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In a world consumed by the rat race, Haruto Oshima stood out as a bright student who despised the rat race everyone seemed trapped in. 

His dream? A life filled with success, excitement, and lots of wealth alongside his middle school girlfriend, Kanna. 

Haruto devoted himself intensely to his study, Achieving brilliant success in every exam, and took decisive steps toward achieving the life he aimed for.

However, everything changed when Haruto's girlfriend Kanna broke up with him during their last year of middle school, leaving him deeply affected. Just as he was suffering from overwhelming sorrow, the world got hit with a virus known as Covid-19!

After years of struggle, the world finally recovered from the pandemic, and people resumed their normal lives. However things didn't remain the same for Haruto Oshima, his educational path was suddenly brought to standstill, costing him five years of his educational life.

Haruto’s lack of education forced him to do an ordinary job at a mall as a counter boy forcing him to live a life he always hated, plunging him into boredom and eventually into depression.

Things keep getting worse for Haruto as his hatred for his own life started increasing day by day, eventually a tragic event hit his life forcing him to join a game named “Smiley Face Game” where players compete against each other in hope of winning millions of dollars. Unaware of the fact that this seemingly innocent game would turn into a “Human Massacre Game!”

The Human Massacre Games

The stage was bathed in a single spotlight as 11-year-old Hisashi, dressed in a karate uniform, took his place. He began his routine with a series of erratic punches that lacked precision and technique. His movements were awkward and clumsy, each punch poorly executed and lacking any semblance of grace. His attempt at a high kick was particularly shaky, causing him to almost lose his balance. Despite his effort to regain composure and continue with a flurry of disjointed punches, the performance was painfully unrefined.

The crowd seated in front burst into mocking laughter. Amidst them, 11-year-old Subaru stood, his face reflecting deep disappointment.

"What is he even doing?" Subaru thought to himself, feeling disheartened. "This doesn't resemble karate at all."

The people around Subaru laughed uncontrollably. "Hey, was this kid here just to entertain us?" one of them mocked, chuckling as he spoke.

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