Chapter 15: Rail...Gun (Extra Chapter for Tips)

Mazi had the kind of way of talking that made him sound like a street thug. In short, he was a hoodlum, a punk.

"Oh? Then why didn't you lower your gun when I was talking just now?"

I calmly glanced at the five of them, then looked at Mazi. By the time I finished speaking, his expression had darkened.

"I'd advise you to do as you're told..."

"What if... I say no?"

Rail...gun (bonus chapter for tips)

This guy was threatening me even with my gun pointed at him? It looked like he had something to rely on.

But that meant nothing to me.

"Think it through. We have more people. If you kill me, you won't get away unscathed."

"Do you think having more people means you can just bully others?"

As I looked at Mazi, a sudden surge of disgust rose in me.

"So what if I do!?"

"Then I'd really like to see how much these guys can help you."

Superhuman Mode, activate!

"Whum!"

In an instant, I moved beside them, disarmed them one by one, and tossed their guns aside. Then I returned behind Mazi. He was backing away in terror, but had only managed to take two steps. I'd already done what I needed to and canceled Superhuman Mode. At the same moment, I pressed the Winchester in my hand against the back of his head.

"Click!"

The back of Mazi's head touched the muzzle with a tiny sound. He stopped dead, his body stiffening as he slowly turned to look at me, fear in his eyes.

"So much for having more people, huh?"

I pointed toward the others and gave Mazi a faint smile.

"Friend... there's no need to take things this far, is there?"

The others finally came to their senses. One