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"The radiation-inducing Shar-Pei bit down. Is this a reference to the spider that bit Spider-Man?"
"So, Kazuma Sato is using the Spider-Man reference while also subtly insulting Asagiri as if he were a Shar-Pei."
Katsuragi Keima pondered Sato Kazuma's words and felt that there was more to them than met the eye, and upon reflection, they did indeed make much more sense.
"Alright, it's time to restore this ugly face you've ruined."
"If you make a mistake, you should make amends."
"Heh heh heh, stop talking nonsense. You should be thanking me. I'm the one who turned you from a lowly creature into someone who isn't so lowly anymore."
"You should be thanking me. I made you immortal. Actually, I'm quite jealous of you."
"immortal!"
Upon hearing Asagiri Kaname's words, Orochimaru's eyes lit up instantly. Immortality was something he had always dreamed of, and he could say that he wanted to capture Sato Kazuma or Asagiri Kaname right now.
"Yeah, being immortal is awesome, but this kind of life isn't worth it, is it? I just want my face back, and while I'm at it, get the bar fixed."
[As he spoke, Kazuma Sato flicked the hilt of the sword stuck in Asagiri Kaname's body.]
"Next, I'm going to continue beating you up like a rock band, using the intense style of rock and roll."
Seeing the miserable state of Asagiri Kaname on the light screen, Kurohime Kanya frowned. After all, it really looked like Sato Kazuma was unilaterally beating Asagiri Kaname. As a kind-hearted person, Kurohime Kanya really couldn't bear to watch.
Of course, this is also related to what happened to Kazuma Sato at Asagiri Kaname's place.
[As he spoke, Kazuma Sato raised his fist, then felt it strike something hard, producing a clanging metallic sound.]
[Sato Kazuma, like the blind men and the elephant, touched something hard.]
"Kun, right?"
[As soon as Sato Kazuma finished speaking, he was grabbed by the throat by Colossus Maemura and thrown out.]
"Wow, I saw this first thing in the morning."
[Wolverine, Ryujiro, who was standing nearby, had also witnessed the scene between Sato and Mamoru.]
"Bad things always go wrong in the most unusual way, something I'm sure you all understand."
The scene then shifts to slow motion, showing Kazuma Sato being thrown out, followed by his unique inner monologue, foreshadowing his impending platform jump.
"Cancer."
"Sigh, a message from Mom."
[Lying in his own home, Sato Kazuma's mind was a jumbled mess. He glanced at his mother's message, which asked how he was doing out there.]
Kazuma Sato only replied with, "I'm fine."
After all, telling my mom I have cancer won't solve the problem; it will only cause her a lot of pain.
"I feel like Sett now. Sett's mom doesn't know what Sett does, just like my mom doesn't know I'm a mercenary."
"Now, Sett is going to die."
[Sato Kazuma suddenly remembered the champion Sett.]
"Ugh, my life is just so damn messed up."
"Whatever, I'm going out for drinks. I'm going to die anyway, so it doesn't matter."
"Right now, Grandpa Kazuma is invincible. He's about to shine!"
Feeling somewhat depressed, Sato Kazuma got out of bed, tried to cheer himself up, and strode towards his favorite place, Sister Margaret's Bar.
Kazuma Sato plans to leave 9.9% of his estate to his parents and 0.1% to the bar that gave him so many happy memories.
"Yes, we're all going to die anyway, so why not make the most of what we have left to shine?"
Seeing that even though Sato Kazuma had terminal liver cancer, he didn't give up on himself in the end, but instead encouraged himself, Kaori Miyazono thought of herself. Wasn't she just like Sato Kazuma in the screen?
Sakura Yamauchi, who was also suffering from a serious illness, nodded in agreement when she heard Kazuma Sato's words.
Because Sato Kazuma's views are very similar to hers, she also intends to live her life to the fullest.
101: Kazuma Sato: What nonsense are you talking about? Are you out of your mind?
"Kazuma."
Inside the bar, the bartender was slightly surprised to see Kazuma Sato arrive, after all, he already knew that Kazuma Sato had late-stage liver cancer.
But then again, given Kazuma Sato's personality, perhaps he'll spend the last moments of his life doing what he wants, rather than lying in a hospital bed, his life hanging in the balance.
【"weasel."】
[After responding, Kazuma Sato went straight to sit down at the bar.]
"Looks like, how about a blowjob before you take a shower? But a friendly reminder: you'd better shower first."
The bartender looked at Kazuma Sato and suggested.
"No need, just pour me three glasses of Payne."
"Hmm, no, give me three cups of oolong tea instead. It's the new one advertised over there; I've never seen it before. Is this 'water of life' a new formula you came up with?"
"Perfect, give me a boost of life force."
[Just after ordering, Kazuma Sato noticed a sign behind the bartender advertising oolong tea. He was, in his own opinion, one of the shareholders of Sister Margaret's Bar.]
[Sato Kazuma has tried almost every kind of alcoholic beverage, but he's never had this oolong tea before. It's clearly something new that was added to the menu during his absence these past few days.]
"Oh, this? Let's forget about it. How about we just get regular wheat juice instead?"
"I'm afraid that after drinking the oolong tea you'll just... cough."
"Sigh, I wanted to see you all the time, all lively and energetic."
The bartender even pretended to pass away at the end, then, seeing Sato Kazuma's expression, knew he couldn't persuade him otherwise and prepared the "water of life."
"Sigh, but since you have a terminal illness, I shouldn't lose money betting on your deadly pool."
[“Leave it to me.”]
"Thank you, you've given me the first experience of winning a gamble in my life."
The bartender looked at Kazuma Sato and handed him a cup of oolong tea.
"One cup is enough."
【"Um!"】
[Sato Kazuma took a sip of oolong tea, his eyes widening instantly, and then spoke to the bartender.]
"This is fucking awesome! Where did you get the recipe?"
"A customer taught me this recipe a few days ago. He said the liquor here wasn't strong enough, so he taught me this recipe. It's pretty good, isn't it?"
"Isn't this the oolong tea we drink? Has it spread to such a far place?"
Kitahara Iori said that after all, the name "Oolong Tea" was given because of a previous "accident," and it would be difficult for other places to coincidentally also be called Oolong Tea.
"Who do you think sent it?"
Kohei Imamura said that, after all, the bartender had mentioned earlier that one of the customers felt it wasn't strong enough.
"It should be a choice between Kotobuki Ryujiro and Tokita Nobuori-senpai. I think it's Kotobuki Ryujiro-senpai, since there's still no information about Tokita Nobuori."
Imamura Kohei said.
"But didn't Kohei Imamura lose his memory?"
"I didn't say you had complete amnesia, how about we make a bet? I'll bet on Kotobuki Ryujiro-senpai, and you bet on Tokita Nobuori-senpai, how about that?"
Kohei Imamura looked at Iori Kitahara and said, their eyes seemingly sparking with excitement.
"Octopus vs. Lizard, what do you think?"
However, Kotobuki Ryujiro and Tokita Nobuori, who were at the center of the gambling, did not react as strongly as Imamura Kohei and Kitahara Iori.
"Oh, right, here, this is for you. That person over there is looking for you."
"That person gave me a feeling of both death and mystery."
The bartender pulled a black business card from his breast pocket and pointed in a direction.
[Sato Kazuma took the card and looked at it, seeing a man in a black suit. Wearing such clothes in this setting was indeed conspicuous and out of place.]
The man smiled as he looked at Kazuma Sato as he arrived and spoke.
"Hello, Mr. Sato."
"So what do you want from me? If it's about kidnapping children and putting them in a truck, then forget it. I don't lay a hand on little girls."
"You're joking, Mr. Sato. I recently learned that you were diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer."
"You stalker."
[Upon hearing the man's words, Kazuma Sato remarked that not many people knew he had liver cancer.]
"I work in this industry, I'm in charge of recruitment, and I sympathize with your difficult situation."
"You used to be a super soldier in the special forces, a warrior, you killed 41 people."
"On average, one goes home every seven weeks, which is about the same frequency as a normal person getting a haircut."