Matsuda Jinpei Was Reborn, but Not Human.

(This book is a rewrite of "Matsuda's Wrong Way to Reboot", with the main difference being that the narrative timeline is moved back two years.) Copywriting of this article: What I saw when I opened my eyes was an unfamiliar ceiling. It hurts. Matsuda Jinpei thought he was dead. After all, his chest and abdomen were blown through, so there was no possibility of him being rescued, and there was no future for him. It hurts. So what is "he" living here now? A twisted white line crawled out from the corner of his field of vision, squirming and wandering to the center of his vision. It was broken into several sections and then continuously deformed, twisting into a line of trembling small characters. "My temporary magic workshop" is marked on the ceiling. The words that cannot be erased even if you close your eyes and open them again are like childish scribblings of a child. Magic workshop? That's - what? It hurts. Turning around, I saw an unexpected wooden bookshelf. Those white lines rotated along the angle of view and crawled to the side of the bookshelf in the field of vision, transforming into a line of words. "The bookshelf holds very important things." "... Like a low-quality RPG game." It hurts. Those white lines separated into more tiny white lines, completely turning his field of vision into a game status box. The white line in the lower left corner squirmed and transformed into a small "status bar" The lonely "status bar" is followed by only one entry. "Saint's Heart": A saint came to this land... A narrative without beginning or end. Probably the arrival of this so-called saint will have some unknown impact on the people of this land. Some lines crawled to the lower right corner and transformed into three bars. The first was a bar that was half full, the second was a bar that was nearly full, and the third was a bar that had accumulated a shallow layer. There was no name, and he had no idea what the rules meant. It hurts. Now there is a severe pain in the abdominal cavity, as if it is being cut, but there is nothing abnormal when touching it. There were no wounds, no blackened flesh, and no blood. How could I have such a dream. Why did I wake up again. Why am I lying in this dark room. Why am I feeling nothing at this moment? Outside the open door, the landline phone rang. As if violently suppressed by some force, even the most basic uneasiness and fear did not appear on his pale face. —————— The pain, like an abdominal cleavage, never went away, and he had to always keep a bottle of painkillers on his bedside table. However, he still felt increasingly restless. The nausea that penetrated deep into his cavity was like the internal organs sliding and intertwining freely in his body, just like squeezing meat strips in egg liquid, making it difficult for him to swallow food. Mixed with this is an ever-increasing desire. From the other end of his body came the desire for blood and killing. Matsuda Jinpei huddled in a corner of the bathroom. In just a moment, he became a beast that crowded the bathroom. He/it has the head of a canine, with a blackish-purple head and animal ears, and is convulsing in a cramped environment. Revealing a canine kiss with sharp teeth that kept biting up and down, he trembled and uttered a human word. "Aren't you even... Human anymore... Ha?" The hot liquid flowed down from the cheek and dripped into the mouth, only causing the instinctive bite. If he could be like a baby and indulge his beast without hesitation, abandon his human intelligence, indulge in the desire to kill, and slaughter everything in sight, this miserable man would surely be freed from this extreme mental tear, right? I understand better than anyone how painful this is. He also understands better than anyone else that this means he will never live in peace. But, he refused. "There is no need for more people to suffer from this." Absolutely not, let yourself go now and take even half a step forward. He thrust his two claws into his empty abdominal cavity and tore out the last bit of flesh, never succumbing to his bloodthirsty instinct to kill others. From beginning to end, he practiced Matsuda Jinhei's last principle as a human being. —————— "Two years ago, I had a close friend who was unfortunately attacked by terrorists and died in Hegang... You must have heard of that tragedy, right? The newspapers and media at that time were all crazy and blocked the door of the Metropolitan Police Department. Well, nine deaths and thirty-two injuries, I still remember it all. "You really look like him, Manager Matsuda." "It's really, really like my best friend, ████..." Kenji Hagihara, a police officer from the First Investigation Section, was sitting in the Poirot Café and talking. However, Matsuda Jinpei, who was sitting opposite him and listening, felt a chill running down his spine. The sadness and grievances that filled my stomach were squeezed out by an idea. "Where is the 'Matsuda Jinpei' of this world? Fate has been reversed. " The white lines in the field of vision were twisted into words, which was particularly dazzling. —————— "Your last mission before leaving the organization is to kill your partner, right? It's really annoying. I still hope that you can have some love for your companions and be merciful to your former companions and let me pick them up. How disgusting. " Matsuda Jinpei saw the unconcealable fire in his eyes that was completely different from what he said on his lips. The blond man held his collar tightly with both hands and growled through gritted teeth. A pair of purple eyes stared at him with an almost murderous will. The last status bar in the field of vision rose like a tide, gradually casting a red shadow in the corner. "Do you think I just want to live?" Urged by that sadness, a surge of sweet liquid wrapped around the minced meat and went straight up the throat. Before he could escape in time, his dark-colored arm was soaked in the rain and became sticky. Shredded meat dripped down his elbow, and dripped onto the wet floor, wrapped in bright red blood. Purpose: Matsuda Jinpei, is this what you want to do, save others?