Otherworld Company Chapter 223.1: I Would Like To Have Some Breathing Room.

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　The opponents’ fighting power is not much.

　I realized that when I first started fighting.

　The opponents’ are just wielding a weapon and has no skill, just brute force.

“Agaa! Gaa!” (Terrorrist)

　What’s more, there doesn’t seem to be any thought present.

　They are incarnations of violence that only wants to defeat the being in front of them.

　The fact that they don’t think about anything makes their movements difficult to read.

“Huh?” (Cultist)

“Gauha!? Ugh!” (Cultist)

　It is easy to deal with them because they tend to be predictable.

　Did they lose higher cognitive functions from drugs or something, or are they sealed with some kind of onmyoudou?

　My guess is that it might be both.

　I carefully and lightly push fist on his face to check, but they came toward me without paying attention to me, as if they felt no pain.

　I assume that they have lost their sense of pain, or that they are in a state where they no longer care about pain.

“Huh?” (Cultist)

“Ugh!? Oh!” (Cultist)

　In that case, I kicked one in the side of the head with the intention of knocking their consciousness away.

　Kicking with the toe of a hard combat boot is indeed a bad idea, so I carefully kicked them so that their consciousness would fly away.

　I watched as they flew and landed with a thud, rolling on the ground, and stopped moving.

“Phew, now what?” (Jiro)

　As expected, they seemed to stop moving when they loseconsciousness.

　The only thing to be wary of is the zombie-like persistence, who will attack me with their eyes glazed even if they are out of breath, exhausted, and injured.

“Well, it’s better than real zombies, but…” (Jiro)

　When people get tired, they rest, and when they feel pain, they stop moving.

　But the other person does none of that.

　The first time I saw one, I thought it was like a zombie from a horror movie.

　Just like before, I was doing a defensive battle while protecting the staff and gathering the civilians who are still safe.

　The difficult part is that unlike zombies, I can’t kill these enemies.

　The number of attacks is also increasing because the group is gradually becoming larger.

“Is it something similar?” (Jiro)

　The fact that they are swarming around us is not so different from the zombies.

　The saving grace is that if I get bitten and I won’t be infected like in a horror movie.

　Mother and the others are dealing with this, but they are fighting back with their bare hands, because the tags that put them to sleep are ineffective against those in an extremely agitated state, and they can’t use weapons to inflict fatal injuries.

“Even the police support… tsk, it’s still chaotic.” (Jiro)

　Even after the power was restored and the surroundings brightened, the police did not rush in.

　It is no wonder, because something similar is happening on the police side as well.

　They are saying that the communication system is in disarray at the scene and that they will send backup as soon as the chain of command is restored.

　Until then, they asked us to hold out.

“I can hold out, but it’s just a matter of time for the others. We’re going to be shorthanded if things don’t change. I know.” (Jiro)

　I’ve been defeating them one after another, but I can’t get far away when I have people to protect.

　I wanted to ask the other suppressed members for support, but they were all in a similar situation.

“They are already recovering.” (Jiro)

　It was an unnecessarily time-consuming development.

　After some time passed, I saw a shadow get up.

　Ah, it’s not the one I beat, but the one I had half-consciously knocked out is back.

　I thought earlier that this was a horror movie, but now it’s starting to look like one.

　In fact, the scene in front of me is a horror movie.

　Even if they lose consciousness, in some cases, even if their bones are broken, they will attack me while ignoring that part of their body.

　If things continue like this, I’ll soon be unable to handle them.

“Aaah!?” (Voice)

“!?” (Jiro)

　As I was thinking that I needed to do something quickly, I heard a scream.

　Immediately, thinking that my bad premonition had come true, I looked over and saw the people working with me being swarmed by multiple Cultists.

　I want to go help.

“Don’t come here!!” (Voice)

“Tsk!” (Jiro)

　I can’t help them now either.

　Because it’s so crowded, it takes a while to reach the other side.

　The people are still resisting.

　Then it’s a matter of priorities.

　With the help of the sacred tool, I leap on the man who is about to attack the woman, leaping over her head with one jump.

“Oh, thank you very much.” (Voice => Woman)

“No need to thank me. Tell everyone to stay in one place as much as possible!” (Jiro)

“Y-yes!” (Woman)

　I hope that at least the civilians will gather in one place, since if I fight, I have to run far to help the others from earlier.

“Damn! That’s not how a grown man should be acting! Stay strong.” (Kirika)

　I don’t know if she sensed my impatience or not, but my mother appeared on the scene, blasting away the cultists who were swarming around her with a beautiful flying kick.

“Jiro! You shouldn’t reveal anything! I’m going to evacuate the hostages to the stage, and you’re going to help me.” (Kirika)

“I would like that to happen!” (Jiro)

　I’d like to get the people I’m supposed to be protecting together, just like my mother said, while beating the zombie-like cultists away, but there’s nothing I can do when they’re mixed in with the civilian like this.

　It would be helpful if they could gather here little by little, but we don’t have enough manpower to guide them.

　It doesn’t have to be a military force, but as long as we find the manpower.

“Here we go!! It’s okay if we take it slow, so let’s gather here!!” (Voice)

　At that moment, I hear a familiar voice.

“That’s no good, that it is! We are not going to be a nuisance if we gather here first, that we are not! We’ll proceed while organizing, that we should! Kitamiya’s voice is very clear, that it is, and she is also good at organizing things, that she is, because she has the temperament of the Leader.” (Minami)

“If it wasn’t for your orders, I would have gladly done it! Amy, help me out and give priority to the elderly and injured!” (Masaru)

“Ok!” (Amy)

　Familiar voices can be heard one after another.

　What can I do in the face of such voices?

“Those guys, there’s always something they’re going to do!!” (Jiro)

I would go forward and attract the attention of the enemy, even if only a little.

“Hey! Come at me!!” (Jiro)

　I cheerfully punch away the nearby cultists and show everyone around to see how he spins back.

　Ah, I made sure to hold back.

　It looks like he’s been blown up pretty spectacularly, but there’s nothing wrong with his bones.

　Yeah, at least not to the bone.

　Fearfully but steadily, people are gathering on the stage.

　I wonder if any of them are cultists.

“Here, go check on them. Me and Jiro will take care of the people around.” (Kirika)

　The situation is somehow managed by my mother, who has been organizing the troops for some time now.

　I never thought I would actually see her fight, but she did.

Thanks to them, my mother and I can deal with the remaining cultists.

“Kya!?” (Civilian)

“Hurry up and get on stage!” (Jiro)

“Y-yes!” (Civilian)

　Going around crushing all the cultists who are attacking civilian.

“Oh, really. Don’t you not care about the elderly? These guys are going to get seriously injured if they keep doing things like this.” (Kirika)

“It’s too late to not swing a big man around with my bare hands. Also, if they had any intention of paying attention, they wouldn’t have done something like this. Besides, wouldn’t Ms. Kirie back us up?” (Jiro)

“If there was, they would have come by now. If you have time to complain, then move on, Jiro.” (Kirika)

“Yeah, sure.” (Jiro)