I Was the Supporter of a Popular Dungeon Streamer, but the Power Harassment Was Too Much, so I Quit. I’m Useless Anyway, so It Shouldn’t Be a Problem, Right? Huh? The Views Are Dropping Like Crazy? - 68

Chapter 68: We Can Win

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I, Yako, and Kisaragi,  the three of us descended into District Zero.

Yako spread out her mantle OOPArt, ensuring only her mouth was visible, while Kisaragi hid her face behind a rugged silver mask. Since both of them were strikingly beautiful and petite, it was the right call to conceal their appearances. Otherwise, they’d attract the attention of people whose brains were ruled by lust. I wore a long-sleeved sand-colored coat and black gloves to hide my prosthetic arm. I didn’t stand out in the slightest. Since I was the one most familiar with District Zero, I walked in front, while the two girls followed behind me.

“Hey, you.”

“……”

“You! Yeah, you! Mask girl!”

“H-Huh!?”

“You’re not saying a word. What’s up with that? Did I do something weird?”

“N-No, not at all…”

This felt like a highly stressful job interview. Yako probably didn’t mean anything by it, but Kisaragi seemed uneasy with her forceful way of speaking.

“Oi, Yako.”

“Could you not call me by my first name so casually?”

“……Asahina.”

“If you call me that, it’ll be hard to distinguish me from my big sister.”

“Then what should I call you?”

“Yako-san is fine.”

“……And what exactly were you planning to call me?”

“Shibuki.”

“Then I’ll just call you Yako too!”

“Fine, fine, call me whatever you like.”

That whole exchange was a complete waste of time…

“Kisaragi isn’t that assertive. You should lower your voice a bit and watch how you speak with her.”

“I’m not trying to be loud, though…”

Yako let out a long breath and then, in a quieter voice, said,

“Koyuki.”

“Y-Yes?”

“You… Um, do you like ‘Kamoboku’?”

“Huh?”

“You know, earlier! You were wearing a Donuma mask!”

“Y-You mean…!?”

Kamoboku… Ah, that BL series Kisaragi was talking about earlier.

“I’ve read a ton of it! I’ve been a fan since before it got an anime adaptation!”

“M-Me too!”

“Wait, you’re into BL too?”

“I absolutely lo— I mean, I really like it! Y-You too, Yako-san…?”

“I’m more of a ‘yumejoshi,’ but I’m also ‘fujoshi’ to some extent.”

(T/N yumejoshi=someone who enjoys self-insert romance stories. fujoshi= BL lovers.)

Yume? Fujoshi? What? I have no idea what they’re talking about.

“Hey, hey! Let me see your bookshelf sometime!”

“Ehh… That’s embarrassing…”

“Come on! I’ll show you mine too!”

BL… I’ve heard it’s been popular lately, but I don’t think I’ll ever understand that world.

Still, I was glad they seemed to be hitting it off. It was a good thing that Kisaragi had made a female friend. When she was under Iizuka’s control, she probably wasn’t even allowed to make friends freely.

“……!”

That sound just now… It was faint, but it sounded like gunfire.

“The Aran-gumi has been attacked!”

A bearded man came running while shouting. He was dragging hig leg, and blood was trickling down his cheek. At a glance, his injuries didn’t seem life-threatening.

“Run! You’ll get caught up in it!!”

Aran-gumi must have been seriously dangerous. The moment their name was mentioned, the residents of Zero District took off at full sprint. The sounds of battle were getting closer.

“I will use 【Far Sight】. Kisaragi, keep watch on our surroundings.”

“Yes!”

“Huh? What? What’s happening?”

I activated 【Far Sight】 without an incantation, enhancing my vision beyond human limits. At the same time, my short-range vision was lost, so I left the watch duty to Kisaragi.

Five hundred meters ahead, I spotted figures engaged in battle. A group dressed in black suits was being overwhelmed by young fighters wielding a variety of weapons. Those black-suited guys were probably the Aran-gumi. Their average age was on the older side and they were built big. The young fighters—likely in their late teens to late twenties—had weapons that emitted a glow. Those were… OOPArts.

“A group wielding OOPArts is attacking the yakuza. I see the same kind of OOPArts among them… They’re probably artificial OOPArts!”

“Those bastards…!!”

The moment I finished speaking, Yako shot forward.

“Wait, Yako!”

We hadn’t even fully assessed the enemy’s strength yet!

“Kisaragi, you brought a gun, right?”

“It’s in my backpack!”

“Take it out. There’s a high chance this will turn into a fight!”

“Understood!”

Seriously, what a handful.

I chased after Yako, heading toward the battlefield.

“You damn yakuza think you’re so tough!!”

“Hah! We’re not afraid of you bastards anymore!”

The fight was completely one-sided. The yakuza were being beaten mercilessly. The young fighters clearly held a grudge against them, but even so, they were going overboard.

“There they are…! The guys from back then!!”

Yako extended her cloak, slamming one of the sword users against a concrete building.

“Ow!?”

“Tch! Who the hell—”

“Huh? That shorty… isn’t she Asahina’s little sister?”

“What, did you come here just to get your ass kicked?”

“You bastards…! I’ll kill you all!!”

Yako slammed her cloak against the ground and leaped forward, charging into the delinquents.

Six sword users, two spear users, three gun users, four shield users…

Yako’s fighting style was reckless, pure brute force. She wasn’t thinking about teamwork, making it difficult to sync with her. For now, I didn’t provide backup for her and focused on analyzing the enemy’s abilities first. Kisaragi did the same, staying in observation mode.

The swords imbued with OOPArts could launch slashes up to two meters away. The spears could extend their shafts by about three meters. The guns had rapid-fire capabilities, but after six shots, they needed about ten seconds to reload. The shields could expand up to three meters in diameter and had boosters, allowing them to charge forward at high speed for about five meters.

As for Yako… She could extend her cloak to attack or spread it out for defense, meaning she had at least a basic grasp of Cloche Hunt techniques. However, she wasn’t able to wield the cloak into sharp points or split it into multiple sections for varied attacks. She wasn’t fully unlocking the true potential of Cloche Hunt. At this rate, she’d get beaten by them.

But these guys… I thought they’d be more formidable since they took down an A-rank, but they were nothing special. Their coordination was sloppy, and their individual movements were unrefined. They must have had a different leader when they took Yuna-san down. Their leader back then must be a skilled strategist. 

Watching them pissed me off. There wasn’t a single trace of ‘effort’ in these guys. The OOPArts they used had a simple function, but they had more potential than my prosthetic-arm Origin. And yet, they weren’t even close to drawing out that true potential.

This is infuriating… Even Iizuka and Mia are taking their OOPArts more seriously than this.

Maybe because I was one of the ‘unchosen ones,’ seeing OOPArts used so carelessly made my blood boil. Analysis complete. Taking them down would be easy.

“Alright, we can win. Let’s suppress them.”

“Understood.”

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