CH 179

Chapter 179 – Misandrists

The mob of people surrounding me parted, and a woman walked towards me through the path that formed. She was wearing a white overcoat as well, but unlike the others, she was also wearing a blue bandana.

When she stood before me, she spoke with a dignified air.

“Don’t worry. For now, we have no plans to harm you.”

…For now, huh?

“Then what is with this situation? There are people pointing guns at me. I don’t believe a word you’re saying.” (Torimoto)

“We are weak creatures. Timid. So we are just being vigilant in our own self-preservation.”

Alright. If you’re so cowardly, then don’t bother appearing in front of me.

“Please hurry up and state your business. I’m a pretty busy person. I have something to do, namely going home and eating my favorite food, tuna sashimi. Come on, you know how fish needs to be fresh, right? That’s why I can’t afford to dawdle around here—for my tuna, you know.” (Torimoto)

““““………””””

The mob went silent. It seemed my unusual joke happened to fall flat. Well, tough audience.

“I can’t prepare tuna, but a nice cup of black tea could be arranged. So please, come with me.”

“What are you trying to do by making me follow you?” (Torimoto)

“You would have to ask our founder about that.”

So it really was a religious cult rather than a community. What should I do…? It’s easy to refuse, but I could see a battle immediately breaking out if I did that.

Also, if I wanted to keep doing business in this area, I would need to know what kind of person their head was.

“Ah, and please notify your friend to not act any further out of control.”

They seemed to have noticed that Kaza was on my side. Well, it wasn’t surprising.

I telepathically gave Kaza an order and told him to lay off for the moment.

“So, will you come with us? If not…”

The woman’s eyes glinted ominously. ‘I’ll kill you if you refuse’ was what she was probably hinting at.

“…Fine. I will accept your invitation.” (Torimoto)

And thus, I was brought to their base, surrounded by these mysterious women.

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If this were any other situation, this would be a harem development that any man would envy, given the number of women here. But that would only be if it was minus the hostility and murderous intent that was permeating the atmosphere.

As I made my way to their base, surrounded on all sides by these women, I felt an unusual number of resentful glares. The woman with the blue bandana was leading the way in front of me. It was clear that she was somewhat special among this group of women. I wondered if she was a leader of some sort in this strange religious cult.

I was told that the founder wanted to see me, but I had a feeling that, in all likelihood, it would be a huge heap of trouble.

I had told Kaza to follow me, keeping out of sight. I had also instructed him not to touch their comrades for the time being.

We passed through a residential area and came to a wide street, where I saw several cars lined up.

I was told to get in the one parked in the middle, which was a sturdy-looking vehicle that looked like a prisoner transport vehicle. It seemed that our destination wasn’t within walking distance of here.

Kaza would be able to keep up with them even if they drove at a high speed, so there wouldn’t be any problems. I got into the vehicle as I was told, and the group of cars set out in a formation surrounding the one that I was in.

They seemed to be very cautious. They were probably doing this to deal with me if I tried to run away.

I felt like I was a real criminal being escorted. Does escorting a heinous criminal go somewhat like this?

I had wanted to check out the scenery around me, but I couldn’t see the outside because of the curtains blocking the windows.

When I glanced behind me, I saw people seated there, pointing their guns at me just like before.

Good grief, these women are seriously dangerous.

It seemed that if I made any suspicious moves, they intended to shoot me in the head immediately. I had no choice but to obediently keep my eyes looking straight ahead.

“What does the founder want with a man…”

I heard someone mutter directly behind me.

“You can hear me, right? Don’t get the wrong idea just because the founder wants to see you. She has no compassion for you. If I could, I would kill you with my own hands right here, right now.”

Once again, I was at a loss on how to respond. I didn’t know what might happen if I responded carelessly. With that, I chose to remain silent.

“I wish men would just disappear from the face of the Earth.”

Oh, you’re still talking at me?

I thought ignoring her would make her stay quiet.

“You’ve hurt a lot of women in the past, haven’t you? Yes, of course you have. Men… are creatures that can do nothing else.”

The person behind me seemed to hold a strong resentment towards men. She must have gone through a lot to possess such a deep hatred.

So that’s why they’re eliminating men like this. Revenge, huh…?

People weren’t born with a desire for revenge. It was always born from some strong emotion. The stronger that emotion was, the greater the hatred and revulsion formed.

The fact that her hatred for men went so far to the point that she would kill and persecute men meant that at some point, she must have held high expectations and a strong trust for men.

And as a result of being betrayed, her desire for murder rose.

Maybe it wasn’t just her. Perhaps everyone who was gathered here had suffered some kind of similar betrayal in the past.

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