si-mexico Chapter 180 Neighboring Realms: The First Domain
Chapter 180 Neighboring Realms: The First Domain
A dark, deserted town, a world inhabited by quasi-elves, a hell, and a paradise for sinners—this is what people call the Neighborhood.
"Creatures that were once human" live here, and the area is divided into ten domains based on their composition.
—The 'Gate' representing the [First Realm]
—The Library, representing the [Second Domain]
—The 'King of White' representing the [Third Realm]
—Representing the "Fourth Realm"—'Relaxation'
—Representing the 'Trials and Growth' of the [Fifth Realm]
—Representing the 'unity' of the [Sixth Realm]
—Representing the 'Domination' of the [Seventh Realm]
—Representing the "Casualty-Free Warfare" of the Eighth Domain
—Representing the Ninth Realm: Singing for Those Who Love You
And where they are now, the tenth domain representing 'slaughter', the most chaotic and insane domain in history, where only the truly strong are worthy of surviving.
In a deserted town where even the sun doesn't exist, the only sign of life is a school building.
But the air in the school building was very cold. It wasn't air conditioning that was on; it was just a result of being filled with murderous intent. Life was chilled to the core.
When the school building doors were pushed open by two newcomers, what was rather surprising was—
"So many people..."
The interior decoration is typical of Japanese style, nothing special, and the classrooms are a bit old-fashioned. Rows of wooden desks and chairs are covered with dirty, faded black and white writing in a flamboyant style.
But what surprised the white-haired girl among the two girls who pushed open the door was this—a group of 'girls' sitting in chairs, who seemed to be around her age.
When the two men pushed the door open again, many of the girls' eyes turned to the same spot, which proved that the place was not deserted.
"Great! There are still living people here."
She was described by her companions as having no joy, but if one paid close attention, one could sense that those gazes were full of malice, hostility, and even malice. Unfortunately, she was unaware of this.
Two small dolls sat on the platform. One was a doll wearing a red kimono with long chestnut hair, looking quite gentle.
(As an aside: This might quite fit the fantasies of a certain extremely evil elf.)
The other image is of a boy doll with short blond hair, wearing shorts and carrying a backpack, looking like a model student who loves school.
"Two people? May I ask your names?"
A beautiful kimono-clad doll politely inquired. The girl named Sora was astonished that the doll could speak and had already refused to think about anything related to this world.
It's common knowledge that puppets can talk.
"Oh my~ I'm a new contestant, Kurumi Tokisaki."
The girl beside Kong Wu spoke, her voice carrying both elegance and wickedness. The puppet merely paused its movements, while the operator behind it peered at the girl through glass eyes.
"Without an invitation, I'm sorry, you cannot participate in this competition."
"Oh my, what a coincidence! I just happened to find one on my way here."
Upon hearing the girl's words, apart from the two dolls, all the other contestants turned their gazes toward Kurumi and the girl beside her as if they were eyeing prey.
Kurumi's meaning was quite clear: by obtaining this entry ticket, she meant that she had defeated or resolved the issue of the original recipient of the ticket.
"...I see. And who is this gentleman?"
The young woman smiled gracefully and said:
"My companion seems to have just arrived here. Because the opportunity is rare, we plan to use her as bait."
"That's right! I'm Kurumi's ally and bait, you know... bait? Am I bait?!"
The surprised white-haired girl quickly shouted.
"Yeah~ If you don't want to be bait, being the target isn't a bad option either~"
"Aren't they the same thing?"
"Why are you reacting so strongly? You were just talking fine a moment ago. On the way here, you said you would help without holidays or pay, begging me to treat you like a servant or a lowly person. Wasn't that you?"
"I didn't beg you! And I don't remember telling you I wanted to be your servant or maid!"
"Okay, okay. It's nothing, just a small matter."
"Trampling on other people's human rights, how dare you say that!"
Despite her repeated resistance, in this tenth realm where the strong rule, a newborn lamb who doesn't even know who she is truly not entitled to any human rights.
"Her soul crystallization is indeed as insignificant as a grain of sand to Xiao Ke. I understand now, so I'll accept her as bait."
"Thanks you."
Kurumi politely thanked the doll, while Sora could only helplessly accept her identity, and professionally used her spare energy to look around.
When I first came in, I thought these girls were about my age, but now I see that they are all holding unusual items.
This is a common item among quasi-elves, and it is also their weapon for survival. People call it the Nameless Angel.
Numerous weapons, disproportionate to their master's size, came into view: spears, powerful bows, halberds, and longswords were all present.
With a loud bang, following the sound, one could see a majestic puppet standing on the podium clapping its hands.
'Slap, slap, slap!'
Then the doll dressed in a red kimono returned to the podium and announced to the crowd in a soft voice:
"Everyone, the competition is now full, and registration is closed. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhu Xiaoting, and I will be the referee for this competition."
Then, another short-haired boy doll spoke up:
“My name is Lycos, and I also serve as a referee. What the two of us say is equivalent to what the ‘Puppet Master’ says.”
Upon hearing the name "puppet master," the people present displayed a complex range of reactions. Fear, reluctance to play, timidity, excitement, and disgust filled the classroom, creating a cacophony of emotions.
"Alright, now we'll call roll in order. Those whose names are called, please raise your hands and introduce yourselves. Also, we will point out any falsely reported weapons and spirit armor."
The two girls exchanged a glance. Zhu Xiaoting, dressed in a red kimono, held the list in one hand and slowly walked around the classroom, beginning to call roll.
“Seat number 1, Shirley Mujika, please stand up and state your information.”
"Yes! It's me! It's me!"
The brown-skinned girl raised her hand with sparkling eyes. Her cheerful, Brazilian-style voice, accompanied by an innocent smile, revealed adorable fangs.
"A magnifying glass? Oh dear!"
"Quiet."
Kurumi casually pinched her empty thigh. Sherry stood up, nodded to everyone, and gave a "Yay!" sign.
"I am the fifth spirit attribute, Sherry Mujika! The Nameless Angel is [Flame Demon's Eye]; the Spirit Armor is [Flame Spirit Armor - Number 28]! And then, uh... let me think, should we count the number of people killed?"
Although her tone was cheerful and her young face made her seem quite cute, it was truly terrifying when she said those words.
"Oh, well... she was just joking, wasn't she?"
I don't deny it, but thinking about it, it really can't be a joke.
"Uh...it seems that's not the case."
"My hobby is saving money! I want to work hard to save money! To support my siblings!"
Kong Wu was not only impressed, but also felt that Shirley must be a good child.
She has no siblings.
But Lulis's words immediately exposed the truth of the matter.
"So he's a bad kid."
"Hahahaha, you've been exposed!"
The girl didn't care that her lie had been exposed and simply plopped back down in her seat.
However, it's true that she had siblings. Some pseudo-elves come to the neighboring world with more memories. Sherry in her previous life did indeed work hard for her siblings.
But now that she's dead, her brothers and sisters have probably starved to death, or perhaps they've embarked on a path of no return. Who knows?
These are all stories that came later.
"Seat number 6."
Yes! Yes!
The girl stood up, bowed to the doll, and then nodded and bowed to those around her. While it might be considered old-fashioned and impolite, her dowdy Showa-era sailor uniform and long skirt were undeniably traditional.
(Comment: She was most likely in the same Showa era as Ming, but they didn't go to the same school. Her clothing style is similar to Sawa's, but unfortunately, she doesn't have a preference for meal replacements.)
Her hairstyle matched her uniform perfectly—a simple three-strand braid. Her slightly drooping eyes gave her a gentle appearance, but the ring-shaped blade hanging from her waist made this feature appear extremely jarring.
"what is that?"
That was an ancient Indian throwing weapon, similar to a handheld war wheel or a fist blade. Although it wasn't fatal, it was definitely the most painful weapon to strike a person.
"I am Libo Sie, the eighth spirit attribute. My nameless angel is [Wind Whisper War Wheel]; my spirit armor is [Wind Might Spirit Armor - 43]. My hobbies are cooking and tailoring."
Upon seeing the girl's gentle demeanor, Kongwu involuntarily clapped his hands. Shaihui smiled gracefully and waved back.
She's probably the type that some extremely evil spirit would like, since she's so gentle...
However, the doll that began to explain in certain situations once again destroyed any remaining concerns about the lack of kindness.
"By the way, the war wheel she possesses can cut off your head."
"But even so, I still want to believe he's a good person..."
(I take back what I said, that extremely evil elf probably doesn't have this kind of masochistic hobby.)
After all, in this field, cute, kind, and well-behaved people don't last long.
Incidentally, her past is quite similar to Sawa's in some ways, but unfortunately, she never had a hero to protect her until her death.
"The seat number is 11 digits, Ao... should we read it like that?"
"...It's Cang. Cang, the tenth spiritual attribute."
She answered Zhu Zhu Xiao Machi's question in a low voice. The girl's brightly colored hair swayed in the wind, and her eyes held a coldness that suggested she was determined to face anything.
This determined and sharp look has a captivating charm that attracts both men and women.
"Please stand up and introduce yourself."
The girl named Cang stood up without saying a word. The long-handled spear-axe in her hand was a composite weapon that combined the power of a warhammer and a spear. It was perfect for beating people up or anything else.
When their eyes met, Kong Wu's heart began to pound wildly. It wasn't the flutter of a young girl's heart, but rather the sheer terror of the other person.
"Nameless Angel [Celestial Star Wolf]. Spirit Gear... [Instant Death Spirit Gear - Chapter 15]"
The moment Cang finished speaking, the classroom erupted in commotion.
Despite the various events that befell her, Cang still seemed absent-minded, constantly gazing out the window as if searching for her destined rival.
...(omitted) Later, there was no further explanation because of the poor quality of the song by the gorilla.
Due to space limitations, the remaining few less important ones will be mentioned briefly.
"The fourth spirit attribute, Ibusuki Tenie! The nameless angel is the [Bronze Monster], spirit dress [Old Ito Spirit Dress 52]! Dear elder sisters, please take care of me!"