Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There Is A Problem

Chapter 67.1. Masatoshi Realizes How Bad The Reality Is

-Masatoshi’s POV-

“What are you doing!? We need to take the Princess and get out of here as soon as possible!”

Shin’s sincere voice came into his ears, and the frozen Masatoshi regained his composure. He answered in a mosquito-like whisper, vaguely thinking that this protagonist wouldn’t utter a sound that would make the other feel uncomfortable, even if his life was in danger.

“No, because, you see, the guys around me…”

People are going to die. Aguni Masatoshi, who until now hadn’t cared if adventurers might die when he beat the servants, tried his hand at magic, inflicted serious injuries, or tried to mess with Yamiyo, was about to say so.

He was about to say those words himself, but then he cringed. What was he about to say? Why does he feel guilty?

The meaning of the word. Masatoshi was about to look into his mind.

He was trying to look into his heart for the first time in this world.

It’s like he’s looking into an abyss. He mustn’t look. He was trying to know what he shouldn’t know.

He was trying to look into the truth he had turned away from.

It is something that he, as God, shouldn’t feel. It was something he was not supposed to be aware of.

“What’s wrong? Let’s go! Quickly!”

Shin never abandons his friends. He stops walking and calls attention to him because Masatoshi’s stopping his legs. The protagonist’s a good man.

“Kyaa!”

Masatoshi, in a cold sweat, hears Mion’s scream. He looks around and sees Mion has been attacked by the scissors mantis as if mowed down like a weed. Fresh blood splatters and the sight of Mion falling is like slow motion in his eyes.

“Come on! Hurry up now!”

What was this “now”?

She was only background music. That’s what she was. She’s a backdrop for a tragedy. That’s the role of a dying mob. That’s how it is.

As a god, he was seeing this world from a god’s point of view. Until now, he felt like he was looking at the people on the screen. He lives in this world, but he’s not an inhabitant of this world. Somewhere along the way, he had thought that way. Because of that, he had no problem violating the servants, inflicting burns on them, and even thinking about killing adventurers.

Masatoshi’s a former nerdy NEET. No matter how much power he possessed, he didn’t have a strong mind strong to inflict violence on others.

To hurt people, he needed insensitivity and a strong spirit in a bad way so that he didn’t feel guilty when he hit them. Masatoshi doesn’t have such a strong spirit. In the game, even if he can kill NPCs in the chaos route, he cannot do the same thing in reality because he has the same kind of power. He must be plagued with a sense of guilt.

After living in this world for 10 years, he realized the truth, that it had been a game until now.

But he learned the truth when he saw the girl he had just been talking to will die. Hearing the other people’s death, and seeing the blood of so many people, he finally realized it.

“Shit, shit, shit!”

He was conscious of this fact when he might have killed an adventurer before. After seeing the real figure of the corpse after he killed him, he must have realized that this was the reality and must have been overwhelmed with guilt.

Masatoshi was a small thing. Because he was so small, he didn’t have the strong spirit to carry someone’s death on his shoulders.

He could gain power and abuse people, but could he kill them? Even if he gained power, he can’t kill people now that he understands it’s the real world. He was a small man, a small man in every sense of the word. Masatoshi realized this himself.

“Ha, haha.”

Knowing this turn of events and thinking he wasn’t doing anything synonymous with indirectly killing someone, he felt nauseous from the hideousness.

He wished he hadn’t been aware that it was real.

I recognized that this place was real when he heard Mion’s scream, who spoke to him in a friendly manner and gave him a pizza.

“Shit, shit, shit!”

He concentrates as he thrusts his hands in front of his chest. The voices around me, the screams, fall on deaf ears. That’s his weakness when using this magic. Because he used all his consciousness to activate the magic, he pays zero attention to his surroundings. He would still feel safe if he had guards. But in his current state, it was a reckless gamble.

But Masatoshi’s gamble paid off. No one stands in Masatoshi’s way, so he could activate his magic.

[Prism Crimson]

Mana drained from his body all at once, and a sense of emptiness overtook him. He grits his teeth and endures them, and he opens his mouth.

In front of him was a red dodecahedron about the size of a soccer ball.

It was his special original magic that Masatoshi had developed for use against the protagonist. It was also the magic he wanted to use to save Sena this time.

[Missile Mode]

Masatoshi waved one hand and sent a thought to the crystal. With each face as the base. The crystal forms a cone and floats in pieces.

He turns his face to observe scissors mantis attacking people. Scissors mantis attacking people who are trying to escape.