Mob Yandere - Chapter 160-3
[Part 3/4]
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Have you ever been skydiving? Yes, it’s an outdoor sport where you jump out of a plane or similar and glide through the air with a parachute.
Due to its risks, commercial skydiving often involves skilled staff who jump behind and open the parachute, known as tandem jumping.
Huh? Why am I suddenly talking about past life knowledge? The answer is simple. It’s because I find myself in a situation where I want to mention it.
“What? Do you have a complaint or something?”
“There’s no way I don’t have a complaint, right?”
I immediately respond to Tengu’s question. Of course, that’s natural.
As for the current situation, it’s like there are ropes tying around my waist, and shoulders. It feels like I’m being disciplined (can she train a person with ropes?). Following the instructions of the female Tengu, who seems to be disciplining me, I don’t recklessly consume spiritual power, but the rope tightly restrains and fixes me and Tengu.
It’s as if my back is sewn onto the front of Tengu, with my limbs still free. However, from a distance, it should look like a set of skydiving customers and their instructor, especially with the female Tengu carrying the load. And if someone from this world, who knows nothing, were to see it, they would simply see a pitiful and ridiculous man.
By the way, the feeling on my back is just a hard sensation since the female tengu is wearing extra layers for cold protection on her chest. There are no benefits. There are no benefits when dealing with youkai, after all.
…But why is her lower half wearing a tight-fitting black undergarment (black tights) with a clearly visible outline under the slit-cut long hakama (skirt)? Won’t it get caught in the fluttering flight? This irrational design, it’s like something out of an eroge…oh wait, this world is an eroge.
“Wait, couldn’t it have been a little different…?”
“Do you have trouble finding a place to look at my beautiful legs?”
“Can I even see it from this angle?”
Of course, my concern was not about the lack of softness around her chest area, nor about the thighs peeking through the slit, but about the completely awkward posture.
“How else should I fly with you? Should I carry you on my back? Or maybe give you a piggyback ride? Hang you by the neck? Hold you under the arms? Should I have prepared a basket instead? Or is face-to-face preferred?”
Aka-bouchou, full of sarcasm, rapidly throws out suggestions. As I imagine these scenarios in my mind, I openly grimace in disgust.
“…Can’t you move instantly when it’s time?”
When it comes to fighting, none of this flexibility can be seen. No freedom of movement, and poor visibility. It’s extremely inconvenient.
“I can’t fly easily either. You don’t have to think too much about flying itself. Dodging, landing, and even small maneuvers, just leave everything to me. Even if you’re called a hero without ever flying with your own wings, it’s just irritating.”
Leave all the flying, moving, and everything else to her. The only thing I should focus on is the battle. You could say that I’ve been entrusted with the power of life and death.
“Besides, the reason for your increase in armor is also a factor for my life.”
“Damn Tengu!”
I had a vague feeling since I got into this posture, but say it clearly! It’s no use anymore! It can only be seen as a complete defensive posture! Should I increase the armor? Wait, is there a possibility to cast it off like bait in an emergency…!?
“Get down! Get down!! This is a trap, right!!”
“Hey hey, stop struggling! You’re not a fish that landed on land!”
“Damn it! Such a cruel height difference!?”
Maybe it’s because she’s a woman, but she’s half a head taller than me, and her legs are longer, so in our current tandem position, the soles of my legs barely touch the ground. As she said, I was just struggling pathetically. I should have been a little taller…!
“Hey, enough of the fuss and shouting! I’m going to fly! Get ready!! Try not to bite your tongue!!”
“Hey, hold on. You’re jumping ahead… huh!!!?”
Tengu declared and warned me while awkwardly covering her ears. I thought this was an escape and was about to denounce it… but the next moment I felt the wind all over my body.
“Ugh, whoa!!?”
It was at a right angle of 90 degrees. It was a sudden steep ascent. I was violently shaken by the coldness of the wind as if being slammed.
“And stop!”
“Ugo!?”
A sudden stop after a steep rise. Due to the law of inertia, I groan as the shock comes from my stomach. It feels like my internal organs are going to pop out and the rope is going to tear and I’m going to fall.
“Do not be afraid! That rope is not so soft! At worst, it can absorb as much of your spiritual power as it wants and tighten even more!”
“I’m not very happy about this…!!? Uh, whoaa!?”
The action of interrupting and spinning in the air happened simultaneously. It involved several spins, veering left and right as if stepping, changing position, and then suddenly going up and down. After another spin, there was a sharp turn, followed by a somersault and a backflip, ending with a sudden halt. It was like spinning in a straight line like a tornado. With each movement, I felt a violent jolt. To avoid biting my tongue, all I could do was keep my mouth open. That was the only precaution I could take.
(It’s like a poorly made roller coaster!!?)
That’s how I describe the wind and shock that hits my whole body. By the way, I’m not a fan of thrill rides. It makes me feel sick.
What’s terrible is probably the innate ability of the Tengu or a curse tool. Undoubtedly, the wind and impact are likely to be mitigated compared to their original strength. It’s mitigated, but…!!? My internal organs are being shaken!! ?
“If you’re going to vomit, do it in a bag or something? What about your thoughts? Is the effect of the prayer beads working!?”
“Ugh. I don’t understand the nausea! Well, having the prayer beads is better than not having them, I guess!”
It was my response while touching the prayer beads wrapped around my arm. There was certainly some agitation and discomfort. However, perhaps due to the influence of the curse tool, my thoughts were clearer than I had expected. It was even to the point where I felt a strange sense of dissonance.
“That’s fine! Get used to it! …Next, let’s rush into the He Forest at once!!”
The female Tengu declared. And she accelerated even further. She vigorously flapped her wings and cut through the wind. The cold breeze brushed against her entire body.
What awaited us was a towering pillar of steep rocks and a series of large trees in the vast wilderness. The Tengu narrowed her wings that had been spread wide open. It was a movement reminiscent of a variable fighter aircraft transforming. And then, while continuing to accelerate, she skillfully dodged the gaps between the rocks and trees.
It gave the impression of an aerobatic flight show. It was the Tengu’s serious, serious flight. She skillfully avoided the rock wall right in front of us, giving the sensation of a near collision, and beautifully maneuvered through the narrow gaps between the densely growing trees. It was thrilling and exciting. …But I wanted motion sickness medicine.
“What are you hesitating for!? That’s right, we’re moving to the next stage, with your weapon!!”
“!?”
She said a urgent shout. Despite the sudden command, influenced perhaps by the prayer beads, I calmly drew my Dagger (tantō). Not the one bestowed by the lady, but the cheap spare.
And as the Tengu flew close to the ground, barely avoiding a collision with the base of a large tree, it swiftly maneuvered and… there it appeared.
‘Shaa!!?’
It was a youkai. An unremarkable youkai among the ordinary beasts. A monster that was surprised with a foolish expression upon the encounter. And then… in an instant, its head bounced off.
“Oh, splendid!!”
The Tengu behind makes lively and exaggerated praise. When we turned to look behind, the creature’s remains spurted fresh blood from its severed neck. It collapsed with a splash. It probably didn’t even realize its own death. Even from a third-party perspective, it was surely a momentary event that went unnoticed.
“Haha! Not bad for a first time! You’re doing well! Now, while remembering that feeling… shall we continue!?”
“No, wait!? You can’t just…!!”
My words were not taken into consideration. Instead, the deer youkai, discovered by chance, becomes a practice target and its head falls off. The monkey youkai, with one arm blown off, writhes around, and then guided by the Tengu’s turn, its other arm dances in the air, and finally its head is cut off. The bird youkai, realizing it instantly, tries to dodge, but Tengu changes its trajectory, and there is no escaping the direct hit.
“Huh?! A centipedeee…!!!?”
To top it off, a giant centipede appears by the rock. As the Tengu barrel rolls, I thrust my Tantō, which was shadowing me to the centipede’s head all the way to the tip of its tail, mercilessly tearing it apart. The centipede, spewing rusty blue liquid, quickly splits apart. It is now a rampaging monster. I have no sympathy for youkai opponents, though.
“Or rather?! Is that a great youkai just now!?”
“Seems like it was within the margin! What do you think? Can you handle it?”
“Can I handle it, you say…”
In conversation, I maintain my posture and altitude, but still, as if threading through the forest, while playing, I mumble in response to the words of the female Tengu who flies. Even after the recent experience, or perhaps because of it, I couldn’t bring myself to speak affirmatively.
Everything ended abruptly, without warning. As I held the Tantō in passing, the Tengu expertly adjusted the angle. All I had to do was thrust the Tantō. Speed and weight resolved everything. There was no moment to test my skill. I was just a Tantō carrier.
“Even without me, this… would have been hopeless.”
I didn’t think everyone among the Tengu could move at such speed. However, probably without me to bear, Aka-bouchou, when facing the damn snake, must have been much faster than now. And it doesn’t seem like the former Bouchou, who was apparently much less skilled than her, would have been eaten. Still, being eaten… that must be what happened.
The road to subjugation will be difficult if the situation remains at this level.
“Hey, don’t react like a abandoned puppy. Who do you think you are, acting cute like a monkey?”
As she jests and jokes, the female Tengu seems to be enjoying the reaction and the state of mind. Whispering in my ear, grabbing my chin from behind, it was a gesture as if caressing the throat of a dog.
“Are you treating people like pet dogs? Whoa!!”
“Hahaha! There you go, it’s a sightseeing flight! Enjoy it, enjoy it to the fullest! Taste it to your heart’s content!”
The response to my complaint was a rougher flight show than before. Violently, intensely, and relentlessly shaken.
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