Previous Life Extra 4: Shisui Doesn't Talk to Idiots

Tsukimi Shisui passed by the collapsed waiter, a single Feather Bullets ended his last breath.

Subsequently, instead of digging out the Kakuhou the highest Rc Cells concentration as usual, he did not eat.

Instead, they walked directly past the pile of corpses and blood, heading towards the interior of the Ghoul Restaurant.

Shisui's unusual behavior, which could be described as wasting food, is enough to show his disgust for the Ghoul Restaurant.

No, it should be said that it was his undisguised disgust and murderous intent towards those who invaded his territory.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Hahaha, let's kill him!"

"That dismantling expert down there has good swordsmanship, but he's too slow. Who brought him here?"

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense. This is a dismantling expert trained by the restaurant itself. Be careful not to offend the restaurant and get kicked out."

The stands on the first floor were bustling with noise, with most of the Ghouls of average strength gathered there.

The higher tiers of the stands offer a wider view and better treatment.

The topmost rooms are even spacious private rooms with one-way glass partitions, a blatant display of differential treatment.

Beneath these stands lies a vast, empty arena, roughly the size of half a football field.

Dismembered limbs and bits of flesh, along with dried crimson stains, were smeared across the site.

The heavy smell of blood lingered and condensed like the low pressure mixed with moisture before a downpour.

At this moment, a cat-and-mouse game is unfolding inside the Colosseum.

The one playing the "cat" role is naturally a dismantling expert carefully trained by the Ghoul Restaurant.

The opponent's crimson Koukaku extended from his shoulder, covering his entire right hand, and from which a sharp longsword extended.

The dismantler with a long sword Kagune is like the most skilled sashimi chef, constantly slicing off paper-thin pieces of meat from the fleeing "rat".

Ahead, the "rat," struggling desperately with adrenaline, was almost covered in blood.

He was completely naked, with not a single patch of skin intact.

The continuous blood loss had already made him stagger.

The laughter and shouts coming from the stands above me grew increasingly faint.

He knew he was about to reach his limit.

The moment he realized this, it was as if his adrenaline had suddenly stopped working, and he began to feel pain.

A violent, convulsive, brain-piercing pain swept over me.

It instantly crushed his will to survive, which he had built up with the support of his parents.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, as the long sword came slashing down, he violently slammed it against the blade.

His neck was instantly sliced open by the sharp Kagune.

"Thump!"

The mangled head crashed onto the blood-smeared ground.

Before his brain died completely, he seemed to hear a sudden burst of terrified screams from the stands.

He didn't have time to tell whether it was real or just his dying self-deception; he died completely the next moment.

The dismantling engineer stood frozen in place, his body trembling slightly.

At this moment, he resembled more the prey that had just been fleeing than a ruthless executioner.

Because he made a mistake.

For the dismantlers of the Ghoul Restaurant, there are only two possible verdicts for mistakes.

One is a capital offense, the other is a fate worse than death.

However, a moment later, the trembling dismantler realized something was wrong.

He barely managed to break free from his fear when he heard cheers that were completely different from what he was used to.

Sharp, panicked, insane...

Rather than cheers, it sounded more like the familiar wail of prey.

On the first-floor stands, Ghouls at the east entrance were scrambling to escape in different directions.

They used both hands and feet, even their Kagune, and were willing to step over others.

However, all of this was in vain.

Hundreds of transparent crystals shot out again from the east entrance, piercing the brains of many Ghouls and killing them instantly.

Many more crystals pierced the Ghouls ' limbs or torsos, then exploded, leaving them a bloody mess.

Tsukimi Shisui led this rabble slowly into the restaurant.

His expression was very calm, showing neither excitement nor rejection.

It's as if he's not slaughtering his own kind, but taking a stroll.

When Shisui passed by the piled-up corpses, he casually grabbed one and tore off a Kagune along with the Kakuhou.

Then, naturally, the body begins to replenish the energy it has consumed.

Perhaps there were just too many people in the first-floor stands.

It wasn't until Shisui was driving the sheep and it was almost time for the next chapter that the waiters from the Ghoul Restaurant finally arrived.

The waiters stood in a row, blocking the fleeing guests from the Shisui and domineering crowd.

"Why did you attack our Ghoul Restaurant?"

One of the waiters, who was staring directly into Shisui 'Kakugan, spoke first and immediately began to question him.

Shisui almost laughed out of anger.

Dude, I've already come all this way to your door, and this is the first thing you ask?

Too lazy to waste words with idiots, Shisui Ukaku suddenly unleashed a menacing Bikaku near his lower back.

Ukaku suddenly unleashed a barrage of fire on the enemy.

At the same time, Shisui toward its prey at top speed.

During this time, he finished the Kakuhou in his hand in a few bites and threw away the Kagune, which had a terrible texture and taste.

Immediately afterwards, it pounced on its unsuspecting prey.

"Wait, you can't..."

"Click."

Shisui twisted the waiter's neck and snapped it.

"Bang!!"

Each of the eight Bikaku had one of its heads blown off almost simultaneously.

In just a few moments, nine waiters died on the spot, leaving only a few small ones, who turned around in terror and tried to escape.

However, they were soon pierced through the skull by the Bikaku and died.

The Ghouls in the stands were terrified at the sight.

These guys, whose strength might not even reach A-level, are just as afraid of death as they love watching their prey struggle for their lives.

Shisui Sui walked listlessly toward the staff passageway leading to the upper level of the stands.

Those much weaker Ghouls, like a flock of sheep being driven, kept fleeing from the advancing Shisui.

At this cursory glance, it seems that apart from the Kagune and the taste, there isn't much difference between humans and Ghouls.

Shisui that thought in mind, Zi Sui kicked open the door to the employee passageway in front of him.

The hunters entered the passage and began their ascent to higher levels.