[Are you serious?!]
"What do you think those bastards are?"
"I think they're Prophets. Considering your reaction, and the way they talk."
They kept calling me an extra, but anyone could see they were bastards who had read the novel.
That much was even more obvious from the way, the moment Dokja said she was Yoo Joonghyuk, they lowered their eyes and switched into respectful mode as if they already knew Yoo Joonghyuk.
I really don't get why they think they're the only ones who read the novel.
"So shut up and follow along."
"...Got it."
I didn't like it, but if Dokja told me to do it, what else was there to do?
If she said jump, I jumped.
Even though I'd never been in the military, this kind of thing felt way too familiar.
"Uh... no way...?"
"What is it?"
"N-no, it's nothing."
Wow, look at those sparkling eyes.
Were they trying to imitate Yoo Joonghyuk?
Dokja, I'm sorry to say this, but there's a huge wall between you and Joonghyuk.
You live in different worlds.
"Try looking to the side. Do you even know what kind of faces Lee Hyunsung and Jung Heewon are making while they stare at you?"
"Shut up. I'm embarrassed too."
Yeah, if you weren't embarrassed, you wouldn't be human.
"And just let him keep looking."
"Why?"
"Because he can't see mine anyway. You probably wouldn't get it, Brother."
So it was fine because he couldn't see hers?
That couldn't be the only reason.
At that moment, the bastard's eyes shifted toward Lee Hyunsung.
'Ah. So that's it?'
If he'd read the novel, then he would know that right now Lee Hyunsung and Lee Jihye were by Yoo Joonghyuk's side.
It looked like she meant to let him confirm Lee Hyunsung with his own eyes and make him believe she really was Yoo Joonghyuk.
"Insolent bastard. You'd better be careful where you point those eyes."
"Ghk."
"Did you think I wouldn't notice just because you were peeping with a mere B-rank skill?"
I was going to die trying not to laugh.
What made it even funnier was how her tone was weirdly close to Yoo Joonghyuk's.
"...No, but this asshole's been speaking casually to me this whole time...!"
"Do what you want. The ones standing beside 'Yoo Joonghyuk' need to have at least one thing that makes them special."
Put simply, this was what she meant.
'Kill him.'
Right. I'd already disliked him for a while, but since we needed to learn about these Prophets, I couldn't kill him right away.
But now this bastard was picking a fight and practically begging, 'Please kill me,' so there was no reason not to.
These people were lucky, really.
If this had been the real Yoo Joonghyuk instead of Dokja, the moment she smelled something suspicious, they would've all been slaughtered. Because it was Dokja and me, it was ending with just one.
Grab!
"Mmph! Mmpph!!"
"W-what is this?!"
From their side, my sudden move seemed to catch them off guard, but maybe because they were used to it by now, neither Lee Hyunsung nor Jung Heewon reacted much.
'Yeah, by this point, they should be used to it.'
Creak
When I tightened my grip, a sound came out of a human head that should never come out of one.
The sound of a head, of a skull, slowly being crushed while its owner was still alive.
The one whining about my casual speech must have been in unbearable pain, because all he could do was clutch at my wrist and thrash.
I didn't care. I put even more strength into my hand.
Crunch
With a hideous sound, his body went limp.
Blood splattered all over me.
His companions stared at me with terror written across their faces.
"A bug that doesn't even know its place."
[Constellations of the Absolute Evil alignment cheer!]
[The Demon King, 'Demon King of Wrath and Lust,' applauds.]
[1,000 Coins have been sponsored.]
As expected, every broadcast needed at least one big spender.
"I've shown something ugly in front of an honored guest. Let me introduce myself properly."
Ha. So losing one companion was a price he was willing to pay if it meant getting Yoo Joonghyuk?
Or maybe... since he'd called me an extra, maybe he saw all of this as just a novel, and aside from 'real people' like himself, he only registered us as fictional characters dying.
"My name is Lee Seongguk. I'm the vice representative of Dongmyo Station."
.
.
.
After a simple negotiation, we decided to head to Dongmyo Station.
"Hand over Dongmyo Station."
"Pardon?"
"I said hand it over."
"W-we will!"
"I don't need it!!"
"???"
It was a very smooth, very good deal.
If we weren't the ones taking a loss, then it was a good deal.
"This way."
Dokja said there were two reasons she had bothered to follow this bastard all the way here.
The first was to see whether this Lee Seongguk bastard also had that 'something' she couldn't tell even me about.
The second was to get at least a rough grasp of how many Prophets there were.
To find that out, one way or another, we had to learn it here, in what could be called their main base.
I had no way of knowing what it was that only Dokja possessed, but I could barely guess it was something related to the novel.
"What are you staring at so hard?"
"Hhk! I-it's nothing!"
I couldn't see it clearly from that far away, but it looked like a group chat.
Even I had to be a little shocked that the internet worked here.
Maybe it was some kind of group chat where only those Prophets shared information with each other.
And there was one more thing I learned.
That 'Dokja's something' was connected to her phone.
Otherwise, there would've been no reason for her to suddenly dash out like that.
Originally, she must have been trying to check whether he had the same thing she did.
Of course, whatever he had was probably different from what she possessed.
If a mere group chat were the thing Dokja had, there would be no reason not to use it and no reason not to tell me, which only made me more certain.
"Th-this way! The representative is waiting inside."
"Move it, move it!"
"A-all right."
They're really showing this side of themselves out in the open.
Not a show of force... no, it felt closer to neglect. If she were really Yoo Joonghyuk, she wouldn't care about something like this at all, so she was just leaving it alone.
"No, seriously, what is this, some kind of kingdom...?"
"If there's a king, then a kingdom follows."
I'd already seen it over and over, and history had proven it too: once a person in power appears, a group naturally forms around that person.
"Don't act rashly. Stay here for now and watch the situation. Especially you, Kim Dokyun."
"Sure, sure. Of course I will. Whose order do you think it is?"
[The Gardener is worried about his collapsing humanity.]
[The more desperately one wishes for something, the faster one's humanity is consumed.]
[The Gardener hopes you will soon regain the old self who was kind to 'everyone.']
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