A NEET’s Guide to the Parallel World: Healer, the Strongest Cheat?

Blitz venue.

Two across the street.

And an announcement that tells the rules.

- Here, in Heilkwalt, the decision-makers were opening.

The seats are full and the students are waiting now or now.

And there, there was the appearance of a political sect.

"Hey, speaking of which, what were you doing yesterday? You were in college, weren't you? I was looking for you because I needed you..."

It's Toa who asks.

"Huh?... Oh, sort of. I had a little errand yesterday."

The political sect reacted faintly, answering.

Whereas Toa floated a question mark, he didn't ask any more.

It wouldn't make any particular sense.

It's a daily conversation.

"Hey... are you okay?

"Oh, no problem. He's strong, even if he sees it."

At the end of the line of sight is the field.

And there, the one across the street, Nem.

Yes - here and now, Nem's game was about to start.

His opponent is a senior named Kevin, who hit one last grade.

Even so, regardless of the school year, Nem is basically younger though.

Political Sect and Toa look worried, watching how it goes.

And tell the rules, the announcement is over,

The gong of the game echoed the venue.

At that moment, two people in the field move out on each other.

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"[Thunderball]!"

First, it was Kevin who got his hands on it first.

Golden sports pruning. And two blocks.

Muscular, but fuzzy looking.

That's this guy, Kevin Connor.

"Something like that! It doesn't hit Nem!

Then Nem pulled it to the last minute before jumping aside.

Kevin aiming for Nem's landing spot and unleashing more magic.

"[Thunderbolt]!

Then a sphere of thunder appeared in Kevin's palm, from which the current popped.

It was released toward where Nem dodged.

Nem dodging current.

But whether you avoid it or not, the current strikes the nem.

Nem can't stop his leg.

"[Thunder Rain]!"

Kevin chanted more magic.

A magic formation rises over the sky from which countless lightning pours down to Nem.

Attract and avoid every single electric shock until just before.

Shortly after Nem was ready to breathe, he did it and showed it to him.

But then...

"Gu!"

A slight paralysis and pain struck Nem, who was supposed to have avoided him.

When I see it, there is electricity at my feet.

This is the rest of the magic that Kevin unleashed earlier.

And...

"Miyayayaaaah!

Three electric shocks poured from above struck Nem directly.

This is Kevin's method of warfare.

He can't use advanced magic.

So you use beginners and intermediates to lure your opponent into surgery.

And Nem, not really, got into it.

But Nem was safe.

Nem rebuilding his posture, but his body still had paralysis.

"A boulder, a beast man! I do it well for kittens. But you're done. Paralyzed. So you can't even move like you just did?

Nem returned no words and put up with the pain.

From that look, I can see the pain.

"[Shreim]!"

With patience for the pain, Nem chanted.

This is magic Nem specializes in.

Expand fireballs around your body to remain attackable at any time.

And this can also be a defense.

"Ha! That's a good flame for a little one, huh? What?"

Taunting Kevin.

But Nem ignores it and moves on to the next step.

"[Haunted Wind (Weeble)]!"

The moment Nem chanted the magic, the three fireballs that were around him swelled up as they made a small explosion.

"Ah?"

Kevin hasn't noticed what's going on yet.

I am completely alarmed.

But the fire of the swollen nem retained its shape when it was enlarged to a certain size.

Sweat tells Kevin's forehead.

- There were three giant balls of flame appearing there.

Even if I didn't say advanced, it would be about the size of a step ahead of it.

Kevin swallowed his spit.

"[Thunder Lance]!"

Kevin had a spear of thunder in his hands.

I'm willing to stand up to it with penetration.

And Nem launches a counterattack.

First, Nem flew one of the three fireballs.

To match it, Kevin throws a spear toward the fireball.

Then, in the middle of the field, the magic of both sides bumped into each other, making a shitty noise.

It sounds like something is going to rub.

And with that collision sideways, Nem releasing more fireballs.

But Kevin doesn't miss it either.

The throwing of more spears once again bumped the magic of both sides.

Kevin makes a new chant and spear appear.

But faster than that, Nem unleashed a third fireball.

Then Kevin couldn't catch up with the chant and was taken from the waist to the bottom by the fireball because of his heavy weight as well as trying to avoid it.

"Giyaaaaaaaa!"

Kevin screaming at pain.

But this field measures lethality.

And there is protective magic in place to avoid serious scratches.

As a result, the fire that ignited Kevin immediately went out.

But the damage has accumulated.

Kevin rebuilding his posture, but he could no longer afford to be alarmed or anything like that on his face.

- Fear and vigilance.

Nem chasing him there.

It was just when I unleashed the last fireball. Nem used the same procedure and chanted it in advance.

- Give me these three giant fireballs.

And Nem releasing those three fireballs at the same time.

Kevin opened his eyes and his expression was convulsive.

This magic of Nem is a magic that consumes less magic than just chanting elementary magic twice.

What about Kevin in comparison?

Two beginners, three intermediates.

If you still have some leeway, but also think about long-term warfare,

Kevin is at a disadvantage at this point.

- Short-term warfare.

That's all Kevin will have left.

But Kevin didn't have time to think.

Because the fireball is already looming in front of us.

Quickly chant and make thunder spears appear on both hands, Kevin.

And it wasn't an attack, this time it was thorough defense.

Stand in front of your body so you can make X with two spears.

Shortly thereafter, Kevin's spear and Nem's flame came into contact.

But then the second fireball is also reached.

It's the third shot.

If the beak had stabbed the fireball, it must have looked like a dough.

No, it looks like a dough even as it stands.

"Grunt..."

Kevin with two lightning spears against three successive fireballs.

But it's not good to enjoy it.

Overwhelmingly, they lose by force difference.

At that moment, Kevin's two spears broke and smashed and scattered.

And three balls of flame went in line and hit Kevin in turn.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Shortly after that I heard screams from the field.

From the audience there was a cheer and a pulling voice at Kevin, who was attacked to fold. Those two types can hear the venue in many ways.

The field was enveloped with explosive smoke and filled with vision.

And the smoke gradually clears up.

He was there in a dying state, but he looked like Kevin, who was painstakingly conscious.

Prevented it with an unfinished demon costume just before.

Demonic costumes are magic mastered by those who have mastered advanced, in order to attain greater heights.

It's still too early for Kevin.

"I'm persistent! I want you to abstain already!

Nem was frightened and angry.

That should be it, too. It's like the result is already decided.

- It is a victory for Nem, of course.

But Kevin was in pain for some reason.

Kevin was thinking.

How can we change this situation?

How can I win?

But I can't think of one.

But Kevin had a secret plan.

That was prepared in advance for when this happened.

Kevin put his hand in his pocket.

It's slight on its face, but I can see room.

And I could see the evil grin as well.

In contrast, Nem has a question mark with a rugged look on his face.

That's where Kevin took it out of his pocket.

That's...

- It's matatabi.

Matatabi is a threat to young cats.

The young cats get dizzy just because they smell the smell, and they get drunk on the liquor.

Of course, that symptom eases as you grow up, and eventually that sort of thing goes away.

But Nem is only a child.

I mean, Kevin knew Nem was a cat, and he had this matata ready.

But this is not against the rules.

It is not an anomaly, but it is a cowardly hand.

Everyone would think so.

But Kevin didn't want to.

Whether criticized or not, victory came first.

Kevin took the matatabi and looked at it.

And I laughed again as I saw Nem, who was alarmed.

- That's my win.

Kevin was convinced.

And he gave momentum to throw the matatabi in his hand toward Nem.

But that's when...

Kevin's movements stopped for a moment.

And when I looked at it, Kevin's expression had a question mark on it for some reason.

"To? …"

Then Kevin raised his dumb voice.

And he stopped throwing, and Kevin checked his hands, wondering.

Then there's the matatabi you were supposed to have in your hand until just now.

They disappeared without a trace.

- I don't have any matatabi...

Kevin gradually causes panic.

Even more surprisingly, the smell that was supposed to be on his hands was gone.

Kevin panicked, checking the smell of his hands again and again.

And I checked my feet again and again to see if I'd dropped them.

But I can't find Matatabi at all.

Laughter flew out of the venue as Kevin crawled around the ground.

"What are you doing just now?

Pure question.

That's what Nem asked.

But if you try Kevin, you can't even answer that.

I can't say I'm looking for Matatabi, etc.

And Kevin doesn't know it himself.

- Why, has Matatabi disappeared?

"If you're not going to abstain, you're going to stab the stop already!

As soon as Nem said that, the look on Kevin's face that attracts him.

"No! Oh, wait! Please, I'll abstain!

Kevin said that in a panic.

- "" Winner, Nem! ""

The announcement rang and cheered from the venue.

Kevin leaves the venue behind, carrying defeat and doubt.

Nem was in the guest seat, finding the three of them and doing the pieces with his right hand.

Then Toa, too, returns the piece with his right hand.

The political sect was lit up or sent a grin.

Sufilia also returns the piece with her left hand.

Afterwards, Toa is angry with the political ministry that says, "Give him a piece or so".

But the political sect missed the point, saying that it was "a natural consequence."

Toa sighs in disgust.

But what did you guess from the look on the face of the political sect?

“You have no choice," he said, grinning thinly.

Freed from worry and tension, Toa slowly took his seat.

But no one knows Toa, no Suphilia.

It remains slightly on the left hand side of the political sect,

- Give me traces of red and black magic.