Mob Yandere

[Part 3/4]

The extending staff targets the man's head.

Just before contact, he dodges, but swinging sideways now would yield the same result.

"Ah...!?"

Her posture crumbles and she tumbles.

What is happening?

Looking down, she sees the large rope writhing, gripping and pulling at her feet.

The Tengu's rope is also flexible.

And it possesses its own will.

"That's how it is!!"

"!?"

Hana instinctively took a defensive stance with her staff at the man's roar.

It was a trap.

Moments later, the staff was flipped over by a foot catching it.

She gets kicked away.

Unprotected...!!

"...!!"

Hana rolls to the side to avoid a descending foot.

She pulls a Dagger (tantō) from her bosom and crawls to attack.

Her target is the foot.

To sever the tendon and prevent escape.

...But then the soup earlier approaches at her.

"Eat well!!"

"Guh!!?"

The food, which was already half-dumped on the floor, was pressed against Hana's face.

She was forced to chew food full of medicine.

The man was already straddling Hana, pinning her down.

The sight of him capturing her arm with a tantō and jamming the food into her face was like the middle of a murder scene.

"Hey, hey, hey! This is rice made with care by the farmers, don't leave it behind!!?"

"~~!! ~~!?"

He shook his body and slammed down, injecting the white mucus on her, unleashing merciless torment as he forced her to swallow while holding her jaw to prevent her from throwing up.

Eventually, her resistance weakened....

When Hana fell completely silent, the man stood up with the soup in hand.

In front of him was another girl desperately resisting.

Their eyes met.

Kaya, whose whole body was bound for the first time, wore a terribly strained smile.

"Um, I'm fine with bondage torture, but could you at least make a pact beforehand?"

"..."

The man approached her silently.

In his hand was the soup, now about a third empty, with a cold expression.

He was coming to deliver the finishing blow, cold and ruthless.

"...nyaha"

Facing an inevitable fate, Kaya let out a weak, silly sigh....

* * *

"Hah. Hah. Hah... whew. It's truly a tightrope walk, isn't it?"

I stuck my fingers down my throat and vomited, grumbling.

I collected the rope and shrank it.

...And in the end, I spat that guy out.

"Ugh, whoa!?"

'(⌒▽⌒) Everyone's idol is here!!'

Covered in muck, I naively let ridiculous thoughts run through my head like a spider.

How can you maintain such a carefree attitude?

...The Juuyaku family captured me and confiscated most of my belongings.

Even seemingly harmless geta concealed weapons like iron plates and blades, as well as hidden tools.

However, it was only regarding my possessions.

I've heard that some Hidden Groups can work depending on their training and preparation.

In my case, it was possible because my skin deviated from being human, which I prepared out of necessity.

I implicitly requested that as insurance for when things go sideways.

About the Tengu's long rope, its characteristics can be understood from the incident in Anma.

I have shrunk the rope that has the will to consume one's, or its own, spiritual power and kept it in my stomach.

In case of emergency, I can throw it up like I did with Kaya to surprise the enemy.

Moreover, by enjoying it, I can make it rise to my mouth and secretly vomit it in a thin thread state.

It's not like a method of escape where some Miso soup rusts the cage, but I fed the rope's spiritual power from a blind spot to make it ineffective.

If it were a curse tool, that might be another story, but tearing apart a mere rope now isn't difficult.

...Sometimes I get stomach pain like I've swallowed a dolphin intestinal parasite... but if I close my eyes, it serves as a useful abdominal weapon.

And now another setup.

That is... '(^o^)/THIS IS MY TURN!'... well, yes.

That's how it is.

For various reasons, the stupid spider returned to me from Madam's possession.

However, if I kept it like this, it would surely be confiscated, but it was also true that it was inconvenient not having it usually.

Especially in cases like this time where I was captured during a long trip.

If confiscated by an outsider, I'm done for.

If Kaya was using the stupid spider as a hostage... or a spider hostage, I would have had no choice but to sign in blood.

I don't know how it came to be like that.

Did Aoi politically influence things to have it on her side?

The nominal ownership of the stupid spider was transferred from the head couple to the Advisor.

And the Advisor set it up for me along with the long rope just before I departed for this mission.

I don't know the specifics of how it was modified.

I lost consciousness while it was being anesthetized.

If the long rope is like an Anisakis (parasitic roundworm), then perhaps this should be called 'Tai no Fukuzumi (long rope-like structure)'.

This was one reason why the Juuyaku drugs were less effective on me.

Given that vow, they likely had a certain understanding of my body and adjusted the amount of the drug.

In other words, it wasn't the dosage meant for humans.

However, they probably didn't calculate for the stupid spider that was parasitizing my tongue.

Still, I'm advancing my youkai transformation to boost my immunity, while at the same time preventing mutations through bloodsucking... what I'm doing isn't much different than usual.

However, in this situation, it was crucial not to be noticed due to surveillance.

"Nevertheless..."

'(＾▽＾) It's really, really big!'

"Sigh..."

Now that I've spat it out, I'm astonished again.

This big size, and it's still hiding in my throat while sucking my tongue with that wiggly nail on its back.

I guess it's thanks to the combination of drugs and surgery.

I didn't feel even the slightest discomfort.

It's truly an amazing technique.

...I recall the memories of that time.

When I woke up, the Advisor's outfit was *soaked* in sweat, so it must have been quite an elaborate surgery.

Unlike before I fell asleep, the fabric in the valley of the outfit, covered up to hide, was soaked deep from accumulated sweat.

*1 Her face looked exhausted and flushed, and the faint smell of raw fish might be the leftover scent from the surgery?

It wasn't something very pleasant.

...I felt like the smell was coming from around the Advisor's valley.

"Cough, cough... well, what's the point of this?"

I coughed, tasting blood iron 2 or 3 times as a price for forcing it out.

I threw up stomach acid and muttered to myself.

I was really recalling trivial matters that didn't matter at all.

Now is not the time to dwell on silly details.

Anyway, escape.

"Hey, come here. ...Don't take it the wrong way, okay?"

'(´∀; ) I'm gonna have my way with you!'

I cut the end of the long rope I called, tightly binding the hands and feet of the two fallen girls, and gagged them.

I restrained them thoroughly.

Searching their pockets isn't sexual harassment.

It's to find the keys.

"...Found it!"

'(°▽°) Treasure!?'

"No, it's not that."

While saying that, I found and borrowed a set of keys from the nose.

Now it's mine.

I quickly got out of the cage and started putting locks and bolts on the lock.

I'll trap the two so they can't call for help right away.

The first thing I saw when I got out of the cage was the same line of cages.

A space lined with about ten cells.

There was a door at the back, probably to get to the hallway.

The state of the room reminded me of a prison.

The fact that no one was inside the cages was even more eerie.

Was I the only one captured?

"..."

'(._.)‥‥'

I'm searching for a presence.

Like a ritual.

Or I'm wary of traps like Curse Art.

I can only recognize one thing that seems like it.

And it's something that's too easy to understand.

Even someone like me, a special existence in a way, can tell.

It's a rough trap that even the servant crowd could easily see through.

That's all... at least according to my senses.

But this is....

"Isn't the security a bit thin?"

From my experience, this carelessness isn't fitting for the Juuyaku family.

No, more importantly....

"...Is that it?"

'(＾ｐ＾) The smell of treasure!'

I looked at the row of cabinets stuck to the wall, saw the keyhole there, and turned my gaze to the keyring in my hand.

It was a premonition.

I quickly rushed over there and inserted the key into the immovable lock.

I immediately shoved another key in, trying a different hole.

If that doesn't work, then to another, and another, and another - one after another.

I desperately combined the key and the keyhole, trying every possible combination...

'(°□°；) This is Papa!'

"Huh? Whoa...!!? Seriously, it opened!?"

It was a half-hearted unlocking operation due to the number of keys and keyholes.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a word came to my mind, and when I shoved the lock into the keyhole, unlike before, it clicked.

I hit the jackpot.

While astonished, I pulled out the shelf, and what came out was a Tantō.

"Tch. Isn't there more?"

'(＾ω＾) Is it a place called Chuukichi(?)?'

I peered deep into the shelf and then resigned myself.

Inside the drawer, along with some familiar low-level curse-tools, was now one of my oldest companions.

A Tantō sheathed in a cherry blossom scabbard... but that's all there is.

Of course, the main weapon spear is not there, nor is there another Tantō, Teguruma, or Hagoromo robe.

It's certainly a medium fortune.

It's frustrating to accept.