The Babysitter Wants to Stop Dying Chapter 12 : Chapter 12

Chapter 12: The End of the Tutorial (2)

The Center Director, Mobachezem, lacked a bit of reliability as a person, but it was undeniable that he was a strong Ranker.

A Strength-type A-rank Ranker.

A being who could face an A-rank monster alone.

An undisputed powerhouse who ranked quite high among Rankers.

In short, there were few things in the world he had to fear. An S-rank monster was a rare sight, seen once every few years, and he could hold his own against a small number of A-rank monsters until reinforcents arrived.

Although there were occasional incidents where Rankers died in serious fights, it was rare for Mobachezem, with his soft personality, to get entangled in such matters in the first place.

That being the case, if there was sothing he was afraid of, wouldn't that be true terror?

"Why did you call ?"

As I asked, panting, the Center Director, who was leaning against a charred tree, suddenly wrapped his arm around my neck.

"Why are you sticking with that woman all day?"

"Pardon? Because she keeps giving work?"

Anyone listening would think I was doing it because I wanted to. It's because she keeps calling and giving this and that to do.

Load this onto the yacht.

Do you know anything about the Administrator?

When exactly did you co to the Center, and so on.

Although most of the Center staff were dead, I was the one who was curious. Technically, I'm a newbie, so there's not much information I can provide. Camila kept near her, repeating questions and instructions.

I haven't even seen Lottie's face and have been working for over half a day, but the Center Director says things like that.

"I'll ask you straight. You, what did you talk about with that woman on the yacht this morning?"

The bearded man's voice is unusually low.

My montary annoyance disappeared, leaving only bewildernt. He had been quiet all this ti, and as soon as I was away from Camila, he suddenly calls to ask sothing like this?

"Do you an Professor Ingram?"

"Yes! Professor Ingram!"

"Didn't the Professor tell you? I thought it would have been discussed, of course."

I'm an employee of the Center, so I thought if she was going to take , she would have naturally told the Center Director too, but was that not the case?

How can work be handled so one-sidedly?

As my words trailed off in the incomprehensible situation, the Center Director, with his eyes wide open, grabbed my shoulders and shook .

"What? Hurry up and tell !"

"Lottie and I are going to follow her. She said I don't have a choice in the first place."

"Whaaat? Really? Is that really all? About , did she ask anything about ?"

"About you, Center Director? No, she didn't say anything in particular."

"Really? You're not just mishearing? Sothing like she's going to destroy , not leave alone, tie up limb from limb and offer as a living sacrifice, nothing like that?"

Why is this person suddenly going off like this.

I pushed away the Center Director, who was speaking in a rapid-fire manner with his face uncomfortably close, and shook my head.

"Of course, you weren't of any help in the ergency situation, Center Director, but the Professor didn't seem that violent."

"It's not that simple a problem! So she really didn't say a single thing about ?"

How many tis is he going to ask the sa thing? His eyes are going to pop out at this rate.

"I'm telling you, she didn't."

"Oh, God. From now on, I will devote this body and always strive to do the work given to !"

Mobachezem praised God, his clasped hands trembling. This won't do. Since I have him alone, I might as well ask what I'm curious about.

"Why are you so afraid of Professor Ingram? Did sothing happen?"

It's natural to be afraid of punishnt from the higher-ups when the institution under your managent has suffered a disaster beyond a mishap, but didn't he act rather nonchalantly with the S-rank Ranker, Masimo?

Looking at that, he doesn't seem to feel much responsibility for the attack itself.

Center Director Mobachezem is afraid of Camila Ingram, who visited because of it.

The way the Center Director had been fidgeting since waiting for Camila's party this morning after the terror attack had been bothering .

Mobachezem, who had been offering an unknown prayer for a long ti, opened his eyes wide. His slightly crazed gaze turned towards .

"Arsen, since you're leaving now, I'll give you a piece of advice for old tis' sake."

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot in that short ti.

A feeling like a bug crawling on my charred forearm. A strange sense of unease crept over .

"Stay away from the Professor. Though it seems you've already caught her eye."

"What do you an?"

Mobachezem, who had raised his head, scanned his surroundings and whispered softly in my ear.

"Camila Ingram, that woman is definitely a devil worshipper."

A sharp chill ran down my spine.

‘What is this now.’

***

A space without a single speck of light, as if darkness itself were alive.

But human vision gradually gets used to the dark.

"So, you failed?"

A voice, close to a sneer, echoed low.

A voice that sounded pleased, yet endlessly nacing.

"I-I'm sorry! I really, really didn't know the sitters would protect the children to that extent! Because of that, we were delayed...!"

"Ah, ah. Andy is dead, Malek's life or death is unknown, and a whole bunch of my pyramids are dead."

And you ca back alive alone.

The sound of a light chuckle was sharp enough to gouge out one's lungs. The man, lying flat on the floor, hurriedly exclaid.

"I-I barely escaped to fulfill my duty! I thought I had to report what happened in the battle!"

"A brilliant self-justification. It's quite plausible."

"I've committed a cri worthy of death. Please, just once! Please give one more chance!"

Cold air steeped in a fishy sll. A cool voice. The steady sound of clicking heels.

"Please, just once!"

The man cried out, trembling.

A rabbit mask, half-broken and hanging around his chin. Horrific wounds with blood flowing from here and there.

Everything showed that he was a mber of the group that had attacked the Center. His two hands rubbed together frantically above his bowed head.

As if mocking such a sight, a bizarre sound ca from beyond the silent darkness.

Kadeudeuk-

Kkakak-

Kkagagak-!

A horrific noise, as if gnawing on bones. The man, with a premonition that this was his future, wet himself.

It was when he felt like he would suffocate from the extre tension.

"Masimo appeared, you say."

A hint of interest was present in the presence that had co close to his chin. The man, not missing the opportunity, poured out in a trembling voice.

"Yes, yes! That man appeared. M-Manager, Sir Malek was defeated by a sitter and opened a Gate, saying let's all just die, but of all people, Masimo dropped from the sky...!"

Teop-

The man, who was spilling everything he knew while trembling, stiffened. A large palm had reached his nape at so point.

"But sothing's strange about what you're saying? Not defeated by Cobe Alecman, but a sitter? What sitter? Don't tell , that little kid's sitter?"

"T-t-t-that's right. C-Cobe Alecman was f-fighting, but...."

"Stop stuttering and speak properly."

"C-Cobe Alecman stopped, and the sitter definitely, Sir Malek, keuak!"

Kkwadeudeuk-!

"The sitters are all weaklings. Malek is useless except for his detection ability, but he should have had a barrier?"

The being, who had lifted his head with one hand in an instant, asked fiercely. The man, hanging in the air with only his head held, struggled desperately and shouted.

"T-that broke... heok, save , save ! Please...!"

Broke?

Did the sitter bastard attack the mont Cobe Alecman broke the barrier?

"Unexpectedly gutsy."

According to the report from Malek, whom he had planted as a manager, he was a guy with no particular special features other than the ability of immortality.

"But you know."

Eerie eyes glinted in the pitch-black darkness.

"You're talking as if you saw it up close?"

"S-save ! Please save ! I didn't run away! I didn't run away, aaack!"

As death approached, the man started to go frantic. But the hand that held him didn't even flinch.

The long fingers holding his head, as if his desperate struggles were laughable, gradually bent.

"You know, I think the most important thing in the world is loyalty."

"Kkeuaak! Aaaaak! S-save ...!"

"But you have no loyalty."

Kwajik!

A squishy bursting sound was followed by a splattering noise. The pleading screams were cut off.

The sound of thick liquid hitting the ground was eerie, but the darkness, close to an abyss, lightly swallowed even death.

"The fact that Masimo appeared ans my intuition was correct. They also considered that their identities would be revealed. As expected, that little kid was definitely the one I was looking for!"

Kung-

The mangled corpse is thrown to the floor.

"If I had succeeded, I would have had that monster in these two hands! With just a leash, even a monster is no different from a re dog! Damn it, these useless things!"

It was information obtained at a high price. He had set the stage, working for over a year with only that one thing in mind.

Only for the grand revenge.

For all those who had died countless tis.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he would have stepped forward even if it ant revealing himself.

"What a waste! A waste! Such a waste!"

It was when a ferocious roar mixed with seething anger shook the darkness.

"There was no need to kill him right away, Sham."

A calm voice overlapped with the crazed one.

"It would have been better to calm him down and hear a more detailed story."

Sham. The being that had been rampaging like a madman glared sowhere.

"Are you giving advice right now?"

Still a very angry reaction. But his attitude was completely different from when he was dealing with his dead subordinate.

Sham, who had straightened his back, sneered and said.

"You know what, Orgon? I don't think this situation is solely because of the stupid mbers. They failed an ambush, huh? Aren't they getting too lax?"

Ferocious eyes glinted. Nothing was visible, but Sham's expression was clearly looking at sothing.

"What do you think? Am I the only one who feels that way?"

Unlike the growling Sham, the answer that ca back from the one called Orgon was extrely calm.

"If we think about it in a positive way, the situation is not that bad. You said Malek opened a Gate when he was cornered? The child could have died if things went wrong."

At the accurate point, Sham's mouth closed.

"From now on, I will strengthen the recruitnt standards for mbers a little more. I'll exclude the incompetent ones altogether."

At the calm reply, Sham tilted his head.

"Is that all?"

"Is there anything else you desire?"

Still an even-toned answer. Sham, who had twitched his lips, stomped on the burst head of the dead rabbit mask.

"From! Now! On! You! Move! Yourself-!"

It was like a five-year-old throwing a tantrum in front of a toy store. But the scene that followed was horrific.

Blood and brains splattered in all directions. A scream that stung the skin.

The surrounding air trembled as if it were boiling. A demon crawled out of hell would look just like that.

"Whether it was intentional or not! Anyway, that little kid who was hidden so well ca out into the world, right? Yeah, as you said, maybe this is a chance. So bring that thing to right now."

"It won't be easy. There's only one place safer than the Center."

"Ha!"

Sham, who had gritted his teeth, burst out laughing.

"Even so, she was eventually tailed. What an arrogant bitch! What's the use of being good herself? It's all useless if the ones below are incompetent. Didn't the Center's location get exposed while recruiting that guy nad Arsen? And bingo! That was the gold mine."

Sham, talking to himself and getting angry by himself as if possessed by a ghost. Orgon, who had been watching him silently, opened his mouth after a mont of silence.

"Understood. Instead, please wait patiently even if it takes ti."

Then.

Only the sound of footsteps echoed regularly, without any form being visible.

"Ah."

Orgon, who was leaving, stops as if he suddenly rembered sothing.

"By the way, will you really be fine?"

"With what?"

"Even without by your side."

Uwek. Sham made a gagging sound and shuddered.

"Don't say such creepy things. Anyone who heard that would think you're my mother."

"Is that so."

The sound of footsteps faded away into the darkness again.