Surviving a Cruel Fairy Tale

20 – Act 1. Forest of Little Red Riding Hood – Third-rate writer (3)

Think of Little Red Riding Hood’s words.

If there is an underground area under that wide clearing, lure it there and shake the ground once to drop the hunter underground.

It can be difficult with normal methods, but it shouldn’t be difficult for Little Red Riding Hood, who uses explosions and other magic.

“If you mentioned it, is there a way?”

“You said the ground has weakened. Just by shaking the place once, you can probably open the way to the deep underground at once.”

Little Red Riding Hood calmly replied to the question, just in case.

In this way, there is a means to isolate the hunter from the forest.

If it falls underground, it is expected that it will be difficult for even a hunter to return to the forest easily.

Now let’s think of the next number.

Since the location was secured, there was still a mountain of things to do, considering luring him and defeating him later.

There are issues to deal with, but more than anything, you need something to take him head-on.

Little Red Riding Hood said he would do it himself, but for some reason I couldn’t trust him deeply.

There is no evidence.

However, I kept looking at her complexion because of the itching sensation on the side of her chest.

“…… Are you really okay?”

“What?”

“You’re going to catch the hunter yourself. To be honest, it’s like fighting with a disadvantage.”

At that, Little Red Riding Hood nodded her head slightly.

“The condition of being a forest. It’s enough that it’s gone. It’s something I haven’t been able to try until now. So I am grateful to you.”

“…… Thanks, la.”

“It is the best stage. The best chapter that could not be better than this to end the disgusting relationship with that man. It is time to close this skit.”

…… Do you call your own story a skit?

Red Riding Hood Forest.

As if she didn’t quite like the story of the hunter and the forest, she openly frowned and didn’t hide her cold expression when he mentioned him.

The main character in a fairy tale.

She may have been born into this world as the hero of her own story, but in a twisted world of fairy tales, in a sense, she was nothing more than her own tragedy.

At least for Little Red Riding Hood.

“…… Do you hate hunters?”

“It’s not particularly hateful.”

“Then what?”

“I just can’t acknowledge its existence. After cutting the prelude to all of this, she still can’t forgive the ugly demon who lives far away, drunk on her own greed.”

In the world, it is called hatred.

Can’t tolerate others. Can’t forgive All of them were emotions close to anger caused by negative emotions.

“Again, what do you want to do after defeating the hunter?”

“I don’t want to answer. There is no reason for that.”

Little Red Riding Hood stood up from her seat after answering with a cold attitude, but unlike before, she felt a bit confused from her appearance.

A half-human, half-fairy child born in this forest.

She said her life was all about the dark forest, and the environment, hunters, and wolves were everything to her.

I thought maybe she had no purpose after her.

She couldn’t feel her personal feelings at all from her, to the extent that she wondered if she was moving only with the single thought of ending the evil the hunter had done to her.

This is probably the story after the conclusion.

Abduction of a main character in a fairy tale.

What kind of ending will the main character in a twisted and cruel fairy tale face after pioneering his own destiny?

“Whoa… ….”

Let’s not think deeply.

Anyway, I got everything I needed to get from this forest, and now it’s enough to defeat the hunter, lift the forest’s curse, and get out of the forest.

If Little Red Riding Hood said he would do it himself, there is no need to question that part.

It’s also true that if she doesn’t fight, she doesn’t have anyone to fight otherwise.

A bit of anxiety remains, but if that doesn’t mean I’m going to fight for her, then I have no right to question or deny her determination and commitment.

Everything has already begun.

I have squeezed out all the conditions I can, and now all that remains is to lean on the power of Little Red Riding Hood and look at the ending of this fairy tale.

It’s okay.

It doesn’t end here.

I still have work to do, and there’s no way I’ll collapse from the beginning of this fairy tale world.

If I didn’t think that way, I felt like my knees would bend in anxiety that made my hamstrings tingle.

* * *

Lures hunters to the Mother Tree.

Only Little Red Riding Hood can fulfill that role best.

A man who calls himself a writer is unable to even escape from her hunter, and above all, considering her hunter’s unusual obsession with her, her line-up is definitely right.

That’s right, but she couldn’t help but frown at the sight of the hunter running like a maniac, drooling at her.

“Little Red Riding Hood!!”

“…… A really ugly man.”

Why did the world send such an ugly man down to earth?

I can’t even feel a fragment of humanity to be called a human being. An incarnation of narcissism that only loves oneself and a pot of endless desire.

Feeling that obscene desire was directed at him, Little Red Riding Hood broke his usual expressionless expression and frowned.

“I knew you would come back. Where you will be your master I am the owner of this forest, so where will you go?”

“I’m not here to hear nonsense.”

Finally, this long evil relationship has come to an end.

Revenge for her mother, who can’t even remember her face, and a grudge that brought her to a hellish world.

She kills the hunter today with all her despair from the time she was a child who had no goal to live on and had no choice but to grow up watching ugly things.

“…… Judging by the look on his face, he seems to have come to climb without even knowing the subject.”

“You die today.”

“They say that girls should have an angular charm, but you went too far. Neither did your mother.”

The hunter raised his shotgun, saying he could not help it.

“Will you remind me of the day you ran away from town?”

“…… Today is different.”

I was still young.

Because I grew up watching hunters, it was before ethical perspectives and morals were properly established.

She saw village women being trampled and exploited unilaterally at the hands of hunters.

I don’t know what’s right.

I don’t know morality.

You don’t know what’s obvious and you don’t know what’s wrong.

Nevertheless, she was disgusted by what she saw.

A sloppy feeling rising from the bottom.

She had a hunch that one day she herself would end up in the same situation, and she hated being raised as a mere ornamental plant, unable to escape the hunter’s grip forever.

Being so patient, when the limit came, she tried to kill the hunter.

The night is deep and the moonlight is asleep. As usual, she tried to plunge the knife into the neck of the drunken woman who had fallen asleep, but she could not escape his senses.

She ran desperately into her child’s body, all without fail, and it was said that it was her mother’s tree that arrived that way.

“It was so pitiful to see Koraksuni running away like a beast on fire in its tail. Neither you nor I can run away from the forest anyway, so I didn’t expect that she would become a witch.”

“You have always been arrogant. And it was ugly.”

“I am so happy that you have grown up beautifully. My daughter, my b*tch.”

“…… I am not your b*tch.”

With those words, Little Red Riding Hood lowered his posture with a firm grip on the axe.

It’s not an opponent you can compete head-to-head with yet, but you’ll have to fight it at least once to lure it in.

A swaying golden wind in his left hand, and a bloody hatchet in his right hand.

“As a man, I will accept the female angst. But remember. As of today, your immature self-indulgence is over.”

Although the gun was pointed, the corners of the hunter’s mouth drew a twisted smile close to a mockery.

The hunter knew that Little Red Riding Hood could not defeat him anyway.

The wolf that has always stayed by her side, and the magic she has honed, do not work on him. At least as long as she exists as Little Red Riding Hood, there is extremely little way to resist him.

So the hunter waited for her action with a grin on his teeth, and then smiled broadly as he saw her rushing at him after bursting with golden light.

“Ha ha ha! Is this enough! Did you just brag that you would kill me like this?!”

“…… Whoops!”

One kick.

I kicked the red cloak that had dug into her side as if it hadn’t bothered me even though it took her out of sight, and she raised her ax at an angle to stop it from taking a direct hit to her body.

After that, a series of melee battles took place.

At Little Red Riding Hood’s ax attack, the hunter lightly blocks or spills it with a shotgun, then applies a smooth, continuous kick without moving a few steps.

She knew it, but his speed was difficult even for her to follow with her own eyes.

Even though I didn’t do my best, the arm that blocked his instep tingles. The pain that seemed to reach the bones was also painful, but more than anything, it bothered me that he was still smiling.

“Okay, go ahead. Wouldn’t it be humane duty for a father to look after his daughter’s tricks?”

Speaks lightly, but the hunter’s physical ability itself has risen so dramatically that he was in a hurry to block the attack.

Even insignificant kicks speed up and are accompanied by wind, which becomes wind pressure and sweeps away the hunter’s feet.

After fighting so many times, her gears were blocking the attack, and it was only when her body started to creak that she kicked her tongue and backed away from her.

“Are you running away again?”

“…… Think on your own.”

“The reason I haven’t been able to catch you is because you’ve been hiding from me. But do you think you can run away from this forest after showing it to me openly like this?”

I won’t give you time to use magic.

When I ran away with that stranger, I used strange magic before I could even use his hands, but now I can pierce his shoulder with a gun.

With the confidence of such a hunter, she bit her teeth and then turned her back and ran into the forest.

“Are you going to run away? That’s good too. It wouldn’t hurt to let them know what it feels like to be chased by a hunter in the forest.”

If it’s a chase in the forest, there’s no way you’ll ever lose.

It’s also a pleasure to slow-cook that girl who foolishly thinks she can escape the hunter’s clutches, and in the woods.

Like that, the hunter chased after Little Red Riding Hood and kicked the ground, then followed closely behind him, repeating running using branches as footholds.