothing.”

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This is probably about the guy I used my Gift on at the gym right?

It’s not like anything happened so it doesn’t matter though.

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That aside, a girl I didn’t know just called out to me.

Maybe I have a chance?

I should have left a good impression on her, right?

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“Hey, do you think I have a chance with Kumamoto-san?”

“Did you get conceited?”

“Eh?”

“That’s cold, man……. Guess I really don’t have a chance with her huh……”

“Yup, none.”

“Eh?”

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Even Takeru’s objective eyes don’t see me having a thing with her.

Even though I met a lot of girls lately, I wonder why I have no chance with any of them………

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“Hey, how do you get a girlfriend, Yamamoto?”

“……….you usually confess right.”

“That’s not really helpful from a guy who already made it though.”

“Well, do your best.”

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Yamamoto pats me on the back with a resigned expression.

From Yamamoto’s point of view, my look is probably doubtful at best huh…….

Forgetting about Kumamoto-san, I started thinking of how I should approach Mishima Haruka.