Love You Tenth Day: 02 [Militza Carax] ★ (89) (Patreon)

*Tenth Day: 02 [Militza Carax] ★*

The moment [Scar] pulled the professor down and stabbed him once more with the kitchen knife, the party venue erupted into chaos.

"Uwaaaaaaah!?"

"Sh-she's a murderer!"

"I-I'll go get the director!"

"You idiot, get the security bots!"

"Why!? Why is this happening!?"

"Hey, I can't connect to operations!"

Everyone was panicking, shouting and screaming as if a hornet's nest had been stirred.

Ignoring the scene, [Scar] twisted her wrist with a flourish. Then, she pulled the blood-and-gunk-covered blade from the convulsing professor and once again addressed the audience through the microphone.

"Alright, everyone. Quiet down, quiet down."

There was no way they would quiet down just by being told. But [Scar] continued to speak to them as they clamored.

"Uhm, unfortunately, the director will not be making an appearance. He passed away a short while ago, as I killed him. All the staff who remained on the ship, as well. Also, the security bots won't be coming out. That's because we have control of the chronoship. It would be a problem if it were hacked and taken back, so we'll be shutting down the power in a little while."

Thinking it impossible, Militza tried to check the mainframe's status via her portable terminal. But access itself was denied. The same went for the back route she had constructed.

"In other words, for all of you to survive, you'll need to eliminate me yourselves. Do your best, now. I'll be rooting for you."

[Scar] placed her clasped hands against her right cheek and said with a sweet smile. The murmuring students fell dead silent, as if doused with water.

With those words, they all finally realized. She, [Scar]... had come here to kill every single one of them.

(...Where is she?)

Militza quickly scanned the area, checking Violette's position. Too far. And too many people in between.

Besides, rushing over in this situation would be a bad move. She had to avoid provoking [Scar], and more importantly, if she made any panicked movements here, it could trigger a mass panic among the others.

That, above all else, had to be avoided.

"Don't fuck with me! You murderer!"

The one who raised his voice was... Gomez?

(You imbecile! Don't provoke [Scar]!)

Militza, who had been cautiously moving towards Violette, cursed inwardly.

"What right do you have to say something like that! Do you think you can get away with this atrocity!?"

[Scar] looked at his face and tilted her head.

"Oh, you think so?"

"Of course! This is an outrage!"

"What a coincidence. I think so too."

"Huh!?"

"Ah, so you really did it without any preparation for retaliation. I knew it, though."

"What are you talking about?"

(Stop it, Gomez! Don't provoke her any further right now.)

Hurriedly, but trying her best not to stand out, Militza continued to make her way toward Violette.

But in the meantime, another person raised their voice. That was... Mercury.

"[Scar], don't get ahead of yourself just because you won the competition! This isn't a replicated space, it's normal space! Do you really think you, with no [Ability] or anything, can win against the more than fifty people here!?"

"Ooh," the students murmured.

"...Y-yeah, that's right!"

"What can you do!"

Those who had regained their composure shouted one after another. The venue became tumultuous once more. The atmosphere, which had been on the verge of being consumed by [Scar], had slightly recovered thanks to Mercury's words.

(Not bad, Mercury. That was a good remark. With these numbers, we can definitely restrain [Scar].)

Yes, the important thing was to make use of their numerical advantage. And not to panic. If they could do that, they should be more than capable of handling this.

(It's fine, it's fine. As long as we can subdue [Scar], there will be plenty of opportunities to regain control of the chronoship.)

However.

"No! Everyone! Be careful!"

A voice close to a scream rang out. A familiar voice—it was Violette's cry.

The blood drained from Militza's face.

"Violette, stop! Don't say it! If you say that, it's all over!"

She shouted in a panic, but her voice was lost in the surrounding noise and didn't reach her.

And the situation began to spiral in the worst possible direction Militza had predicted.

"[Scar], that girl! Even though she's [No Ability]! Even though she has no power at all! She's a monster who kept killing the other contenders and won!"

With that one sentence, the place froze over again.

Militza understood instinctively that this time, unlike before, it was decisive.

(That stupid girl!)

She gritted her teeth. But it was too late.

Step. Step.

[Scar] slowly descended from the stage and began to walk.

Terrified and screaming, the students backed away as if a wave were receding.

"Well then, shall we begin?"

Smiling sweetly, [Scar] raised her hand high and snapped her fingers.

『Spatial replication unnecessary. Domain fixation unnecessary. Contender transfer unnecessary.』

Through the nanomachines, a familiar voice reached Militza's mind. It was the AI announcement used for moderating the test.

It seemed the other students had heard it too, as they all wore looks of utter shock.

『Side A! [Scar]!』

A sequence they all knew.

『Side B! [27th Century Team]!』

Yes, the same sequence as the start of a battle.

『The battle area is this entire island. If you are confident in your ability to swim, you may leave the area.』

And if the sequence was the same... then when this announcement ended, what awaited them was a fight to the death.

『The time will be unlimited. The battle will end upon the death of the opposing side.』

Someone screamed. The terror must have become unbearable.

『No help can be obtained.』

That scream was the trigger. The confusion spread, and the venue descended into a state of panic.

『Now, please begin the battle!』

Ding.

The idiotic sound echoed. But this was surely no longer just a notification for the start of a battle.

Then what was it? It was decided.

It was the short proclamation of an execution.