I Woke Up As An Old Hag, And Two Hot Beasts Think I'm Crazy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Three sets of glowing violet eyes fixed on Skylar, and her very first thought, with admirable priorities, was: I really hope I don't die in a shawl this ugly."Skylar, move—" Zane's shadows were already surging forward, but the maintenance junction was narrow, and three Blood Beasts didn't leave much room for graceful retreat."There's no moving, there's barely standing!" She flattened herself against the pipes as the nearest creature lunged, claws raking sparks off metal instead of skin by a margin that felt far too comfortable for her taste. "Somebody give me an actual plan!""Working on it!" Corin's light flared, a barrier snapping up between Skylar and the second beast, buying a precious half-second.Skylar's vision flickered with red warnings — three overlapping outlines now, each beast's next move shimmering faintly ahead of the action itself, and for a dizzying moment she felt like she was trying to read three books at once. She forced herself to breathe, to slow down, to let t

Three people who looked far too clean for an apocalypse were staring at her, and Skylar decided, immediately, that she didn't like any of them.Not the tall man in the center, with his pressed collar somehow still crisp despite the chaos, or the woman beside him with a tablet clutched to her chest like it was more important than her own survival, or the third one hanging slightly back, scanning the crowd with the flat, assessing eyes of someone doing inventory rather than looking at people."A System Host," the man in front said, and it wasn't a question. His voice carried the particular smoothness of someone used to being listened to. "Here. Now. That's — unexpected.""I get that a lot," Skylar said, stepping slightly in front of the exhausted survivors behind her, an instinct she didn't examine too closely. "Also unexpected: three people who clearly haven't run for their lives once today, standing in a tunnel full of people who very much have. Who are you?""Desmond Cray." He offere

"Everyone move — NOW!" Skylar's voice cracked across the tunnel like a whip, sixty-eight years of authority packed into a fifty-three-year-old throat. "Away from the ceiling crack, toward the far wall, go, go, GO!"The crowd, mercifully, listened — thirty exhausted survivors scrambling with the last of their adrenaline, Reyna half-dragging Fable, the boy Corin had just saved stumbling along supported by a stranger's arm. Skylar's Probability Sight lit up in frantic, overlapping red, dozens of collapse points flickering across her vision faster than she could track them individually.[System: Structural failure — Sector 4. Falling debris trajectory calculated. 3 casualties projected if current movement pattern continues.]"Three casualties isn't zero!" Skylar shouted, more to herself than the system, scanning the fleeing crowd. "Where—"Her eyes caught it — an elderly man near the back, moving too slowly, directly beneath the widest crack in the ceiling, a woman beside him — his wife,

"Someone catch her—" Corin's voice, sharp with alarm, was the last thing Skylar heard clearly before the world tilted sideways.Her body was rewriting itself faster than her mind could keep pace with — bones shifting, joints loosening, the sixty-eight-year-old ache that had become so familiar over the past day draining out of her all at once, replaced by something dizzying and unfamiliar. She felt Zane's arms catch her before she hit the ground, his voice tight with something that wasn't quite panic but was standing right next to it."Skylar. Skylar, stay with me—""I'm here," she managed, though her own voice sounded strange to her ears, shifting pitch mid-sentence like a radio losing signal. "I'm just— everything's spinning—"[System: Host age: 34 → 29 —]"Twenty-nine," she said faintly. "I was thirty-four two seconds ago, I didn't even get to enjoy thirty-four—""This isn't the time for commentary," Zane said, though his grip on her tightened, careful and urgent all at once.Corin

The first shot never made it past Zane's shadows.He moved faster than Skylar's eyes could properly track, a wall of solid darkness snapping up between the armed personnel and the three of them a half-second before triggers were pulled, the bullets embedding themselves harmlessly into shifting black instead of flesh."You'll want to reconsider your next move," Zane said, voice low and lethal, shadows rippling with barely restrained violence. "I've been holding back all day. I'm significantly less inclined to keep doing that now."Desmond's composure flickered — just slightly, just enough for Skylar to catch it. "Stand down," he said to his personnel, though his eyes stayed fixed on Zane with newly recalculating interest. "This isn't the engagement I authorized.""You authorized armed men in a collapsed tunnel," Skylar snapped. "What exactly did you think was going to happen?""I anticipated a negotiation, not a demonstration of hostile capability from an asset previously classified as