Akechi Hideyori wants to Run

I mounted the fallen man and restrained his arms.

I’ve been working out so I’m not going to get overpowered here.

“Get off! Get off of me!?”

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“Damn it, F**K!”

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As I was holding the man down, a woman with long blond hair and two men in black suits and sunglasses rushed over.

“……….”

Uhh, did I accidentally help out the bad guys?

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One of the two sunglasses men thanked me and cuffed the thief.

…….No matter how I look at them, they are not your average police right?”

Then another sunglasses guy urged me to hand over the big box.

……….this box, it’s that, isn’t it?

The type that no ordinary person would be carrying around?

What’s inside? A katana? A sword?

Some characters in [Breaking the Chain of Sadness] do carry those kinds of weapons around after all.

All of a sudden, it felt like I had my eyes opened and honestly, I want to cry now.

I mean, some routes in the game had Akechi Hideyori fighting people with guns after all, real guns……

I knew that I would encounter such a thing someday.

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“Thanks, Boy.”

“Y, Yes…….”

The woman with long blond hair thanked me and offered a handshake.

I hesitated a little before taking her hand.

“My weapons were stolen so I was in a bind. It’s quite vexing since that man managed to steal that case when there were three of us after all.”

“Haaa……”

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Weapons? That’s hella scary……

So scary that it made me want to just stare at Eien-chan’s face to heal my mind.

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“His Gift seems to be an ability to [Steal anything from anyone]. We’re going to try looking into him, ma’am.”

“Understood, take him in.”

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Just like that, the thief guy was taken away by the sunglasses men.

He’s not going to get killed because of me right………

I’m sorry dude, I lowered my head apologizing to him in my mind.

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“Boy, what’s your name?”

“I, I’m Akechi Hideyori…….”

“Not Toyotomi or Mitsuhide?”

“No, that would be a different person.”

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My real name in my previous life came out but I don’t feel happy about it at all.

Rather, I don’t even want to get involved with her any more than this.

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“My apology. My name is Irene von Lest.”

“Nice to meet you, Irene-somethingsomething-san.”

“It’s von Lest.”

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The blond woman is probably still in her twenties.

Confidence radiates from her expression and as someone who used to practice martial arts, I can see from her bearing that she’s no amateur.

Her voice is also very powerful and I don’t know if it came from her enigmatic tone or how she’s carrying herself, she seems pretty eerie to me.

Still, somehow it felt like I heard her voice somewhere before.

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I tried to search my brain for a person named Irene.

The result——-I’m clueless.

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I don’t think she’s from [Breaking the Chain of Sadness].

Well, it’s not like everyone I meet in the city is going to be a game character after all.

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Master and Sakuya are two good examples.

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“What’s wrong? Staring at my face like that? Did you fall for me, Boy?”

“If I say yes then would you go out with me?”

“No, I have no interest in small fry.”

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Irene waved her hand and replied in a cold voice.

I’m confident that I won’t lose if it comes to a kendo match but this person is probably stronger than me overall.

She might not even give me the chance to use my Gift.

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“Now, it’s about time you go home, Boy.”

“Then, I will take Irene-somethingsomething-san on your words and go home now.”

“It’s von Lest. You don’t seem to be scared of me at all huh.”

“Nah, somethingsomething-von lest-san, I’m already shaking in my boots you know.”

“It’s Irene…………Boy, you are interesting.”

“To say something like that in real life………you’re a pretty interesting woman yourself.

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When I replied so, it came to me again that this is a game’s world.

It’s gotten weird around here for a while now so if you don’t mind, do let me return to my normal daily life please.

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I turned right and headed toward the department store.

It’s been an hour since I left the swimsuit section.

My friends probably noticed that I’m gone now.

Fully intending to run away from Irene-somethingsomething-san, I ran.

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“Akechi Hideyori huh…….I couldn’t see through that boy at all. Just who is he?”