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

[Akira Koizumi]

"Brother, it's morning!

That day, Akira Koizumi woke up with her sister's voice.

"Shut up......"

When I woke up with my body rubbing my eyes, I had a sister's face who laughed innocently.

"Look, wake up. You're gonna be late."

"Noisy in the morning."

My sister, Saya, is forced to wake me every day.

This was the routine of tomorrow.

She pretends to have a weak expression or voice, but her sister is irreplaceable to Tomorrow.

Even a bad morning can be different if you see Shayyah's cheerful smile.

And Shayyah admired his brother.

"Aki, you have to eat your vegetables properly, too."

Ming gets nodded by his mother and hands on a pepper he doesn't like.

When I took a bite, I put it back on the plate.

"Aki, Mommy's gonna be late today, so please, Shaye"

"Yeah, I got it."

Koizumi's parents worked together.

Father leaves home early in the morning.

That's why the two of them were always together.

"Follow me!

Ming, who has finished breakfast, leaves the house with his sister when he finishes his support.

Shayyah is on foot, whereas Ming is bicycling to school.

So we leave together, but we always break up in front of the house.

Shayyah running waving at his brother.

Shayyah is a freshman in middle school.

Shayyah, who was in elementary school until this time, is a carefree mother.

A brother to ease that anxiety.

Akira Koizumi was a good brother at home.

Ming still leaps out of the house today and heads to school.

[Orange martial arts]

"Because today is my favorite hamburger of Wu!

Wu cheeks breakfast, delighted by the dinner menu.

There's nothing you don't like. Wu ate anything you could eat.

All Orange people ate a lot.

Because of this, the three people in the living room have the same system.

My older, separated brother, who just went to Tokyo and is no longer in this house, had lost one weight for some reason.

Wu, who lived with his father and mother three, was happy to have what he wanted to eat every day.

Most importantly, I love hamburgers, and the day I get a notice from my mother, etc., I come straight home without stopping by.

Having finished his breakfast, Wu, as usual, did his support, putting his lunch box in his bag at the end, leaving his home behind.

The morning of Wu, which was a bicycle school, is a relatively easy one.

This was the routine of martial arts.

[Teppei Tando]

Teppei's father ran a motorcyclist.

There was a shop directly beneath the house and a factory, where his father worked every day.

My father, who soiled his hands black when he returned from school, waves to welcome me.

That was Teppei's routine.

"Teppei, when I get back from school today, I'll teach you how to replace the winker switch"

Teppei's father very often says these things.

But Teppei is not interested in motorcycles.

Teppei's hobbies are animation and games. I always read books at school.

Because you know that, Teppei's father only speaks occasionally.

Teppei replied carelessly.

They won't tell me anyway, and my father won't either.

We know each other. That this conversation doesn't make sense.

But my father, as part of his communication, sometimes utters those words.

I'm not unfriendly. It just doesn't suit my taste.

Indoor Iron Flat who doesn't talk much.

An active father who has been a motorcycle lover since he was young.

These two conversations were always rare.

"Teppei, I left lunch in my bag."

"Yeah......"

Iron Flat in a dark reply to his mother as well.

Nothing to worry about.

Not because I'm offended, but because it's a matter of character.

When Teppei finishes his assignment, he crosses his bike and heads to school.

This was Teppei's routine.

The three of them face-to-face in front of the dumpster appropriately voice each other and head to the classroom to talk about the cartoon.

We reach upstairs and go down the hallway for a while and you'll see the classroom.

I could see the Hitachi sect from the front.

The three of them will ear something around Koizumi as they nibble there.

As we passed, both shoulders of the political sect hit Ming and Wu's shoulders.

"Ouch!

Ming speaks out loudly.

If you walk normally, it's not normal to bump into each other like that by chance.

Of course, this is deliberate.

Ming and Wu hit each other on the shoulder in the form of pinching the political sect.

The political sect got butt cakes.

Two people down to see how it goes and smile with Niyaniya.

Teppei had such a grin on her unfathomable face that no one could understand.

"That's a high sun. I didn't realize it was because it was so tight."

These days the political ministry is tired of daily bullying and no longer even alive.

Not enough to change your expression to the extent that you have buttocks on it.

The poor response to the pain was evidence of this.

It was on this day that such a political sect jumped off the roof of the school building and committed suicide.

"... sorry"

A political sect with dead fish-like eyes.

"That's disgusting. Don't look at me like that."

"Sorry......"

A small apology and rose, and the political ministry left.

"Ha ha! You were as cheerful as ever. I wonder if Saab did something to you again."

"Come on, I wonder. He doesn't talk at all, and I don't know what he's thinking."

Wu tilted his neck.

"I'm not interested. You should have fun."

Iron flat answering bump.

"It's funny because you don't get mad at me for doing anything. It became clear to me recently that Saab would mind. The point is, it's sandback. You know, to get depressed."

Ming said, "You're a good analogy, right?" and niggered.

"Let's go to class rather than that. The first hour is physical education. We need to get dressed fast."

The three hurried to class.

The three of them were always together.

You abuse your political ministry in between while you thrive on cartoons and game stories.

Not as bad as Saab, but not as light.

There was definite malice there.

I mean, he liked to see the political sect hurt.

Political sects don't get their hands on it.

The three of them, they always played in the political order.

I did something that was not good enough to say when I was wrong.

The noon chime rang out to the school building.

The usual.

The political sect is parsled by Saab.

That's where Hanoi appears and celebrates Sabu.

And then I said, "Why don't you say it back?" and Hanoi, who also celebrates the political sect.

Three people watching as they nibble at the look of it.

The Mings were not pleasant.

After a while, the political ministry left the classroom.

Forgetting about the political sect that had left, Ming stuck his desk to have lunch while having fun talking about the cartoon.

Without even knowing that the political sect would jump off the roof and measure suicide.

But a few minutes later, that light wraps around the classroom.

That is the light of the brave summons.

The three men were involved in a different world summons and were summoned to the Kingdom of Greyberg on the Banome continent.

Koizumi will never see her sister Shayyah again.

Nor will Shayyah ever see his beloved brother again.

On this day, Shayyah will be eating dinner alone in the fridge, awaiting the return of his parents and his brother.

But that's just the beginning.

Shayyah will always be alone. My brother won't be coming back.

Orange martial arts is no exception.

Mother would have made a hamburger at home and waited.

That night, the table was untouched and a wrapped hamburger was placed.

There will be no more martial arts sitting in that seat.

There will be no martial arts hands on the forks and knives placed.

The fact that Wu eats his mother's hamburgers and handicrafts will never happen again.

The same goes for Teppei.

Ironflat will no longer be greeted by his father, whose hands have been blackened with tin and oil.

That day.

Tiepei's father looked a little worried at the end of that path, tilting his neck that it should not be strange to return normally.

But Tiepei will never show up there.

My father would never talk to Teppei about motorcycles again.

There will be no more Iron Ping and my father surrounding breakfast.

There will be no more teaching my father how to replace the winker switch.

Akira Koizumi, Takeshi Orange, and Teppei Tado.

Thus the three disappeared from the world.

Rusty plaque with rubbed lettering "Koizumi".

When you open the front door, the first thing you see is a dim hallway and stairs.

All the small windows were sealed with gum tape.

There was a living room when I opened the door to my left hand.

- "Group panic, for example. Can't you think of that?

Zero TV sound.

- 'I don't know, it might be possible...'

Windows and curtains with deadlines.

- 'Cause many of these days tend to be prone to mass panic'

Day after day, the press rang the intercom to keep standing and staked out in front of the house.

- 'Kidnapping was thick initially, but there wasn't anything on the security cameras, was there?

A mother who got sick.

My daughter doesn't come out of the room.

Not cooled in front of the door, hardened rice in the tea bowl.

- "It's not easy to kidnap as many as 21 students at the same time in the first place. I can't do it without doing it with the tissue guru. There are voices on the internet that say they may have disappeared voluntarily, but in any case, someone should be looking at them. But nobody's watching. I haven't even seen the security cameras. Security cameras are not installed in the building, so they're probably still in the school building. '

Empty cans of beer accumulated on the table.

Left trash bags.

- "The field verification is still going on, aren't the police investigating on that line?"

Warm curtains dyed red at sunset.

- "I mean, you said there wasn't a disappearance per se?

Crow squeal.

- 'I can't think of anything else. Because there were also convenience stores in the neighborhood and some cameras. None of this means that the students are not moving.'

Dim room.

Mold starch air and bad smell from raw debris.

- "I'm broadcasting it day after day. It's a mass disappearance of students from Tachiyama East Second High School, but we still don't know where the students are. '

A reporter waiting to leave looked up at the crow's squeal blocking the cedar sky.