(Ratchet)
After a while, I’ve reached a convenience store.
Along the way, I’ve killed more of those ants and some bees wandering around the streets.
Of course, I came across the townspeople and told them to go to my house.
The clan is well known throughout the town for being helpful, so everyone trusted my word.
Sheathing Yybril, I pushed open the door into the store.
...It's empty.
And wrecked.
Did people loot this place? It hasn't even been 1 hour and this place is in ruins.
The storage area should still have supplies...
Moving into the store's storage area, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Boxes, possibly filled with stuff that I can use.
“Freeze! Don’t move!” (???)
“...” (Ratchet)
Cold sweat drips down my neck.
“Turn around slowly!” (???)
Turning my head slowly, I see a hooded man with a gun.
“...A raider?” (Ratcher)
“Shut up! Put your sword down or else!” (???)
Oh man, this is very bad.
Very bad.
“Uh, you know. I’m wi-” (Ratchet)
“Shut up! Drop your sword!” (???)
Should I do as he say?
No, if my sister hears anything about this, I’m in for more trouble.
I’ll try to negotiate…
“Um. If you want supplies, we can shar-” (Ratchet)
“I SAID DROP YOUR FUCKING SWORD!” (???)
He… he snapped!
Must I fight my way out? I don’t think I have a choice anymore…
“I’M GOING TO SHOOT! DROP YOUR GODDAMN SWORD NOW!” (???)
“...” (Ratchet)
-Berserk has been activated-
“...Shut up.” (Ratchet)
In a flash, I used the hilt of my blade to knock the raider out.
But I’ve used too much strength and smashed his face into the wall instead.
-Berserk has been deactivated-
“Oh god, what have I done?” (Ratchet)
Thankfully its only a concussion. If it was any worse I wouldn’t have known what to do.
I carried the raider behind the counter and quickly piled boxes onto a trolley cart I found stacked nearby.
Pushing the cart outside, I saw a group of men holding guns directly opposite me.
“Hey! Why did a kid come out of there? Where’s the scout?” (???)
“That kid must have gotten him. Hurry up and catch him!” (???)
Shit! I need to run!
Pushing my trolley, it hit a rock on the road and everything came tumbling down.
“Shit! I should have tied it up.” (Ratchet)
“Get him!” (???)
BANG
“Damn it!” (Ratchet)
Abandoning the cart, I ran for life.
Is this one of those gangs that hide in the town?
BANG
“Damn it!!!” (Ratchet)
Diving into an alley, I pick myself up and continued running.
“He’s running in a straight alley! Shoot him!” (???)
Heh, too late!
Exiting the alley, I dived towards the side, dodging the shot.
Run, run, run!
Picking myself up, I sprinted off.
“Gah!” (Ratchet)
I fell down, gasping in pain.
My leg… it hurts…
Shit, I’ve been shot.
Pulling myself up against a wall, I unsheathe Yybril.
“I have to fight again, huh?” (Ratchet)
Limping to another corner, I took a deep breath.
“Strike… to kill.” (Ratchet)
Can I do it?
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Maybe I should use my Berserk ability. That way I will feel less guilty.
-Berserk has been activated-
“He can’t have gone far! Find him!” (???)
I stepped out of the corner.
“...” (Ratchet)
“Over there! Get him!” (???)
“...Die.” (Ratchet)
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“...” (Ratchet)
Sounds of moaning can be heard on the street.
Sheathing Yybril, I walked back to the convenience store.
My body was filled with wounds and bullet holes here and there, but it didn’t hit anywhere important.
The guy I left behind the counter seems to have ran away.
Grabbing another cart, I piled a few more boxes of supplies and left.
...It seems that the town will be split up into different groups.
At this rate, chaos will spread like the plague.
I should report this to my sister.
...Man, I’m tired…
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(Leona)
After I sent Ratchet out, the townspeople started to stream in.
Some brought in small bags, others dragged in luggages.
I gathered everyone towards the courtyard, since the dojos are not cleaned yet.
Of course, I gathered some students of the dojo who came here to clean it up.
Things are going smoothly for now.
Or so I thought.
“I demand to have better service! Where is the person-in-charge!?” (???)
“Sir, please stop causing a scene. We’re still managing the situation.” (Amy)
I walk across the courtyard towards the commotion.
“Sir, please try to understand. Once we finish settling the current residents, we will deal with you.” (Leona)
“Are you the person-in-charge? I can offer you large sum to get me a room right now.” (???)
“...Get out.” (Leona)
“W-What!?” (???)
“I said GET OUT! We don’t need selfish people like you who waves pieces of paper around to control others.” (Leona)
“Y-You! Fine! I’m getting out of here! Watch out in the future!” (???)
The man stomps out of the courtyard.
Amy sighs in relief.
“Thanks, Leona.” (Amy)
“Don’t worry. Could get some residents to start cooking? Ratchet should be back soon.” (Leona)
“Sure.” (Amy)
Walking towards one of the dojos, I check up on a group of students who I have assigned to guard the perimeter of the house.
Since enough students managed to evacuate to the house, I created a small corp to patrol the area and to save any refugees who are under attack on the way here.
In total, this took around four hours to set up.
All this time, I’ve been wondering where Ratchet had been.
Suddenly, a scream can be heard.
Grabbing a sword, I ran towards the entrance.
Reaching the entrance, I grinded to a halt.
Ratchet pushes a trolley through the entrance, his clothes covered in blood.
“Ratchet…” (Leona)
“...Hey sis.” (Ratchet)
Ratchet collapses onto the floor.
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