Bad Day to Have Nightmare

Kuro's hand was dyed with red, instead of a blood than someone else , he noticed that it was his own bloods.

With further concentration, he saw 2 men in the room. Despite the doctor-like look of a men and the tools in his view, the room itself was rather messy, unclean, indicating that this wasn't a hospital and he wasn't being treated.

Oh… he was actually being 'treated…' in a different way people would expect. Rather than calling this a treating this was more of a torture.

Kuro's body was being bind, the more his body violently moved, the more it just seemed to hurt him… yet he couldn't violently shook his boy out of resistance instinct.

It came out… an red, fresh organic objects was taken from cut off Kuro's stomach, while he was awake. Upon noticing something inside him was taken out and enters inside his sight, the shock paralysed his mind.

"Why not take 1 more, and pay me doubles?" An fairly old balding man said to the doctor-like person.

"Hyahyahya, I'd like to do that but I am not dealing with police for murders." Laugh from what you expect from a madman came from the doctor-like person's mouth.

'Ohh that's sad. You looks like a decent person. I guess I can't decides people from their appearances.'

Thought Kuro…

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***DREAM END***

"*yawn* I finally woke up from my dream. I really need to learn how to lucid dream from 17 or 21. Wait a minute, do they even remembers how to lucid dream?"

Kuro began his long thoughts process. "Now that I think about it, didn't they says that they can remember anything as it entered them, just a day ago? Like… 21 remembering the recipe of every Fargo's Souls, although I don't know what that is."

As usual, what came from Kuro was a discussion with himself, about something that's not supposed to happen from someone his ages.

Maou was still sleeping… first of all does he really need to sleep?

Kuro thought that someone as all-powerful as Maou didn't need to accomplish the basic human desires.

Kuro cleaned himself first before going outside. "All right time to kill myself again."

Kuro lightly palmed his face with both his hand before changing himself. "Deleting Kuro's existences to begin with as there's nothing much to delete from if it's almost empty to begin with."

"Like a darkness getting erased from brilliance of lights. It's as easy as that." Maybe due to the dream he just had, he was feeling negative, but that wasn't a problem.

The moment he delete himself, is the moment a new someone will be made. Regardless of his current emotion, something more ideals than the current him will be made.

As Kuro began to near out of the exit door, he saw the person from last night. "Hello, Mister! Thank you for giving us a little discount last night! Oh, I forgot about it… Good morning, mister!"

The person smiled a little bit as he nodded. "Good morning. Be careful outside, okay?"

a wide smile was born from Kuro's face. "Un! I'll be careful! Mister too, please be healthy! Then, goodbye!.

Kuro closed the exit door as he left the hotel. Now that 21 and 17 is missing, Kuro was finally able to ask himself: Who is he?

Although Kuro had no answer for that, he had a better solution: stay nothing.

If he had stayed at being nothing, it would be much easier to erases himself. If he erased himself and turned to something else, he would be able to make people happier like that man from before.

It maybe tiring for now, but Kuro thinks he can get used to it. This something else isn't limited to 'something' and it can literally be made to multiple 'something' so he can make an ideal him for Ayame. That way, an stupid fight like yesterday wouldn't happen.

Ayame can have more confidence in herself.

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Ahh shit, the sunglass have come. Better call that guy.

"I know you're awake. Come here and destroy this sunglass thing. It's making obstructing my view or some guard may start attacking me." Kuro lightly said as an black flashes blurred at the space in front of him.

Gold lightning like lights flashed from inside the black blurs as it swiped at awe-inspiring speed.

Without spending a single milliseconds, while the black aura from Kuro was being separated from his body, the black-gold blurs grabbed the dark aura and crushed it.

Like that, the black aura disappeared, and the black-gold blurs was the same. "Not even saying a words :/"

Kuro stopped hiding from alleyways as he deemed it not necessary. So he walked out the main roads. Now that I look at it, this empire is really amazing.

"There's a traffic lights, that means, there's also a car! Wow! It's so fast!!" Although it wasn't as fast Maou's air travel-whatsoever, it's still was a fantasy for Kuro who have never seen a car in his entire life.

"What is a country bumpkin standing in front me. Get out of my way." a voice sounded from Kuro's behind. The voice's owner was a girl and she was wearing a clothes that screamed 'I am a noble.'

"I am sorry, big sister. It's my first time coming here, so…" Kuro apologies for no particular reason.

But it seems that the other side isn't appreciating, not his apologies but his look. "How come a country bumpkins like you have a better appearances than me? From your status, as soon as you be an adult, you'll only sell your body to make a money, you slut."

'Miss, are you seriously calling a children a slut?' Kuro almost laughed but kept himself. "Big sister… what does a slut mea-"

Before Kuro ended his sentences, his face was slapped and an red mark was made from within it.

'Hmm… no differences. 'Trapping' skill should be a similar technique from demon combat technique but it's really impossible to control the force your opponent released. What's really the differences between the trap soccer technique and real life?'

While thinking about the result of his experiences, he also never forget to act.

Kuro slowly and gently hold the red part of his face as he 'hold' his tear from coming. "Wh-why did you slap me, big sister…?"

"Di, *sobs* did I do something wrong to you? *sobs* i-if so… please tell me *sobs* I-I will try my best to fix it so… *sobs* please don't hurt me." Kuro was trying his hard to resist his tear but some of it came out despite his hard efforts.

And this showcase somewhat pissed the 'noble' more and she raised her hand once again. Kuro closes his eyes from danger and…

*pang*

An rather huge sounds was made, resonating across the street, this time now, caught the attention of bystander. Although someone thought of standing in to protect Kuro, most of them thought that someone else will do it and they just watched the scene.

'Oh, I think I finally knows it.' Kuro thought to himself with his face much redder than before after taking 2 slapping from someone he don't even know.

He realised after looking at the stranger. It was filled with anger. Although he don't know the sources of it, an emotion was indicated in it.

'Yes, that's it! Emotion! Soccer ball is but a ball, something made of planet materials. No matter how powerful the force in it is, it's but a ball that's slightly powerful making it forces to be more predictable and easier to oppress.'

'In contrast, human's force is filled with emotion. Depending on it's user's emotion, it can be anything until the last milliseconds. The strength behind it can disappears suddenly, it can get more stronger suddenly, it can move in different direction suddenly.'

'Compared to a ball which is straightforward, keeping the same forces but slowly losing the forces behind it, keeping the same trajectory but slowly dropping, force that came out from human is much more complicated making it much harder to 'trap.''

'Although knowing this doesn't automatically gives me the answer, it shows me the path leading to answer… crap, I've been in daze for long time. What the f*** is happening? I thought attempted murder is against the law?' In front of Kuro was the 'noble' women taking out her swords out of nothing and thrusting it to Kuro.

As it gets closer from stabbing Kuro's body, a person came yelling in.

"Stooop!" a children came running in and pushed Kuro's body with no effort as the force while running in was mixed.

Kuro's body was shifted and it just barely injuries him.

Coming from her look, she seems a year or 2, younger than me? What is a girl like her doing here?

'Anyway, it's time to get out of here, this girl is crazy.' With this in mind, Kuro gently carried the little girl and jumped from the spot, easily jumping over to some of the smaller building's roofs.

"Huh it's you that ki-?"

That person seemed to said something but Kuro has already ran from that place, he couldnkt even hear it.

The demon technique this time is a healthy technique that doesn't damage his body internally, just outside. After all, outside damage is much easier to fix than possible permanent internal injury. The side-effects was this lacked the acceleration as well, the verticals spaces movement, compared to the one he was doing before.

After jumping over some roofs and moving an fairly far distance, Kuro gently laid down the girl who have been in his arm for a while, quietly. "What's your name?"

"Me? My name is Natsuiro Matsuri! Lives to enjoy a festival and loves to make a ruckus! or so my mum says… speaking of my mum, where is she? Oh no, my mum is lost! We have to report her to police, mum ;-; where are you."

She's quite an energetic one. Her energy can be compared with a certain dog that'd bite off someone's finger. "Well then, Matsuri-chan, let's search for your mother don't we?"

"Really? Big sister is going to help me search for my mother?" Matsuri cutely said.

"Big siste-… Ye, yeah.. bi-big sister is going to help you…" Kuro felt his heart breaking.

"Ah, that's right! What is big sister's name? My mum told me that it's rude to not know a good person's name!" When Kuro noticed it, Matsuri was already holding his hand. As if it was afraid to let it go.

"I am Kur-… I am Kuu. Nice to meet you, Matsuri-chan." Kuro smiled sweetly to her.

'Please stay innocent.'

By the way, Matsuri was one of the few Hololive members, 21 has yet to explain in detail.