My Shameless System Made Me A Goblin

Chapter 6: Crying his eye out

In desperation, Jiro jumped in.

His heartbeat was literally screaming out in fear at the moment, he dared not to see any death just after coming into his world, if that is to happen, it would be cruel...very cruel.

Just as he was about to jump inside the fight, he froze on the spot.

Fortunately, that wasn't his blood.

Jiro was nearly shocked to death when he felt his soul flying right away from his body.

The blood wasn't Piano's, it was actually from those wolves.

When those wolves targeted him and attacked him, they nearly surrounded him leaving him no space to move or save his own life.

However, Piano had experienced such situations in his life before. So such a small matter was nothing to him. Just when those wolves attacked him, he raised his sword and sliced their heads off from their body.

No animal got away from him. He slashed their heads off like a predator who was mainly here to take their lives and heads especially. He ruthlessly exploited all of the wolves and took their lives.

After seeing that scene happening right before his eyes, Jiro slumped down on the ground, his eyes grew large like balls and shock could be seen all over his face, his body was shaking already...he felt sick seeing so much blood around him.

The ground was painted with a red color which stunk salty and nasty at the same time, Jiro covered his nose.

[You are seriously a noob. This much blood is nothing]

The system laughed out loud at Jiro for being so pathetic and scars of such a silky scene.

But only Jiro knew what he was feeling right now. His heart and mind...nothing was in his control.

Piano took a long breath as he saw everyone dead before him, he killed everyone...his face was covered in blood, and he looked like a crazy beast right now who has no heart, to begin with, he looked crazy and extremely dangerous.

He finally got to relax. But when his body turned around towards the direction where he told Jiro to hide, the sword fell from his hand.

That small monster child, looked scared of Piano at this moment.

The way Jiro was looking at him, it felt like he was looking through Piano's soul. He looked extremely frightened.

After Piano's sword fell to the ground, he rushed toward Jiro and hugged him tightly. To him, nothing was more important than consoling that child who was going through a trauma right now.

"I am sorry! I am sorry! I shouldn't have killed them in front of you...", Piano was apologizing again and again after feeling that shivering body of that child.

Jiro buried his head into that warm embrace, the tears started falling down his small dried eyes.

All the emotions that were reeled up in his heart started gushing out through the wet and water tears.

Yes! He was extremely scared at the moment. And was also scared of Piano but that was just for a moment until he realized that he was no more in his world, he was teleported to this strange world, he was dead in his original world...or maybe.

His tiny hands tried wrapping around Piano's back, but he was too small that his hand could only be reached halfway...

"Are you scared? Forgive this big brother for scaring you", Said Piano while patting his back gently and slowly and trying to comfort him.

But the years were just not stopping reeling out from Jiro's voice. There were so many emotions piled up in his heart for a long time now, how can a moment of hug relieve him?

Jiro didn't speak anything and kept crying like a little kid, Piano on the other side kept comforting him through his actions and not with his words.

The blood was still visible on the ground, and the bodies were scary to look at, no matter how many times Jiro was opening his eyes and closed them, trying to find them as a dream, it was scattering every time he was finding the dead bodies of the wolves.

Jiro might have lived a life before and he lives it for like twenty-seven years. Due to his body condition and the illness he was carrying, he never had a smooth selling life. Life was never easy for him, it was always difficult and unfair.

In that life of twenty-seven, he never felt like God was on his side. Even now...the heavenly God was messing up with him.

What's the meaning behind putting him into a strange world when he doesn't even belong here?

Reborn, reincarnation, Isekai'd, or anything...whatever you call it, it only looks good in stories and novels.

Cause when it happens in real life, you are neither for that world nor do you belong in that body.

You are just a soul which happened to find an empty body whose soul just shattered.

Jiro had not accepted this world, and neither he can in the coming future. He doesn't belong here, nor does this body belong to him.

But right now, he can't reveal this to anyone. Or else people might think he is a psycho and would practice on him.

After half an hour.

Jiro finally stopped crying. He was feeling better now that some of his heavy feelings and emotions have flowed out. He finally released himself from that warm hug and looked him eye to eye...

"Are you feeling better now?", Piano asked wiping those nonexistent tears from the corner of Jiro's eyes.

"I am okay! Thank you for lending me your body...I am feeling much better now".

This time when Jiro looked at the dead bodies, he wasn't scared. Rather, he was relieved and glad that Piano blocked those animals and saved him.

He played those survival-type games many times before he died. And he never took that situation seriously. He always played to keep himself alive and busy from the rest of the world.

But the situation at the hand earlier was very different from what he had seen in the movies and read in the novels before. Even the games he played before were never this stimulating.

So it was a life-death situation for him.

So he was grateful to Piano to save his life even when not knowing who he was and how had lived until now.

After sorting out his emotion, he looked at him, he was now ready to move.

He got up and stood on his two small feet, his legs were wounded all over as if he was bullied many times before and had lost the strength to walk.

When Jiro got up and looked at Piano, he realized something.

Piano's face...it was stained with blood. This blood was sprung on his face when he slayed those wolves earlier.

He raised his hands in the air and extended them toward Piano's face. Piano froze for a moment as he failed to understand what Jiro was doing putting his hand on his face.

Jiro started moving his hand on his face messily, he was trying to get rid of those blood stains on his face.

"There's so much blood on your face", His voice came out in a meek and sweet tone.

"Oh! Let me...", Piano started rubbing his face with his hands to get rid of the stains. This was a different matter in that he could see nothing.

Jiro sighed heavily as he looked at his face and turned his head away. Probably because he did not care about how much blood he had on his face...

The both of them once again started walking in a certain direction as they had no idea where to go and where the exit was.

But one thing was clear to them, the illusionary dungeon was crumbling, or maybe it was their imagination.

But if they don't find the exit soon, no one knows for how long they will survive in this bloody hell.

"Jiro! Do you have anything in mind? Like....can you think of anything that might help us escape this place?", Piano asked as he was useless in this area.

To be honest, he was not a smart kid. So it was hard for him to excel in other areas other than swordsmanship.

"Big Brother, you know a lot about kids. And how to handle and care for them. How many kids do you have?", Jiro ended up asking that question which was on his mind for some time now.

The piano looked at him quite strangely. Because this was the first time someone had asked him about how many kids he has.

Because in reality, Piano has no kids.

Sometime later after Jiro asked that question, Piano started laughing out loud.

Jiro was dumbfounded as to why he was laughing at him. "Did I make a joke?", He asked.

"No! You did not... it's just that, it's strange".

"Strange? What is it?".