"Shirojiro has very particular tastes. It likes eating organs, but even so, it can't eat this many people's organs all at once. In other words, if you hold out until the end, one or two of you might be lucky enough to survive."
"In other words, the enemy you slaves face now isn't the unbeatable Shirojiro, but your fellow slaves!"
The debtors below exchanged looks, their eyes beginning to shift.
Everyone had heard the story about encountering a bear in the woods with a companion: you didn't need to outrun the bear. You only needed to outrun your companion to survive.
"You undying old bastard! You animal! You really are trying to force us to kill each other!"
The young man from earlier flew into a rage, pointing at Chairman Hyodo and cursing him.
He grabbed a katana from the weapon rack and hurled it wildly toward the stands.
With a bang, it struck the bulletproof glass, which didn't budge or even crack.
"Heh heh, young man, don't think so poorly of me. I'm merely pointing out a way for the lucky ones among you to survive."
Chairman Hyodo used his cane to push aside the two black-suited bodyguards in front of him so they wouldn't block his view of the show.
"For trash like you, killing a monster like Shirojiro would indeed be harder than reaching the heavens. So I'll make an exception and give you another generous offer. Anyone who survives to the end gets ten million! Not only that, everyone else's ten million will be his too!"
Chairman Hyodo egged them on in a devilish tone.
In other words, that could mean a hundred million?!
"You animal! You bastard!"
The young man gritted his teeth, then turned to the other debtors and tried to dissuade them.
"This