In the Ordinary Streets of Tokyo, I Awakened as a Player

Chapter 315: Fortunately, You Are an Idiot

Chapter 315: Fortunately, You Are an Idiot

"What...?"

Before the claw wielding Player could react, the reflection of that dark gray mask had already filled his pupils.

"Bang!"

By the time he felt the pain and looked down, Asagiri’s hand had already pierced clean through his chest.

Enduring the excruciating agony, he swung his claws. The dark green sharpness pierced straight through Asagiri’s chest.

However, the moment he raised his head and met Asagiri’s black eyes, which remained completely calm and rippleless, he remembered.

Asagiri was currently in a Linked state with Sakurakawa Rikka.

All damage inflicted on him would be borne by Sakurakawa Rikka instead.

"You bastard, how dare you..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, Asagiri threw a horizontal punch and blasted the claw wielding Player’s head straight off his body, along with the ferocious, twisted expression still frozen on his face.

"No barking allowed."

Seeing the claw wielding Player, who had been evenly matched with Asagiri in close quarters combat just moments ago, get killed instantly, the Necromancer’s expression changed. He immediately activated his skill.

"Corpse Explosion!"

The instant the Necromancer activated his ability, the headless body of the claw wielding Player and Luoxin Fu, both standing in front of Asagiri, began to swell violently.

And then...

"Boom!"

A dark green sphere of light exploded with a deafening roar, shaking the entire cave.

Asagiri, who had been closest to the center of the explosion, was blown back more than a dozen meters. However, the damage he had taken head on from the blast was completely transferred to Sakurakawa Rikka, so he himself appeared entirely unharmed.

As for Sakurakawa Rikka, who had borne the explosion damage in his place, cracks first appeared across the surface of her body, like porcelain on the verge of shattering.

Immediately afterward, black mist seeped out from those cracks and began repairing them. Yet each time the cracks were repaired, new ones appeared.

The stalemate continued for more than ten seconds before Sakurakawa Rikka’s body finally returned to normal.

"How are you?"

Seeing Asagiri retreat to her side, the dark red markings on his skin gone as he summoned Human Asura again to hold back the corpse horde, Sakurakawa Rikka shook her head and spoke softly.

"The power of that explosion just now would have been fatal to you."

Sakurakawa Rikka’s ability was not "absorbing attacks," but "absorbing damage."

The two sounded similar, but there was a fundamental difference.

The former meant transferring the target of an attack to her, and the damage she received would depend on her own defense and resistance.

"Absorbing damage," however, meant that the damage she received depended on the defense and resistance of the Linked target.

The drawback was that if the person Sakurakawa Rikka Linked with had weak defense and resistance, she would constantly risk transferring fatal damage onto herself.

But with Asagiri as the Linked target, this was actually an advantage.

Asagiri possessed extremely high resistance to Curse attribute damage. The Hunter’s Windbreaker provided an additional layer of protection, and combined with his own defense, he could be considered a main tank.

Even so, Sakurakawa Rikka had just borne damage that would have been fatal.

In other words...

The explosion caused by those two corpse puppets had enough power to kill Asagiri even while he was strengthened by Human Asura Mode.

Iwanaga Kotoko watched the corpse horde stalemating with Human Asura and Crazy Mita. While controlling the Pale Ghost Hands to coordinate with Prototype Mita, ensuring that the three remaining enemies had no chance to spare any attention for her and Asagiri, she spoke thoughtfully.

"The power of that Corpse Explosion was actually enough to kill him, and all it required was for resurrected corpses to get close to the enemy before being detonated. Even if these people are among the strongest Players at this stage, they shouldn’t possess such a powerful ability without risk or a severe resource cost. The only reasonable explanation is that Corpse Explosion has a limitation."

She paused slightly.

"The most likely limitation is that the power of Corpse Explosion is directly proportional to the strength of the resurrected corpse. The explosion caused by the bodies of his two teammates was powerful enough to kill Asagiri, but if the corpses weren’t that strong, the blast wouldn’t be nearly as powerful."

"Mm. That’s possible, but it doesn’t matter now."

Asagiri’s gaze swept past the corpse horde and landed on the three remaining enemies.

"My mental energy and physical stamina have both been depleted. I need to end this quickly."

Hearing his words, Sakurakawa Rikka parted her lips. They were already losing color.

"I can’t bear much more damage for you. If my physical condition declines too much in a short period, I’ll fall unconscious..."

"End the Link."

"Okay."

Sakurakawa Rikka nodded slightly and withdrew the black mist from Asagiri’s body.

Her figure swayed a little. Although her expression remained calm, her increasingly pale complexion made it clear that she was not lying. She truly was close to her limit.

"Are you ready?"

"Eh?"

Hearing Asagiri’s question, Sakurakawa Rikka froze for a moment. Confusion appeared on her face.

"Do I have to go too?"

"Of course."

Asagiri nodded with a smile.

"They’re quite strong. I need your help."

"But..."

Seeing Sakurakawa Rikka’s gaze turn toward her, Iwanaga Kotoko snorted and said irritably,

"Do I need your protection? Hurry up and finish off the enemies. I’m in a rush to eat eel cake."

"Ah? What cake?"

"Eel! Eel cake. Eel is the... never mind. You wouldn’t understand even if I explained it. Hurry up and finish this."

"Okay, I understand."

Sakurakawa Rikka nodded.

Then, together with Asagiri, she bypassed the corpse horde and charged toward the three enemies currently fighting against the Pale Ghost Hands and Prototype Mita.

"Hmm...?"

Seeing Sakurakawa Rikka and Asagiri move away from Iwanaga Kotoko, a strange gleam appeared in the Necromancer’s eyes. He lowered his voice to the two companions beside him.

"Hold them off."

"Understood."

Although those two Players were already struggling just to fend off Prototype Mita and the Pale Ghost Hands, they still agreed without hesitation.

The Player who could summon pitch black ghost shadows began transforming into a pitch black ghost shadow himself, while the other was completely wrapped in long, wet black hair.

As those two did everything they could to hold back Asagiri, Sakurakawa Rikka, and Prototype Mita, the Necromancer took a deep breath. Bloodshot veins filled his eyes, a sign of severe mental exhaustion.

"Corpse Strengthening!"

This time, the Necromancer was not strengthening a single corpse puppet.

He was strengthening every corpse under his control.

Under the effect of the skill, the corpses that had originally been torn apart by Crazy Mita and Human Asura rapidly stitched themselves back together. At the same time, every corpse’s strength rose sharply.

At that moment, the Necromancer heard a scream from his companion not far away.

"You couldn’t even hold them off for five seconds... What trash..."

The Necromancer did not even glance to the side. His eyes remained fixed on Iwanaga Kotoko, who was protected in the rear by three Mitas.

A ferocious look suddenly appeared on his previously numb and emotionless face.

"Go to hell!"

As he roared, dozens of corpses suddenly charged toward Iwanaga Kotoko.

Human Asura and Crazy Mita tried to intercept them, but in the end, they only managed to stop five.

The remaining twenty or so corpses quickly closed in, reaching a spot less than ten meters away from Iwanaga Kotoko.

"Don’t think you’ll succeed!"

Short-haired Mita, Hat Mita, and Mira stood ready for battle, protecting Iwanaga Kotoko.

However, the Necromancer suddenly burst into crazed laughter, eyes bulging as if they were about to split open.

"Corpse Explosion!"

The twenty or so corpse puppets detonated at the same time.

A dark green wave of flame instantly engulfed the bewildered Iwanaga Kotoko.

Seeing this, the Necromancer opened his mouth wide and laughed maniacally.

"It’s over... Hahaha, it’s over... Cough!"

Before he could finish laughing, Asagiri seized him by the throat.

Feeling the terrifying force crushing his neck, the Necromancer, whose life now hung by a thread, still looked at Asagiri with a condescending gaze. He endured the growing difficulty of breathing and mocked him.

"It’s too late... You’re already too late... That girl is dead... Dead!"

Just as the Necromancer was basking in triumph, he suddenly noticed Asagiri staring at him with pity.

As if he were looking at a fool.

And at that moment, a familiar voice he had never expected to hear rang out.

"Sigh... I have to say, as expected of someone who devoured the flesh and blood of a yokai. Even your brain has become muddled."

Sakurakawa Rikka watched as Iwanaga Kotoko slowly walked over, her clothes neat and elegant, without even the slightest tilt to her white beret. She pursed her lips and spoke softly.

"Please don’t keep making passive aggressive insinuations about me, all right?"

"Oh my."

Iwanaga Kotoko covered her mouth, acting as though she had only just realized it.

"I’m sorry. I forgot that you also devoured the flesh and blood of a yokai. Seeing a fellow kind in such a miserable state must make you feel unbearable sympathy, doesn’t it?"

Without waiting for Sakurakawa Rikka’s reply, Iwanaga Kotoko turned her gaze toward the Necromancer Player whose neck was being held by Asagiri.

Because he had just strengthened dozens of corpse puppets and used Corpse Explosion once again, his mental energy had been completely exhausted.

Without wasting a single word, she directly summoned a Pale Ghost Hand and thrust it into his skull.

"It really isn’t easy to force a mage class like you to exhaust all your mental energy..."

As she pulled out his soul, Iwanaga Kotoko suddenly changed the subject. Her smile became sweet and adorable.

"Fortunately, you are an idiot."

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