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78. It's Me.
Players who use scythes are uncommon.
Especially such a large and crude scythe.
If there was a player carrying around such a scythe, there could only be one person.
'C-could it be Black Scythe?'
As if by agreement, they both thought of the same person.
The undisputed #1 ranked high-level player that no player wouldn't know.
'Is he really saying he's Black Scythe?'
Lost Yak erased his surprised expression and narrowed his eyes.
There was a disconnect between reality and the idea of this being Black Scythe.
'First, he's short.'
A height that didn't seem to reach even 170cm.
A large scythe that looked difficult to wield.
A somewhat young-sounding voice, small build, etc.
It was very different from the imagined image of Black Scythe.
'Of course, comparing to an avatar is stupid in itself, but...'
What can you do when he looks so unimpressive?
But Hwang Yong-min, who had actually faced Black Scythe before, knew.
'B-Black Scythe... It's really, really Black Scythe!'
Though the build was different, the speech and atmosphere were exactly the same.
Above all, those eyes visible through the mask were unforgettable.
'It's real... The real one has appeared.'
His hair stood on end and his limbs trembled intermittently.
It was like the reaction of prey recognizing a predator.
'To think Black Scythe would appear in reality...'
He had long forgotten his vow to cut Black Scythe in half if he saw him in reality.
Honestly, that was just a joke.
How could he kill someone with more than double his level?
'But why is Black Scythe here...?'
No, more than that, why did he use his name?
Shouldn't they have no more business with each other?
Anyway, appearing armed like this couldn't be with good intentions.
Whether his hands were sweating or to relieve tension, Hwang Yong-min repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fists.
At that strange behavior, Lost Yak looked at Black Scythe again.
'Is he really Black Scythe? That guy?'
Even he who had only thought of him dismissively now had a somewhat tense expression.
'I've never seen him in person, but if he's really Black Scythe...'
Someone like himself at level 20 would be no match.
A surprise attack would probably be the only answer.
"You."
Lost Yak flinched at the sudden address.
"W-what?"
"You didn't come alone, right?"
"..."
"Tell the others to come out too. I know everything."
Lost Yak was honestly surprised.
He wanted to clap in surprise.
'To think he even figured out there were other executives...'
Until just now, he had only suspected he might be Black Scythe.
But this confirmed it.
Regardless of whether he was Black Scythe or not, he wasn't an opponent to be taken lightly.
That's when.
Thud thud-
Perhaps because they heard the voice telling them to come out?
Two men who were hiding in the hallway stairs revealed themselves.
It was [Soboroo Tastes Bad] and [Poporin].
"Ah, we've been found out."
"How did you know we were here?"
Not knowing he could detect them with Presence Detection, the two approached Ryumin.
"Don't come any closer. If you don't want to die."
"Kik, acting tough for a little shit."
When Soboroo sneered, Poporin stopped him.
"Hey, are you really that Black Scythe?"
At Poporin's question, Ryumin waved his scythe.
"You should know from seeing this, right?"
"I heard he uses a scythe as his main weapon, but we've never seen Black Scythe in person. We can't tell just from the scythe."
"Then why did you ask? If you weren't going to believe anyway."
"Still, I wanted to hear it directly from you."
"Fine, I'm Black Scythe. Satisfied?"
When he admitted to being Black Scythe, Poporin's eyes changed.
[The target you are currently looking at is telling the 'truth'.]
It was because of the [Rune of Truth] he possessed.
Soboroo beside him turned to Poporin and asked.
"What does it say?"
"It says... truth."
At those words, the executives looked at Black Scythe with surprised eyes.
'This person is that famous Black Scythe...?'
'To think it was really true when I thought it couldn't be...'
Though everyone was surprised as if unexpected at the somewhat disconnected real appearance...
'Damn, I'm screwed.'
Only Soboroo had an expression like he'd eaten shit.
Because he had acted arrogantly just earlier thinking there's no way he'd be Black Scythe.
'Damn it. This damn mouth of mine!'
To have offended someone who might become a cafe executive.
If they became family, it was obvious he'd be marked.
'What should I do? Sh-should I apologize for my mistake first? N-no. Maybe he didn't hear. He's still quiet now.'
Soboroo who was reading the atmosphere spoke first, his feet burning.
"Black Scythe-nim. Nice to mee..."
"Cut the greetings."
Ryumin pointed his scythe at Soboroo.
"You said you wanted to confirm if I'm Black Scythe, right? Then confirm with skill."
"S-skill?"
Soboroo was flustered.
It was no different from a level 40 challenging a level 20 to a duel.
The intention was clear.
'Damn, so he was holding a grudge after all?'
He clearly intends to humiliate him in front of people.
'Th-this is hopeless. I have to apologize unconditionally.'
Of course he had no confidence in winning.
He could tell without even fighting.
"I-I'm really sorry for my rudeness earlier, Black Scythe-nim."
"Never mind sorry, don't you need to confirm if I'm really Black Scythe?"
"There's no need to show your skills. The confirmation is already over."
Poporin intervened, but Black Scythe's anger wasn't appeased.
"You say confirmation is over just from me saying my name?"
"Ah... Well, I have a rune related to that..."
"Forget it, if you block my attack I'll forget about your rudeness earlier. Shall we start?"
"B-Black Scythe-nim. If you could just forgive me this once..."
Before Soboroo could finish apologizing, it happened.
Slash-!
With an eerie sound, Soboroo's head fell downwards.
Thud- Roll-
The two were terrified as their comrade's head rolled to their feet.
'Damn!!! What the hell is this bastard!?'
Lost Yak wanted to scream.
But he just swallowed, feeling he'd end up like Soboroo if he did.
Poporin's feelings weren't much different.
'I-I didn't even see him swing the scythe.'
An overwhelming gap.
It was a speed difficult to follow even with the common skill Dynamic Vision Enhancement.
"B-Black Scythe-nim! Wh-what are you doing?"
"What do you mean what. I proved I'm Black Scythe with skill."
"I said there was no need for that..."
"Haah..."
The two held their heads as if it had become troublesome.
A person in reality died.
An executive at that.
It's not like they can revive like in the other world.
If there's a silver lining, it's that he wasn't a founding member, but an executive recruited through interviews.
He can be replaced easily enough.
'But who to replace him with.'
At that moment, the madman in the white mask entered their view.
If it was Black Scythe, he'd be the optimal talent to put in an executive position.
They came here to recruit him in the first place.
But...
'Accept a madman who cuts down comrades as an executive?'
'The chairman definitely won't agree. He cares more about subordinates' lives.'
The risk of bringing in Black Scythe as an ally was too great.
As you can see, he was a cold-blooded killer who kills people for trivial reasons.
So the two didn't ponder long.
'It's dangerous to accept Black Scythe as a comrade. If we can't embrace him, we have to kill him here.'
No matter what, they couldn't just let it slide after he murdered a comrade.
If he can't be an ally, they'll just kill him.
It was the right thing to do even in terms of eliminating a competitor.
The chairman would probably agree too.
'It won't be easy. The opponent is level 40.'
'First we need to catch him off guard by pretending to surrender. That's the only way.'
Just as the two exchanged glances and tacitly agreed to murder, at that moment.
"How amusing."
A chuckle flowed out from behind Ryumin's mask.
"Did you think I wouldn't be suspicious if you showed killing intent so openly?"
"Huh? Wh-what do you mean..."
"You were just planning to kill me. Did you think I wouldn't know?"
"Haha, there's no way. How could we possibly..."
"You were planning to pretend to surrender by bowing your heads like now, then surprise attack me. Right?"
"..."
They had no words after being hit right on the mark.
It's as if he could read minds.
"Do you know why I used Hwang Yong-min's name and address to apply?"
Of course they didn't know.
"Because I wanted to meet you executives."
"Us?"
The executives looked at each other.
"Wh-what do you want?"
"It's simple. Die for me."
"..."
If it was someone else they might have dismissed it as a joke, but the opponent was Black Scythe.
He's definitely not the type to joke around.
He already killed one executive as an example.
Above all, there was thick killing intent in his eyes.
'Wh-what should we do? Th-think. If we stay like this we'll just die like dogs.'
Poporin, who was somewhat of a thinker, tried to calmly assess the situation.
But there was no way his head would work in such a flustered state.
Especially in an urgent situation like now.
'F-first let's try to persuade him. Buying time by persuading is the only answer.'
Though he killed someone out of the blue, maybe dialogue was still possible.
With that thought, Poporin was about to open his mouth but.
"Huh?"
He unconsciously let out a dumbfounded sound.
Because Lost Yak had also become a headless corpse.
Thud-
In an instant, two corpses were created.
A pool of blood quickly formed on the floor and only three people remained in the hallway.
The trembling Hwang Yong-min and Poporin, and the Grim Reaper.
'Ah... He lured us out to kill us all from the start.'
Fear filled Poporin's eyes as he faced reality.
"Wh-why? What grudge do you have against us..."
"What about you?"
Shing-
Ryumin's scythe touched Poporin's neck.
"What grudge did you have to frame and kill innocent people?"
"H-how did you..."
"Did you think I wouldn't know? That you kill people as an interview test?"
"..."
"Especially for executive interviews. Having to personally deal with innocent civilians one-on-one."
"...They weren't innocent civilians."
Poporin spoke as if wronged.
"Inferior ordinary people who dared to make statements looking down on players. While inwardly envying abilities they don't have. Humans with such double standards deserve to die."
"What about you?"
"..."
"You're strict with others but lenient on yourself. Isn't that a double standard too?"
"How unpleasant. When you don't even know me."
'Why wouldn't I know. I see right through you with the Rune of Inner Thoughts.'
Ryumin swallowed those words and raised his scythe.
"I may not know everything else, but I know this one thing."
Slash-!
The head that fell like a grape rolled on the floor.
"That you're trash who killed ordinary people."
He glanced to the side to see Hwang Yong-min trembling in fear.
"There's no need to be afraid. I'll send you to your friends soon too."
Was he triggered by the word "friends"?
Hwang Yong-min who was trembling until just now looks with a serious expression.
"How do you know about my friends?"
"Why wouldn't I know. We hung out together. Strictly speaking, I was dragged around by your group."
"What?"
Ryumin smiled at Hwang Yong-min who was looking as if he was talking nonsense.
"Don't you know who I am?"
"Well, Black Scythe..."
Hwang Yong-min couldn't continue speaking.
Because the face of Black Scythe revealed as he took off his mask was a face he knew well.
"It's me. Ryu Min, the one you bullied."
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