As viewers, you really can help.
For example, in the world that Ms. Saeko Busujima is currently livestreaming, viewers with a "normal" camera angle can often see the surroundings more clearly than she can.
That way, if something goes wrong—if anything creeps up behind her—viewers can warn her in time.
Which brings us back to the question.
Ms. Busujima suddenly turned off the stream before entering the bathroom. What was that supposed to mean?
It inevitably made Fallen Angel Kuroneko's thoughts drift toward "adult-only content."
Probably not, right?
After all, Ms. Busujima hasn't exactly fallen in love with him at first sight.
Then again… Kuroneko had read and watched enough novels, anime, and games to know that female characters sometimes get drawn in by a man's performance, notice the sincerity behind it, and end up captivated.
Even Kuroneko, just watching his actions, felt his blood boil with excitement.
Of course, compared to what he'd gone through in his original world, this was mild.
After all, in his world, he'd already died several times.
So this biohazard outbreak posed basically no threat to him.
Back to the point—if Ms. Busujima really intended to do something "adult," it wouldn't make sense for her to cut the stream and then immediately… offer herself.
And she even pulled Dr. Shizuka Marikawa in with her.
Wait.
Was she carrying a medical bag?
Was she going to treat his wound?
Speaking of which, it was only after Ms. Busujima started streaming that Kuroneko truly saw what she looked like, and realized she was different from the manga depiction.
In manga, a character's appearance is essentially an artist's visualization of textual description. Until you see the real person, no matter how detailed the drawing is, it will still differ somewhat from the "true" original.
But the real Ms. Busujima on stream was even more beautiful.
And yes—her figure was real too, or rather, even more exaggerated than in the manga.
Because the livestream was dynamic. As long as they moved even slightly, everything would sway.
If the movement got bigger, the image started to feel unreal.
Especially Dr. Shizuka—she was the most exaggerated of all the women, and Kuroneko was genuinely stunned.
Not only him, either.
A lot of female viewers also went quiet.
That was especially true for Ms. Tendou, whose words were dripping with envy, jealousy, and spite. You could practically hear her grinding her teeth.
Honestly, if Kuroneko had even half of Dr. Shizuka's… no, even a third… it would be enough to crush girls his age on sheer presence alone.
So did Ms. Busujima's world really have women this exaggerated?
Was this a world full of… overwhelmingly endowed women?
Kuroneko finally understood why, when he'd chatted with Mr. Golden Toilet before and the conversation drifted to Ms. Busujima's world, Mr. Golden Toilet's writing had suddenly started to "change."
If the biohazard outbreak never happened, this place would basically be a paradise for that particular preference.
"How does this livestream even increase the chance of a 'slip' like that?"
Kuroneko was sleepy, ready to log off and go to bed.
Before logging off, though, he noticed that he also had a livestream switch, and his thoughts circled back to the beginning.
He'd already told everyone how livestreaming could generate earnings, but Kuroneko himself still hadn't started streaming.
Because streaming himself would be fun too.
As for other people, some were already streaming.
Ms. Komoe Tendou was streaming right now, in fact—she was dealing with a primitive animal corpse.
A black-haired, straight-haired swordswoman beauty fighting a mantis-shaped monster was, admittedly, a little shocking.
…
Rei Miyamoto noticed the changes in that young man who had already renamed himself Ito.
In fact, as long as everyone paid attention, they would all notice his changes.
Back at school, his face had looked like it was scarred from burns—faint, patchy, and unsettling.
But now, his face was almost normal, revealing neat, well-shaped features. He looked young—at most two or three years older than her.
Most importantly, his hair.
There were no longer any broken patches.
Rei remembered that early this morning, under the cap he wore, he was practically bald.
Now his hair had grown in again, about as full as a short buzz cut.
And when she'd been tending to the puncture wound earlier, she'd noticed strange patches of skin on his body.
When Dr. Shizuka had leaned in to treat him up close, the skin on his face had also shown signs of peeling.
That suggested those "burn-like" injuries weren't just on his face.
They were probably all over.
"What is it?" Ito asked.
"Eh? N-no, nothing," Rei replied blankly, realizing he'd caught her staring.
"Get ready to get in the vehicles," Ito said suddenly. [Ito is Kain, he just renamed himself to sounds Japanese]
That made the person still refueling freeze for a moment, then immediately stop pouring gasoline from the drum.
To travel properly, they naturally planned to top off fuel nearby, and also prepare several extra cans—just in case.
Once everyone was aboard, the military armored vehicle rumbled as it set off again.
Its interior space was about the same as a van, and since a van could cram in that many people, in theory they could all squeeze into this one too.
But in a real emergency, being packed like sardines would make it hard to move your hands and feet.
So aside from Ito, this vehicle carried only women.
The remaining people rode in another modified off-road vehicle that could also ford water.
"Does anyone have a route plan?" Saya asked, unable to help herself.
They'd originally planned to load more fuel cans, but now everyone seemed oddly unmotivated.
She also noticed that Ms. Busujima had become even more vigilant.
In the darkness of the night, she must have sensed something.
So Saya couldn't help but reach for her handgun.
Dr. Shizuka's friend's house had a small armory. It had been emptied out now, and Saya had taken a pistol.
"Northwest. There's someone close," Ito said.
The girl with glasses immediately raised night-vision binoculars at the window and looked toward the direction he indicated.
The drone gave off a faint pinprick of light—dim even compared to a firefly. At that distance, normal human eyes would never see it.
But Ito was no longer a normal human.
After being improved by those "wonder drugs," his vision had obviously advanced—his night sight included.
And this drone wasn't something he'd just noticed.
He'd spotted it ten minutes ago.
At first, he thought it was a coincidence passing by.
But in the end, he confirmed it was monitoring their group.
"^_^" So you're saying it's spying on us?
"How would I know?" Ito replied.
That made Saya very unhappy—not because of his tone, but because he suddenly tossed a hard drive at her that felt like it weighed as much as a brick.
It landed on her thigh.
It hurt.
"Keep it safe," Ito said.
The moment the words fell, he opened the front passenger door and jumped out.
The door slammed shut behind him.
In the next second, the vehicle shook violently.
It had been hit by an attack.
And Saya more or less understood his plan.
He'd dropped into the river, intending to capture whoever was tracking them.
As for why he had to go into the water—because the armored vehicle was driving alongside the riverbank. There was no better place to break away without being noticed, and the water would also help cover his traces.
The front passenger seat had originally had another person riding with him—Ms. Busujima.
But she wasn't holding the hard drive, of course.
This was a sudden incident, and Ms. Busujima needed to fight. Carrying that thing would only get in her way.
…
Two women were tracking the two vehicles as they followed the river.
Given the other side's strength—and not knowing what faction they belonged to—they didn't make direct contact.
Instead, they used the drone to monitor them.
"Yuuko, the drone battery is almost—" the goggle-wearing girl began.
Before she could finish, Yuuko Sagiri yanked the small speedboat into a sharp turn and accelerated.
Just as they were about to crash into the riverbank, Yuuko reached out, grabbed the girl, and jumped.
Boom!
The speedboat exploded.
But the girl was only scraped up, while Yuuko was thrown into a situation more severe than ever before.
That kind of reaction was extremely rare for her.
It was because the enemy was not simple.
Right then, beneath the boat—using the speedboat's motion like a launch—something surged upward like a fish leaping out of water.
Now, under the firelight of the explosion, it slowly stepped onto the riverbank.
And by that firelight, the girl finally saw its face clearly.
Her pupils shrank.
It was Miyamoto's friend.
She also noticed Yuuko's abnormal state.
Since meeting Yuuko, this was the first time she had ever seen her expression so grim—so tense that sweat even slid down her fair forehead.
The most obvious sign was Yuuko's hair.
Its color shifted sharply, from brown to a silvery pink.
This was the change that happened when Yuuko got completely serious.
Which meant the person in front of them was extremely dangerous.
(End of Chapter)
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