CHAPTER 97 FACING FEAR

CHAPTER 97 FACING FEAR

“You fucking idiot!” I yelled at myself in the red doorway room. I was pacing around the room. “You world class fuck up. Don’t shit where you eat!”

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” I said over and over. “How is it that I'm more scared of Nami than the world government?” I knew the answer. I actually liked Nami. I liked Nami and Robin. I knew them. Over a thousand chapters read of the manga. I knew their trauma. Their likes and dislikes. I knew everything. I wanted them both.

“I’m going to have them both,” I decided. I stood in front of the One Piece door. But my hand didn’t move towards the knob.

“Later,” I decided. “God dang this sucks. I wanted to get to the 2 year break. Learn fucking Haki!”

My plans were blown out the window. I looked to the Naruto door. “I could go here. Learn the next 2 or 3 stages of the Chikyugi. Then maybe my chakra would be too powerful for Nami to get pissed.” It was a good plan, but I remembered something.

Name

Weston Watanabe

Current Quest:

World 1:

High School of the Dead

World 1 Quest:

Save Takagi

World 2:

Gantz

World 2 Quest:

Bring Kei to Life

World 3:

Naruto

World 3 Quest:

World 4:

One Piece

World 4 Quest:

World 5:

My Hero Academia*

World 5 Quest:

Passive Skills:

Memory Meld

World Lasting Physique +

Protagonist Path

Usable Abilities:

Status Screen

World Escape

Chakra

Chikyugi

World Store

Shop

Give and Take Quirk

Conqueror's Haki

Bonuses

Increased Intellect

Items

“What was that?” Nishi asked. I turned to the middle schooler. The kid actually looked impressed.

“Practice,” I said. “Kato, how are you feeling?”

“Nervous,” he admitted. “I know we practiced. But I wasn’t throwing punches like that.”

“Let’s just say I’m a new man.” I was pumped. “Let’s kill some aliens.” I was starting to feel like I had in High School of the Dead. Normal people were supposed to do well in this world. I was a trained ninja pirate. I had this.

An old man appeared. Then a group of ugly guys. Then to my surprise a naked woman. She was sitting as she began to appear. As if she was sitting in a bathtub. Slowly she was brought back to life. Short brown hair. Smooth skin. Large D cup breasts. Slim waist. Minor pubic hair at her mound.

As she appeared I knew her. She was Kishimoto Kei. She had committed suicide during the 1st time there in the manga. I thought I’d taken her place. But something had changed. Either she had died yesterday and Gantz kept her in his memory. Or she had committed suicide a day later. I was used to changes after I was there a while. Not right away.

I grabbed the shirt I’d taken off and threw it on her back as she finished appearing. She dropped to the ground. Sitting up she looked around. Noticing all the lecherous eyes she pulled my shirt to her. Covering herself up.

“I know you’re scared,” I said. “Don’t panic. You are alive. This is not hell.” She looked up at me, fear in her eyes.

“What is this?” She whispered.

“You died,” I said bluntly. I hadn’t bothered with an explanation for the others. “An otherworldly being has brought us all back to life. We are expected to fight aliens to earn our freedom.”

“You’re kidding, right?” She asked. I shook my head. “Right?” She asked looking to the others behind me.

“I have no idea.” “Should we you know” “whatever you say” the group of guys said as they continued to eye her up and down.

“What-“ she stopped as the recording from Gantz began the song.

“Here we go, one two three!!” It finished. Then words began to appear on the orb. White on black.

YOUR LIVES HAVE ENDED.

HOW YOU USE YOUR NEW LIVES

IS ENTIRELY UP TO ME.

THAT’S THE THEORY, ANYWAYS

The words disappeared and a picture of a man appeared. He wore a striped shirt. Had a black rounded helmet. And honestly looked like a robot. Above his head read the words Tanaka Alien.

After a few seconds the sides of Gantz shot open. The long drawers extended out revealing our briefcases with suits. There was one for me there but I grabbed the one for Kishimoto. Taking it to her I ordered, “put this on.”

Unbuckling my pants I dropped them and threw them to the sidewall. My body had far more muscles in the skin-tight synthetic suit. They bulged with every movement. My dick a lot larger than last time, the bulge from it was noticeable as well.

“Now,” I told her when she didn’t move. She had been looking at my body in a daze. I bent down and opened the briefcase. “All of you. Grab the suitcases with your names on them. Put the suits on.”

“What are you talking about?” “This is bullshit” “Make me.” They said one my one. I rolled my eyes. They’d all die. And I was man enough now not to lose sleep over it.

“Hurry. These suits will protect you,” I told her and the others actually trying. The old man and the 2 from the motorcycle were the only ones that listened.

The men and teenagers had grabbed the guns. They were waving them around. I was on them instantly. Rippling them from their hands. “These are fucking real! You pull the trigger and we die.”

“Fuck dude, calm down,” the guy said.

“Get the suit. Now,” I said. One of the others raised his gun at me. I didn’t hesitate. Punching him in the face he went flying back. Knocking his head on the wall.

“Anyone else want to play?” I asked as my fists clenched. The last one shook his head and went for the suitcase. “Kato next time we pass this crap out. No one gets guns till they can actually prove they aren’t going to start shooting.”

“Uh right,” the tall man said. Bowing his head a little I was surprised how quickly he was listening to orders.

“I am Weston. You have questions you ask me or Kato here. If you listen and we are lucky, we might make it out alive.”

My vision shifted to a street view. I felt up. My head was teleported, but not my body. I heard a car horn. Turning around there was a truck heading for me. I walked out of the way. My head moved on the street while my body moved in the apartment. It was a very weird feeling.

As my hands appeared below me I pulled my Seastone Jitte out of my inventory. Then I remembered the world shop.

Gantz World Shop:

Weapons

Hunting

Miscellaneous

Everything was in Yen so I had money. In the weapons tab they had the guns of course. But also the Gantz black sword. I was tempted to buy it. However I held back. I needed to get better control of my Jitte and the water chakra. If I wasn’t confident to fight some strong aliens with it then I needed to know if the Gantz sword would be a better weapon. I was surprised to find a Gantz Dagger. A black blade, it appeared to be just a smaller sword. I wanted it. But checked everything else first.

I moved to the Hunting tab. It was exactly as it sounded except it was centered on hunting aliens. There was tracking gear for aliens. Scent blockers. Traps. Snares. And pretty much everything one needed to hunt aliens. I was tempted on some of it. But held off for now.

Miscellaneous had everything Gantz had. There were hard drugs. Condoms. Cameras. Alcohol. Cigarettes. Porn Mags. Everything a young boy wanted to get his hands on.

I went back and bought the dagger for 100,000 yen. The black blade was about 1 foot long. A hilt, black grip, and a sheath. Looking around there was an actual clip for it on the side of my suit. Something I hadn’t noticed before. I strapped it on and felt better.

That’s when I noticed the alien.