I Killed the Heroine in the Game

02 : I am still living in the game world. Today, tomorrow too.

My brother said. All beautiful girls with pretty faces are good at cleaning and cooking, and she’s a super superhuman who’s good at anything.

If you have a pretty face! All-around! The honor of my younger brother who proudly speaks of such bullsh*t…… Uh, actually, I don’t know if he has anything like that.

Anyway, he’s not an idiot who doesn’t know the world and gasps for beauty.

My younger brother worked hard with me to solve the ridiculous debt left by my parents.

In the midst of that hardship, he studied, went to college, and even got a job at a decent job.

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In the process, he often saw blood while doing really extraordinary things. He has been scammed and even entangled in flower snakes.

And the most important thing. The little brother talking that way already worked at a cleaning company and cleaned the house where the beautiful woman who used to sing like that lived.

He is so pretty that even I accidentally envy him. He received a cleaning request from a desired client.

At that, of course, he smiled and said, “A beauty like that would have nothing to do! The house will be clean!’

I came back after seeing the greatest hell there, with one eye that lost all hope and positive energy that make up a human being.

In the first place, would a person who is good at cleaning have a reason to contact a cleaning company?

The younger brother, who couldn’t even realize such an obvious fact after going crazy, fell into deep despair.

If the younger brother came to this game world with emotions at that time, wouldn’t at least an A-class evil spirit appear? Want. Or that a god was born.

Anyway, even after seeing that damn thing, he’s an invincible superman if it’s a beauty again after a while! I said, but I didn’t say anything about that beauty at the time.

Seeing that his eyes are empty, he doesn’t know if he has erased things about that person in his head, or he’s forced to pretend he doesn’t know.

Whatever it is, what I want to say right now is that people who talk sh*t about beauty do sh*t.

As Nokla’s House proves, that is.

“Are you a beast?”

“…..”

Nokla is looking for something to say to my pure and reasonable question, but opens her mouth and becomes a mermaid.

Okay, if I had brought up the word there, I would have straightened out with a knife, but I did well.

Grinding the iron, I looked at the dump she had brought home as her own.

Apartment building. 10Th floor. No. 1003. It was a place that was no different from other apartments until I entered the room, but as soon as I opened the door to Room 1003, a new world suddenly unfolded.

What I see is trash that has even filled the front door. The variety was astounding as well.

Because I’m at an age where I can sleep well anywhere, whether it’s an abandoned house or a park, I would have understood if the garbage was at least in a plastic bag.

Unorganized garbage The garbage that filled the room, living room, and entrance in its original state reminded me of the cave of demons I saw in an abandoned house a while ago.

Someone passes through a long tunnel and faces a snowfield, but why am I the only one who has to face this garbage? Even this morning!

“That, that. You said it was a bit messy…….”

“Something?”

“A little too much… ….”

Nokla hurriedly slurred her words and smiled at her, but cold sweat could be seen running down her forehead.

Seeing that appearance, I realized that I hadn’t prepared anything at all because I didn’t think Nokla would accept his invitation.

Yeah, well, it’s possible for people to just shout and see.

I’ll try to understand that part.

First of all, I decided to take care of this house where I will be staying until Saetani is eradicated by the main character.

“I’m buying it.”

“Huh?”

“Buy all the garbage bags!!”

With 75 liters!!

I kicked Green La and ordered him to buy a garbage bag.

If you look at the house, you need a bigger one, but the one open at this time must be a convenience store. Then all they sell is about 75 liters.

I looked at the garbage in the house and made an estimate of where to start.

Although they say it’s a favor, having them sleep at home is a favor that’s hard to do easily.

Remembering my friend and his mother, I tried to personally express my gratitude with something because I was stung by my conscience, which was as small as an ant’s eye.

Let’s replace it with cleaning the inside of the house. I decided to think so.

Let’s show off our cleaning skiIIs so perfectly that we’ll be asked if we have any plans to officially get a job at a cleaning company while working part-time.

At that cleaning company, I lost my job while playing with part-timers’ money.

The cleaning skiIIs I learned are still in good shape.

I picked up dusty cleaning tools and mop from a corner of her house, as if it had never been used.

****

The cleaning was finished when the sun rose the next day and the hour hand pointed to 8.

The garbage dump in the apartment was bombarded with garbage at an unexpected time.

There was a trivial incident where an elderly man collecting waste paper early in the morning was shocked to see the mountain of garbage and said, “Please ignore!”

As a result, the house became clean. At least people can lie down and sleep. It means that the road to hell, where leftover ramen is mixed with feminine hygiene products and gives off a rotten smell, is gone.

Nokla screamed at the sight of it, but she stopped it by throwing it at her face, causing a nuisance at dawn.

In fact, it is an excuse to block it by causing a nuisance. A bastard who started cleaning at dawn in the first place couldn’t care about that.

I drank the ion drink that Nokla bought for me and smiled with satisfaction as I watched the clean house.

Nokla looks at the various things that came out during the cleaning and is crying in her corner as if she can’t stand her shame.

“Thank you. That’s amazing. You have a lot of talent to clean like this…….”

“Because there are many things I have to learn to make a living.”

“… ….”

She whimpered, then stopped pretending to cry and looked at me. She seemed to be contemplating how to react.

I find it funny and amusing, so I added a sarcastic comment.

“But it’s difficult for a house to be such a mess. What do you grow at home? Pig?”

At my words, she collapsed.

I don’t have time to come home, so I say it’s just garbage, as if it’s an excuse. It was literally just an excuse, so I snorted.

“I had a really hard time…… Should I eat breakfast? Even at this hour, there is a delivery place nearby…… Is the meat okay in the morning?”

“Good.”

Meat is the best.

I smiled and nodded, and she smiled and thanked me very much, even though she told me to rest.

This body naturally has better stamina than mine, so even after cleaning for more than 8 hours, I sweated a bit, but I wasn’t tired.

That’s why I leisurely continued my thoughts while watching her cook her meals on her cell phone.

What I think is about Saetani.

This is the information about Saetani in the knowledge that was forcibly crammed into the brain.

There is a child with a spiritual power. Although the child, whose parents are both exorcists, was nothing special in terms of appearance.

It was only on the surface, and in fact, the child, dare I say, possessed the most outstanding talent among all existing spiritual power holders.

The talent was so outstanding that he even had the skiII to hide his spiritual power in order to protect himself from evil spirits.

And the tragedy happened because of that skiII.

The exorcist couple wanted a child with spiritual powers, saying it was their duty to know what kind of mental illness they had.

Rather than recognizing the child’s talent, the couple misunderstood that the child had no spiritual power and treated their child as someone who had no spiritual power because of her skiII to hide her spiritual power.

No, is it correct to say that you are treated as a punching bag to relieve stress rather than being treated as someone who does not exist?

If I had just thrown her on the street, she would have ended up in an orphanage.

The exorcist couple were quite famous as exorcists, so they pretended to take great care of their child in front of people, saying that they cared about their appearance.

Repetition of kicking or beating people from behind saying they are annoyed.

What would the child do in such a situation? Of course, the worst thing that could happen in this world happened.

What was that…… ? An ice body that is born only when a person with spiritual power accumulates curses and anger beyond their own spiritual power? Transformed into something.

It is said that Saetani was born that way, saying he would surely kiII an adult who got lost in the dark and protect a child on the street and kiII it with an unconscious curse.

Let’s see. How do you say the main character handled this?

Oh right. The younger sister said that she relieved the new Tani through friendship, effort, understanding, sympathy, love, and the like.

…… How?

The new Tani is the level of her child before becoming possessed, so in fact she is a monster beyond the A-class, her sister said for sure.

But how do you get rid of that?

Know about the results. Well, I understood that they used divine power and understanding and sympathy. Damn what the process is like.

If evil spirits were exorcised just by sitting down and consulting, all exorcists would have listened to psychology books instead of knives.

So there must have been something more. My younger brother must have told me about the process- I can’t remember.

When I try to think of something, all I can think of is, ‘Look at my thighs. I’ll even burst the watermelon! If I get caught in these thighs, I will be able to become a goddamn Buddha!

And what I show while doing that sh*t is a pillow printed with a picture of O who lifts up her skirt and shows off her panties.

Okay. I remembered something disgusting. Have to forget

I brushed off the horrible images of the past in my head. I asked the academy teacher who would solve this question that came to mind.

I don’t know if Nokla, who cried that she was too dirty to get married even to a child, would answer properly, though.

“There is something I want to ask you. If it’s A rank, you mean it’s incredibly strong, right?”

“Huh? Uh- yeah An evil spirit with substance~ If left alone, a city could disappear~”

“Then, if I understand and talk to the evil spirit, can I get rid of it?”

“I can’t think of suicide. Kid.”

Nokla had a straight face and said that the words of evil spirits were curses, and that some evil spirits would repeat their words and make people die, so you should never listen to the words of evil spirits.

I began to wonder more and more about how the protagonist defeated Saetani.

It’s not like I’m just desperately curious. What the hell how did you do that? Sense of degree.

I scratched my forehead once and decided to shake the thought out.

It’s not my business anyway! Then no matter!

I have been waiting for the food to be delivered since morning, chewing on the words that are like the truth of this world.

The menu Nokla ordered was meat. These days, meat is also delivered in the morning.

By the way, I heard that they do deliveries on foot these days. Shall I try it if possible? I waited while thinking about it, and soon the doorbell rang at Nokla’s clean house.

She, the landlord of the house, went out and received the food delivered at Nokla’s dissuade.

My eyes followed her straight after her, her delivery man just beyond her front door.

I wonder if it was the subconsciousness that the eyes follow because there are people, or was it a reaction to what should be called intuition?

I don’t know, but my eyes checked the delivery man through the open door. The image of the delivery man handing out food through the crack in the door and briefly saying hello caught my eye.

I was wearing a mask, but the delivery was on foot, so the helmet was not worn, so the shape of the face was clearly visible.

A schoolgirl with light purple hair that falls down to her shoulders. On the outside, she looked like a middle school or high school student, similar to my current body.

Her eyes are drooping, reminiscent of a sad cat. Dark circles are also cast.

It’s early in the morning, so I’m wearing a thin hoodie. Seeing the child, who was weak but felt possessed of spiritual power, she raised one of her eyes, called Nokra.

My eyes were drawn to hers behind the child rather than him.

I saw a corpse-like blue-skinned thing standing in the hallway on the other side of this apartment.

Standing in a strangely dark hallway even at 8:00 when the sun rose, it could be seen very clearly from far away.

He was wearing a white shirt and suspenders like what a young boy would wear, but the place where the whites should be was black. Her face is swollen as if beaten.

I could see what should be called rage and hatred burning in his black, blazing eyes.

Yes, that’s the bird. When I saw the courier’s strange hair color and her appearance, I realized that she was one of the main characters in this game.

Now I realize that the beginning of the story is when the main character sees and tries to save that deliveryman with purple hair who is being targeted by Saetani.

Even though I knew that this situation was also part of the story, I pretended not to know and tried to pass it on.

The main character saves that girl anyway. Harem? Because my younger sister said that women belong to what is called.

New Tani’s hatred Even if her young gaze was directed at Nokla, it was.

But a moment, that brief moment. He looked at me through the gap in the open door and our eyes met.

And the eyes that were burning with hatred and anger instantly turned into sympathy and pity.

ㅡWhat is this bullsh*t and ominous thing about to be f*cked?

As I shuddered at the displeasure, fear, and ominousness that ran through my whole body at that gaze, a window appeared as if mocking me.

[ You have been cursed by Saetani. ]

＜ Class A slander evil spirit Saetani wants to save you. ＞

＜ Give up your current victim and you become the first target ＞

＜ Class A slander evil spirit Saetani is after you. ＞

＜ Deal with Saetani, the Class A slander demon, even for you. ＞

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“What are you doing?”

I’m waiting to eat, am I cursed? Really?

In a very absurd situation, I copied the old man’s swearing at dawn.

Rather than that, is it my paranoia that I like to say that this damn spear is cursed and that it is good?

No, it can’t be. This is the first time I’ve had something like this for a long time.

I raised the corners of my mouth as I stared at the window with my face contorted in anger.

Okay, let’s see who wins? It seems that humans don’t know how creative a creature can be when it comes to screwing others up.

I tucked my chin in and smiled.