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

An inviting voice that echoes from the outside.

……

Saab, who can't get up.

He has no expression of anger and looks out at the window by the bed where he can only see the blue sky.

"Sabukun! How long are you gonna keep me waiting?

"Master Saeki is here. I'll take care of it."

"There's no point in talking about it..."

Vinevia leaves the hospital room early.

I couldn't help but look down on my bending uncle.

"Master Guinevia!

I saw the dean from the end of the hallway.

From the troubled appearance, it's something that we already know about what's going on out there, Vinevia thinks.

"Don't let anyone out. I'll take care of it."

"You'd better wait for the guards."

"Did you hear that, Dean? I told you not to let anyone out, didn't I?

"... is, yes. Ok. Absolutely."

"Fine -"

Unlike the look I was giving Saab, there was something dark and cold there.

to what she looked like through the front door of the hospital,

"It doesn't seem like a patient."

The political sect shrugged.

"My name is Guinevia. Hidaka, you're Masamune."

"Yes, but? Is Saab there? Yes, of course."

Guinevia saw a different sight around him.

There was the corpse of the strangers, once summoned by this kingdom by the summons of the brave, and the figure of those who were still alive, who were cast into the pillars of iron.

But her expression is constant and hostile.

"What the hell..."

"Preservatives run out someday, too, and you see, when you use desiccant, it swells up into bread, right? It's just like that one. After the finale, they're done."

"... I see"

"Hmm?"

The political ministry tilted its neck.

It is not against the poor reaction of Guinevia.

"Was it Mr. Guinevia? Why, I can't see Shadow of Disgust."

"The Shadow of Disgust?

……

"What is the shadow of disgust about?

"I can see clearly who is inconvenient to me. I'm sure Mr. Guinevia will take care of Saab, which means he's on his side."

But the political ministry does not speak of Guinevia as a human being.

- Guinevia.

The name is special to those who know.

Now I pass to the late Lizard Tra.

"So why don't you have a shadow... what do you mean? I mean, you don't change your mind with me, do you? No way......"

The political sect stopped the words ahead and slightly deflected his gaze.

Ahead there was a figure of Saab desperately trying to get out, even though the nurse stopped him.

"Dear Saeki, if you're not at rest!

A political sect with an invincible grin on the side where Guinevia seems worried.

Noticed, Guinevia returns her expression.

"I don't mind. I have nothing left to lose."

"This is this! You look good, Saab! By the way, I'm surprised. What's that look like?

Seeing Saab's machines hands and feet, the political sect smiled more than ever.

"You're still human, huh? - Ha-ha-ha!"

The political sect held his belly and laughed in tears.

Saab didn't even stare, just staring at the smile of the political sect with his anguish on his face.

One reason is that my legs are not yet familiar with my body.

"Guys..."

Sabu saw the bodies of his classmates - Kenshiro Yamada, Hiragi Akane, Kato Shiori, Kanai Painting Michiharu, Hirohiko Nagatobe, and Jessica Yamanaka.

All that time, Saab turned his eyes round.

There are many that are severely defective and have not fastened the prototype.

But all only the face is less defective, at least to the extent that the face remains shadowed.

Saab tries to approach the political sect one step at a time, holding her emotions down and quietly bringing her snort and her indulgent expression.

"Kida... Mashima... Kihara... Sato... Iida..."

The following five people have been blamed.

Shushi Kida (Masa Fumi), Yuan Sato (Beginning), General Iida (Nice) Goku, Kyoka Mashima, and Muta Kihara.

"Master Saab, please step back!

"Leave me alone"

Saab is blind to Vinevia.

"Reunion with friends, but most of them have already become just filth scattering the stench. Poor thing..."

To Saab as he approaches himself, the political sect arranges words like symbols.

"Here it is... Here it is, here it is, Mr. Guinevia! I see a good number of disgust shadows from Saab. Here it is... but nothing is stranger. You used to be who I am. Isn't that right, Saab? You don't deserve to blame me. I even let the shadows drift and it can't be good... you're just a hypocrite right now. An incompetent hypocrite who has lost his hands and legs and one eye, and whose beloved has also been easily killed. You look just like me once. I didn't fall that far."

Still, Saab didn't change his expression.

Just hold your breath and stare at the political sect.

"Saab, I have something I want to show you today. This is the last time."

The political sect took out The Executor's Axe from the swirl of the dungeon.

It's a huge axe that doesn't look like student clothing.

"Hey, you guys. How about it's time to wake up?

The political sect revealed a red and black shadow from his body and stretched it out to the five men he had made.

Five wake up in turn to see what they've done.

"Guys..."

To the five who regained consciousness, Saab came here to manifest his first sorrow.

I imagined them to be killed.

In order of each person, "Saab..." leaks his voice to Saab's unusual appearance.

That's where I heard Chime.

Out of nowhere...

"The lunch break chimes. That's a signal that the abuse begins..."

The political sect told Saab with a cold look like time had stopped.

"Perpetrators, victims, bystanders, the masses... bystanders are Mr. Guinevia, then strangers in the hospital"

Nurses and patients watched outside through the hospital window.

"Saab, are you in a place like the masses... I hope you're expressing and looking at the right emotions there. You're getting tired of that face, too, why don't you try to look different?

……

"No matter what you say... that's what you said. That's right. It's no use. I can taste that feeling more, and it's often useless to do anything in the world. Just like you are now, just like I was once."

The political sect moves closer to the five men of the Xu.

"The one thing that's not funny is that you're slightly guilty. But hey, unlike you, these guys don't remember anything. Kida doesn't even remember a millimeter of what she did to me. Now he was a teacher, and in school he called the abused students weak."

……

Saab turned his gaze to Kida.

"Damn, it's a teacher's mirror. But, Saab. That's what people are like...... guys, I forget what I did. I don't remember who I hurt in the past all the time or anything like that. That's how we do it.... right. I remember. I'm just unusual."

……

"There are many anomalies in those who dwell in the abyss. Now I know why. The abyss cannot be used by those who do not understand pain. I wonder what will happen if I forget the pain... if such a day will come..."

The political sect raised an axe.

"Saab, I hope your pain is eternal. Say goodbye..."

At that moment, the political sect waved an axe.

The move didn't look like Saab's.

After a momentary time with no remnants, five heads of life were kept in balance and lined up at the tip of the axe directed at Saab.

"- Unnamed Stream" Songplay "

A political sect who turns the axe cleverly at his fingertips and slowly drops his neck to Saab's feet.

The head of a friend who gets confused into his sight.

Saab kept an eye out of the sight of the political sect during that time as well.

"Now there's three more."

……

Continuation of revenge told by the political sect.

But Saab knew.

"... you're going to kill them all. You are."

The political sect had a full smile -.

"Of course!"

- At that time, Saab grabbed the face of the political sect with the hands of a machine.

It looked like a political sect, but I didn't try to avoid it.

"Are you mad, Saab?

"- Flaming Hammer (Divorcade)!"

Shortly after, a giant fireball engulfed the political sect.

You will not see the statue of the political sect in the fireball that continues to expand the expansion range.

Shortly after the explosion, a hot gust of wind spreads to the area.

It also involved the bodies of friends.

Black smoke and sand smoke make my vision poor...

"Gu!"

Suddenly, arms stretched out more than in smoke.

That grabbed Saab's neck.

"Ha-ha-ha! Can you use advanced magic without a magic formation, boulders are like the Holy Knight!

It was the arm of the political sect.

But he already belongs to Anc Amadeus.

Student clothes disappeared, no alien masks were worn, and the political sect only wore white robes.

"I told you, it's no use"

"- Ha!

Saab was kicked far away.

Running officials.

But Saab was unable to stand up, and, looking at the white back of the political sect, he lost his mind.

"Bye, Saab..."

With the first faceless expression he showed, the political ministry left the hospital behind.

- Wait a minute.

The political sect looks back.

That was vinevia.

A political sect stops in front of the hospital gate.

"If we don't make allowance soon, he's dead, right?

"I've already left it to you. Thanks to you for adding and subtracting, there is nothing else in life"

"... Really? So, what can I do for you, Mr. Guinevia?

The political sect called her name in a meaningful way.

Guinevia also noticed the discomfort.

"Mr. Hidaka... would you like to make a deal with me?

A political sect noticed that her subject had changed from “I” to “I”.

Even the tone and atmosphere have changed slightly.

There is a rougher, blue-smelling atmosphere than a princess.

But he asked without pointing it out.

"... Deal?

"Please help me"

"... Are you sure?

"I'm talking calmly."

Guinevia approached the political sect step by step, facing each other and staring into the eyes of the political sect.

"... I know people with the same name as you. I've never met him, but he was once a princess of a land called Mewinospire, the god kingdom, more than 150 years ago."

Guinevia was surprised.

I rounded my eyes and lost my words for a moment.

From the look on his face, the political ministry realized that Gynevia was someone with some connection to her.

Or the same thing.

"Should I consider myself the same person in this case?"

By the time the political sect grumbled so, Guinevia had restored calm.

"I am not Guinevia"

The political sect used her skill, The Devil's Eye of Truth, to peek at her status.

And he ascertained his name and race.

"... So, what's the deal?

She warned the political ministry, taking care not to hear voices around her.

"My name is Tinker... not even human"

……

"I am a dragon tribe. Please, listen to me."

I couldn't read the story, and the political sect raised questions.