Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Volume 1: Chapter 6 The Beggar on a Sunny Day

Snap, snap...

The baton, its paint slightly chipped, slowly dripped blood, which seeped into the pool of blood on the ground, creating ripples.

In the center of the pool of blood was a corpse dressed in a security guard uniform.

The corpse looked terrified, its pupils constricted, its expression still etched with the fear it had felt in life.

The corpse's limbs were twisted unnaturally, with its left hand pointing menacingly in the direction of Emma Sakura.

This scene was deeply etched in Emma's mind.

Her thoughts were a jumbled mess, like a crumpled sheet of paper, with that one sentence constantly echoing in her mind:

Why did you kill him? Weren't you helping me make friends before?

Without realizing it, Emma recalled her earlier guesses about "that person."

'Could it be that he really is wreckage?'

--"Alas?!"

Hannah looked at Emma, ​​who was covered in blood, her eyes filled with fear.

She staggered back two steps, but accidentally fell to the ground.

"Emma... junior?"

"Emma, ​​my junior, is here."

Emma Sakura responded as usual.

[Gained 5 units of Pink Filth]

She swung her baton, and a splatter of blood appeared on the ground at her feet.

Then, he slowly walked towards the corpse on the ground.

The remaining security guard quickly shielded Hannah.

"Tono, be careful! This guy might not be human!"

"Huh? Huh?! But..." Hannah's pupils dilated in shock, still unable to understand what was happening before her eyes.

She really wanted to believe this outgoing yet somewhat aloof junior. But... but...

The facts before her eyes basically led Hannah to a conclusion:

Emma Sakuraba killed someone for no reason.

"If I were you, I would immediately get away from that person."

Emma remained calm as she swung her baton to deliver the final blow to the corpse on the ground.

puff!

A large section of the sternum is sunken in!

Seeing this, Hannah found it impossible to think straight.

"Leave? Why?"

"Tono, don't listen to her nonsense!" the security guard exclaimed, turning around as if to calm Hannah down.

"I will... ensure your safety."

"...?"

Looking at the security guard's face, Hannah's eyes widened, and for a moment she couldn't even scream; her breath stopped.

The security guard's kind face seemed to have been erased by an eraser; his features melted away and disappeared, leaving only a pale, suffocating sheet of white paper.

"Tono? What's wrong?"

The security guard asked, puzzled, then looked at his reflection in the window and suddenly realized what was going on.

"Ah, I see. I'm sorry, Tono, did I scare you?"

The security guard casually took out a red pen from his clothes.

In Hannah's terror, the security guard drew a tearful, simple smiley face on his blank, white face.

"Now you don't need to be afraid, right?"

The man spoke again, but his voice was that of a child.

His crescent-shaped lips opened and closed like a slideshow. And the red tears on his smiling face slowly slid down his pale skin.

The security guard extended his hand to Hannah.

"Ah, ah..."

Hannah's lips trembled, unable to utter the word "remains," and she could only watch helplessly as the hand pressed down on her vision like a dark cloud.

The gentle flow of water, along with a warm sensation, gradually spread beneath her skirt.

My legs went weak, I couldn't escape; my hands were empty, so it was even harder to resist...

Am I going to die?

The moment Hannah had this thought, a black light flashed across the side of the "security guard's" head.

puff!

The sound of a blunt object striking a soft surface.

The security guard flew to the side like a broken doll.

With a loud "bang," it crashed into the pillar.

Hannah looked up in a daze and saw her junior holding a police baton.

Emma's body was covered in thicker blood, and several torn white cloths were still hanging on her, indicating that she had just finished dealing with the matter there.

Emma glanced at her indifferently, then looked at the security guard who had collapsed by the pillar.

"I told you, don't stay behind him."

She swung her baton, bent over warily.

"I originally thought the game's AI was pretty good, but it turns out it's still stupid."

"I'm sorry..." Hannah was completely unable to think deeply and could only accept this unusual scolding.

Even now, she still cannot accept the scene before her eyes.

But the only thing that can be confirmed is that this junior student did not intend to kill her; rather, she was trying to protect her…

"Um... thank you." A final shred of rationality compelled Hannah to say thank you.

Emma did not answer.

[Detected intense emotional fluctuations in Tono Hannah; 10 units of Pink Filth obtained]

The pop-up window disappeared automatically. She stared ahead at the security guard who appeared to be lying on the ground...

And the red name above the security guard's head:

【Attendant - Sunny Beggar Lv2】

Just now, as he approached the security booth, Yang Wen noticed that the background music in his ears suddenly changed from relaxed to tense.

Then two red names appeared. After going through a lot of trouble to find weapons, this is the situation we're in now.

Splash...

At the same time, the security guard's clothes were completely removed, revealing its true form.

【Sunny Day Beggar】Floats up frame by frame with an invisible wind.

On a sunny day, the beggar was only half-buried, floating low in the air.

Its head was a tattered rag covered in stains and mold, and a thick hemp rope was tied around its neck, deeply embedded in its "flesh." Its face had no features, only a crudely drawn smiley face in red ink, as if it were bleeding tears.

Hahaha~~

The innocent laughter of children drifted into Emma and Hannah's ears.

Then, without looking back, the beggar in the sunny sky flew into the entrance of the music hall and disappeared without a trace.

Hannah was left slumped on the ground, while Emma remained in a fighting stance.

Emma, ​​still in shock, caught a glimpse of the body of another security guard out of the corner of her eye—

The corpse has now revealed its true form: another beggar in the sunshine, only it has been torn into strips by Emma "herself".

'Why are there wreckages at the school?' Emma wondered.

But at least, the facts before Emma tell her that the mysterious person controlling her is not from the wreckage.

This relieved her somewhat. After silently apologizing for her previous doubts, Emma became curious again:

How did he figure out that it was wreckage? And... if he wasn't wreckage, then what was he?

Yang Wen was silently staring at Hannah. More specifically, at the puddle of water beneath Hannah's skirt.

Hannah blushed under her gaze, clutching her skirt tightly, too embarrassed to look at her.

"Stop looking, stop looking... It's only human nature..."

[Gained 2 units of Pink Filth]

Yang Wen didn't understand what Hannah was saying. He not only squinted to look, but also leaned closer to see, and even scanned her up and down.

Hannah felt even more ashamed, her ears turning red, and she pleaded softly through gritted teeth.

"Please, please stop looking..."

[Gained 3 units of Pink Filth]

"??"

Yang Wen felt that the AI ​​had a bug.

Although Hannah's expression looked inexplicably delicious, he was actually just staring at a small pop-up window that appeared on the screen:

[Defeat Sunny Beggar*1 to obtain 5 units of Black Filth]

Black filth? What is this?

Yang Wen glanced at the character panel.

[Sakura Emma Lv1: 95 Black Filth Remaining Until Next Level]

I see……

Pink filth upgrades skills, while black filth upgrades character level.

So, the black filth is something like experience points.

So, you only get 5 points per monster? You need to kill 20 to level up? Isn't that experience curve a bit too steep?

...Looks like I'll have to go into the dungeon and grind groups of monsters.

Emma then turned to look at the music hall.

Is this the combat instance?

By this time, Hannah had already moved away from the puddle, as if she hadn't done it.

She clutched the hem of her skirt. It was wet underneath, making her haughty demeanor extremely uncomfortable…

Then she saw Emma walk straight into the music hall.

"Wait, wait a minute, Sakura!"

Hannah gripped her skirt tightly, her legs awkwardly pressed together.

"It must be dangerous inside the music hall! Why don't we report it and wait for the magical girl to arrive?"

Emma nodded in agreement. She was aware of her own physical limitations.

But Emma ignored her. She activated a QTE, sighed appropriately, stopped, turned around, and said...

"Even if we wanted to leave, we couldn't."

Emma didn't want to bring along any burdens either.