Chapter 225

A consensus was quickly reached, and this lonely Outpost gave everyone boundless confidence.

They weren't a large player organization, nor did they have a huge amount of resources, but under Yuki's leadership, they still reached the forefront of all players.

"Yes, now that we have the Trailblazers and the Borderlands are connected, there's no need for me to step forward and become a Trailblazer. Let the rest of us think what we want."

Yuki stretched and yawned. If he had ambition, he wouldn't have chosen this path. For a moment, his thoughts were clear.

I only need to be responsible to you, and only need to fulfill your wishes.

This makes things much easier, allows you to focus your divergent thoughts, and naturally reveals the path forward.

"We must seize this opportunity and find a way to deal with 'Day' and prevent them from continuing to expand here."

Yuki narrowed his eyes, his killing intent palpable. He wouldn't become king, but he also wouldn't allow his own faction to hold him back.

Strength is strength, after all.

This is the foundation of everything. If 'Day' gets there first, given their experience in attracting players, I'll have to do everything I can to hide my identity.

"Luckily, I was one step ahead of them and managed to collect quite a few good things at the Borderlands." Yuki clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention, and then placed the items he had acquired in exchange in front of them.

"Is this a gift?" Mai Sakurajima picked up the brooch with black and white wings painted on it, and after checking the information, she looked pleasantly surprised. "What an amazing item! How can something like this be circulated?"

It was practically tailor-made for her. Mai Sakurajima originally had no offensive capabilities, but this combination with [Light-Covering Prayer Rite] had an amazing effect.

"After all, there are countless players from all factions, far more than on Earth." Yuki shrugged. This is determined by market demand.

There are probably only two or three thousand living players on Earth, and even fewer who would trade items for them.

"You've put in some effort; this Scatterlight Arrow was prepared specifically for my special ability." Kaguya Shinomiya also looked delighted. If she had these arrows, she wouldn't have gotten so many bullets from Adam. "Hmm, if only I could get a longbow and more disguise items..."

"Stop! I'm not a rich kid, where would I get so many points?" Yuki quickly raised his hand; this young lady had no idea of the difficulties of being the head of the household.

With so many people, he wished he could split every point in half to spend.

"Who wants your points? I'll earn them myself next time and spend them myself."

It's a deal.

"You dare!"

Yuki sneered, deciding not to argue with Hayasaka out of respect. Seeing everyone accept the props, he considered his first task complete.

Except for Hayasaka Ai, who needs to accumulate enough enhancement points in the next dungeon, everyone else can familiarize themselves with the items now. Hmm, looks like we'll have to build a shooting range.

The second thing is to continue to find ways to extend our lead.

Yuki glanced at the Black Blade in front of the door; now that the ground was warm, there was no need to be so careful.

"I'll touch that knife. Since this is pioneering work, I'll explore as far as I can."

No one objected, or rather, they were just waiting for him to come back and touch it. Under their gaze, Yuki slowly walked over, a subtle feeling stirring within him.

This knife is not dangerous.

However, just to be on the safe side, Mai Sakurajima and the others surrounded the area, some drawing their guns and others drawing their knives, ready to defend themselves.

Yuki stopped and examined the Black Blade closely. It was about four feet long, with a slightly straight blade covered in a layer of black substance. Its surface was pitted and uneven, as if it were made of stone.

There were some pebbles on the ground, revealing round holes about the size of a thumb.

"That's the rock layer that broke off last time," Hiyori reminded her.

Is it really wrapped in something?

Yuki nodded, then slowly reached out and touched the hilt of his sword.

It's very cold.

He felt a coolness in his palm, and after confirming that nothing would invade his body, he increased the pressure.

Zheng--

The long sword was pulled out, and ripples spread across the ground like water, smoothing out the remaining wound.

Huh? You're not following the script?

This smooth sailing made Yuki feel uneasy. According to the usual pattern, she shouldn't have moved an inch, and why wasn't there any hint? Was she just a decoration?

He was completely baffled when suddenly his pupils contracted slightly.

The door in front of me had changed; it was now pitch black, with a badge in the center.

It was a blood-stained flowerbed, bound by many thorny brambles.

Wait, isn't that the emblem in the middle of the portal!?

Chapter Eleven: You Can Only Be a Pig's Head

Since leaving the 'Calamity of Blood', Yuki open the whole way.

Room door, portal, and now this strange black door—which gatekeeper have I offended? Can't they use a different form?

Yuki blinked, turned around, and looked at Hayasaka Ai and the others in surprise. No one expected that the knife could be drawn so easily.

"You... seem alright?" Mai Sakurajima asked tentatively.

"Looks like everything's fine. By the way, did you guys see that? This door has changed."

The group turned their heads away, then turned back in confusion, shaking their heads. "No, you're not under some kind of illusion, are you? Put the knife down right now."

Can't they see?

Yuki frowned and looked again at the strange black door with the flower emblem. This thing was definitely not an illusion; there was even a hole under the emblem, like a keyhole.

Keyhole?

He glanced down at the long sword in his hand, but didn't try it out immediately.

"Hayasaka, open the door and see."

Without any hesitation, the maid tucked the cleaver back into her waistband, opened the door, and then peered into the hallway, looking around once more.

"No abnormalities."

It would be strange if there was nothing wrong. When you open the door, it returns to its original state, but when you close it, it turns black again.

"Kaguya, catch the sword!"

Yuki continued testing, tossing the Black Blade to the young lady who was hurriedly putting away her bow. She instinctively reached out to catch it, and suddenly felt a tremendous force coming from her hand.

Thump!

The Black Blade felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, but Kaguya Shinomiya's extraordinary physique was enough to lift a car, and she was utterly powerless to resist.

The knife plunged back into the ground; had she not reacted quickly, her shoulder would have been dislocated.

"So heavy???" Kaguya blinked, feeling the soreness in her palm. Her first thought was that Yuki with her.

But when she looked up and saw the man with a face full of question marks, and Hiyori looking surprised and uncertain, she knew that the problem lay with the knife itself.

How could that be? Judging from the feel, this thing is only slightly heavier than the Demonbreaker. Kaguya Shinomiya has an extraordinary physique, how could she not be able to lift it?

A moment later, his eyes flashed, and he looked up directly at Hayasaka Ai.

The latter understood, walked to the Black Blade, assumed a horse stance, and gripped the hilt tightly with both hands.

Rise.

Her fair face flushed instantly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but the Black Blade remained motionless.

"That's enough, Hayasaka, I know why." Yuki didn't let the maid waste her efforts; he pinched the hilt between two fingers and gently pulled it out.

"An item bound to a user." Hiyori understood immediately, lowering her head and pursing her lips. "But I don't know if this is bound to you, or to the first swordsman. Mr. Yuki, you've protected us too well."

This isn't a complaint, but the fact is that Yuki personally performed all the dangerous tasks, like opening the portal and drawing his sword. Without a point of reference, how can we analyze the reasons?

Yuki opened his mouth silently. His protection was a bit excessive, but he was still thinking that if anything unexpected happened, he would be the strongest and therefore the safest.

"Okay, I accept your opinion, but there's nothing you can do to help with this."

There was really no way around it; the door they saw was different from Yuki's, and they couldn't even help analyze it.

But Yuki didn't open the door. After thinking for a while, he actually put the Black Blade into his storage space.

"Do you feel there's danger?" Hayasaka Ai asked.

"No, it's just that I've been opening doors everywhere like a locksmith lately, and it's really getting a bit tiresome." Yuki cracked his neck, making a 'crack' sound. "I feel like a rabbit, being lured forward by a carrot dangling in front of my eyes. It was your leisurely demeanor before that reminded me of that."

"So?"

"So I've decided to put on hold for now and digest the information I've gathered." Yuki pointed to his head and walked towards the round table. "This pig brain is a bit overloaded; it needs a rest."

Since entering the red pillar of light, Yuki quite tired. He has found it to be like an endless nesting doll, with secrets following secrets, seemingly without end.

Even if the next instance doesn't start for several days according to the actual progress, why keep pushing the progress non-stop?

The transition from serious to nonchalant was incredibly smooth; Mai Sakurajima and Hayasaka exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

That idiot finally came back, instead of getting lost in endless exploration. Even though they did their best to help, Yuki still took on more than 80% of the work.

This is too tiring, and nobody wants Yuki to leave reality and become a slave to the game.

"What are you all standing there for? I'll give each of you 10 points. Hurry up and set up the room. This completely white place is making me feel depressed."

Yuki to squeeze out 40 points from between his teeth, leaving Mai Sakurajima and the others somewhat incredulous. This miser had actually changed his ways.

"Really? We have to pay for a meal in Izu?" The senior student walked over, her face full of disbelief.

What image do I project in your eyes? Is it really that exaggerated?

"Is being a kept man delicious?" Yuki snorted, raising his chin with a slightly creepy smile. "Sometimes I'd like to try what it's like to support someone, but that kind of extra expense requires compensation."

"W-What reward?" Mai Sakurajima asked warily, her gaze shifting to the area below her skirt.

Yuki's expression was unusually serious as he adjusted his non-existent glasses. "Stockings, may I have a taste?"

It was just a joke, why such a big reaction?

Yuki sat upright in a high-backed chair, his face serious, but his entire body was firmly bound by a pair of black pantyhose.

If you raise your hand to touch it, you can feel a delicate and warm touch; if you twitch your nose slightly, you can smell a unique body fragrance.

Stockings are a sign of good civilization; Reincarnation Game are a sign of bad civilization.

Yuki was so comfortable he didn't want to move. With this thing around, Borderlands and Outpost were nothing. Surely no one actually liked navigating life and death.

That ambition that sprouted from seeing a wider world is rapidly fading. What good is becoming a god looking down on all living beings? Would it be comfortable to have a senior's lap pillow or Hayasaka's massage?

"Senior, you can exchange for a few more pairs of black stockings. This pair must have been worn for a long time; it smells a bit strong. Of course, the stronger the smell, the better for me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the teacup flew from behind his head, grazed his cheek, and disappeared into the pure white space, causing Yuki to immediately shut his mouth.

Mai Sakurajima's face turned bright red, and she gritted her teeth. When the pig-headed man finally shut up, she turned her head and saw that Hayasaka Ai and the others were all staring at her with strange looks.

"Mai Sakurajima- kun, why did you agree to that pervert's request? This is clearly sexual harassment and should be severely criticized."

In Kaguya Shinomiya's eyes, Yuki has gone from being a pig-headed creature to a lewd one.

The senior didn't answer, but just smiled and stared at her with an expression that Kaguya couldn't understand, leaving the young lady confused. She subconsciously looked at Hayasaka Ai, who was deep in thought.

Could this be unfair competition? The legendary seduction? Hayasaka, you need to catch up—no, you absolutely mustn't learn from this!

Hayasaka is already pregnant with that pervert's child, so things should be progressing faster, right? Damn it, this kind of scum deserves biological castration for daring to be so greedy.

Having broken free of her strategy, Kaguya grew increasingly angry and wished she could confront Yuki right now.

Seeing her like this, Hiyori it somewhat amusing. At first, she thought the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya Clan was a true ice sculpture beauty, but after getting to know her better, her true nature was revealed.

She patted Mai Sakurajima's smooth thigh and whispered, "Senior, why did you reward Mr. Yuki?"

These words went straight to the point, Mai Sakurajima's face immediately turned red again. She argued, "When did I reward him?"

"Isn't it because Mr. Yuki was able to adjust his state on his own that he was being rewarded?" Hiyori tilted her head, thinking to herself that her analysis must be correct.

"There is a tiny bit of a reason. He's different from us; he has the ability to reach the pinnacle in this game." Mai Sakurajima became a little more serious, glancing furtively at the thoughtful maid. "Hayasaka should have more to say on this point."

"Huh? Yes, after 'being the Bystander Is Blind,' Yuki is indeed Taiyi from before, and he talks less witty." Hayasaka Ai came back to her senses; she had spent the most time with Yuki in the previous instance.

"That's normal. Besides the difficulty of the dungeon, his power is enough to destroy a city. Killing is addictive."

The three fought side by side under the Crimson Moon, and their keen minds had already sensed something was amiss.

"The initial Yuki, uh, was more like a pig-headed boy, but he became more and more profound later on. If Hayasaka and I weren't around, he might have become a completely different person long ago. After all, he's very well-suited for the Reincarnation Game."