Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

Chun Chun, Chun

A bird chirp informing the morning breaks into the dim room with the sunlight from the gap in the curtain. As rushed by the sound, the lord of the room, wearing a futon from his head in the bed and transforming it into a fortress on an iron wall, moved.

And, as if I had anticipated the timing, the sound of kachi sounded soberly clear, and at the next moment, the devil roared.

Jillillillillillillillillillillillillilli!!

A shitty noise smashed the silence in the morning and the main part of the room said, "Wake up, Boquete!" and stand.

"Ugh..."

He was the lord of the room that caged himself further into the fortress to protect himself from the devil, but he could not ignore the boulders forever. When you only extend your arms from the mochizo and futon, bang for a while! and searched for the devil to slap his hands unconstitutionally.

That arm succeeded in silencing that cry that I couldn't stand to hear when I captured its head for the third time because of the experience of the Devil's Crusade that had lasted for more than a decade.

But it doesn't change that even the acts that have gone on and on are heavy labor. The lord of the room, when he dropped his arms patterned like he had exhausted himself, pulled him back inside the fortress as he was. And Pickle and I stopped moving.

Immediately thereafter,

"Hajime, wake up. Come on! You're going to bed twice anyway ~! Come on, get up. Come on!

A familiar voice extended from downstairs - a voice that prompted my mother to wake up echoed. The half-awakened consciousness of Hajime, the lord of the room, had certainly heard that voice, but he said, "It's a total resistance!" But when the futon is re-worn, the fortress shall be even more robust.

"I knew it wouldn't work. Really now, every morning. I'm sorry, can you do me another favor today?

――

I can hear my mother again from downstairs. It also reached Hajime's ear because it separates the door but deliberately speaks out loud to make Hajime hear it.

Not that I have nowhere to think of my mother's voice like a shudder, but I honestly didn't want Hajime to wake up at all because I also know who my mother was talking to and what the developments would be after this.

Anyway, every morning that's one of the happiness I feel every day for Hajime...

The sound of a concoction knock sounds.

But the person, who knew no response and why, opened the door immediately after a beat. And he gently speaks to the dough that is round on the bed with Tokotoko in small footsteps.

"... Wake up, Hajime"

……

Still no reaction. A little more, because I want to hear her dear voice in a fine sleep until my consciousness is fully awake.

"... Hajime, wake up. I need to wake up..."

……

Now it comes with a gentle hand, itching and shaking. Hajime's cheeks loosened naturally in his small hand, which can be seen even over the futon.

"... attack. sexually."

"Yeah, we're gonna wake up, so we're gonna stop saying vivid things in the morning, right?

I felt chills in my spine. Hajime awakens consciousness in an instant, Gabba! and bounced off the futon.

At the end of that gaze is a beautiful blonde red-eyed girl. Hajime greeted her in the morning, grinning bitterly, with a smile that seeped through her luster somewhere and, for some reason, licking her tongue with a perky stare at Hajime.

"Morning, Yue"

"...... hmm. Morning, Hajime."

Hajime narrowed his eyes at one time with his beloved lover and bit the first happiness of the day.

Seeing Hajime carelessly walk down the school road biting off a yawn, Yue leaning her neck at the top of her head walking next door. Such a casual trick is superbly cute... Hajime is very busy towing on the guys who go on a tour to Yue every time they look at it.

Yue, wearing Hajime's attending high school blazer, walked backwards fluttering through that shorter skirt as she moved forward and spoke with a peek into Hajime's face to care.

"... Also staying up late?

"Yeah, the job my father asked me to do is go away from my thoughts. When I realized, the sky was starting to whiten."

"... it's nice to be enthusiastic, but be careful with your body. Don't push me."

"Yeah, I'll be careful."

Hajime and Yue conversing peacefully. Some sweet atmosphere drifts between us. It has been a long time since Yue became Hajime's lover, but each other's passion for each other did not diminish slightly. I want to be beside Hajime, like Yue, but I've forced Hajime's house to stay home and I've even finished the integration process at some point.

Suddenly, to the beautiful blonde girl who appeared as Hajime's lover, when she came, it was already a fuss. Whatever, Hajime is a raw geek who spends the majority of his days helping his father run a game or game company. I can't imagine such a beautiful lover.

My mother panicked and began to suspect that my son might have a sense of hypnosis, and my father assumed that Hajime had woken up to his ability to embody delusions. In front of the boys who changed the color of their eyes from the first day of school, Yue exposed herself as Hajime's lover and became the subject of the whole school.

Then it goes without saying that the boys who lost their sanity to jealousy chased Hajime around. Yue was Yue, and when there was some battle, he went somewhere with several girls.

A few months after that, I was able to finally live a calm school life. In this way, being able to take a relaxing walk to school is also a gift of surviving a stormy commotion.

Hajime somehow remembered his encounter with Yue, looking at Yue's blonde hair, which flowed sarcastically and reflected sparkling and sunny light.

It happened that Yue went in to help where the thugs were catching him, and after the death fight he managed to defeat the thugs and rescue Yue. It makes my face hot to remember now that I was kissed by my neck muscle with gratitude and trust by a naked yue. Then it was a ton of clapping to be a lover.

(Nevertheless, I was often the only geek who could defeat a thug. If you're desperate, you can handle it.)

Hajime laughed inadvertently remembering his actions, which could be called recklessness at the time, and feels uncomfortable there.

(... that? With that said, where is that dim place I met Yue? Why did I go to that place? That?)

It is obvious from Yue's appearance that he is a foreigner, and it should be foreign that he met Yue more than he is coming to the homestay. In fact, Hajime himself recognizes that it was a foreign country that met Yue.

But where exactly was that? I'm not sure as if Kasumi hung it. As soon as I realize about it, I get a run-down and question spilling off my memory bookshelf. The discomfort in the hajime also swelled rapidly at the growing question.

"... Hajime!

"Wow, what's the matter, all of a sudden, shout out. I'm surprised."

There was a loud noise on the way to school that Yue would never normally give. Besides, Hajime's consciousness, whose heart was bouncing and swallowed by the vortex of thought, rapidly surfaces into reality.

Yue stared at Hajime like that and then gave him a stubborn look somewhere.

"... because I've called you so many times and I ignore you"

"What? Really? Sorry! Just thinking..."

Yue turns to pussy. I think I've bent my navel. Hajime begins to forgive me with his eyebrows in eight letters. By then, the earlier question had completely disappeared from the hazy.

Yue grins flirtatiously at the excuse Hajime repeatedly seems sorry. Apparently I wasn't seriously obstinate, I just wanted Hajime to mind. Apparently, I'm glad the prospectus was successful.

To Yue like that, Hajime once again lowers her eyebrows to the eight letters and smiles small with a troubled expression, "I can't help it, she." But the look on his face didn't tell me he was in real trouble, rather he even seemed happy somewhere.

Yue rearranges next to Hajime as he sets another gorgeous turn, zeroing a potpourri and a small voice.

"... Sleep tight. In happiness. Just look at me."

The voice has not reached Hajime. Hajime saw Yue leaning next to him, and all he had to do was gently soothe his eyes.

When Hajime arrived at school was switching to upper wear in the dumpster, suddenly a soft shock was transmitted on her back. I'm sure someone bumped into me, but the feeling was too happy for a man.

"Hajime! Yue ~! Good morning!

"Mmm... good morning, Shea"

"Wow, Mr. Shea!? Hey, get away from me! You always say not to hug me every time I say hello!

"I don't know, taking happiness away from me... it's terrible! I need you to take responsibility for this and get married already!

"You're leaping too far! Anyway, get away from me! Because the highlights are dying out of Yue's eyes! Because you're staring at me without blinking!

Hajime didn't even put the fine dust on the surface about the happy feeling he felt on his back, and he pulled the shea that had caught on.

Shea is the same foreigner as Yue and has come to Japan for a long study abroad, but since she helped Shea and her family to be attacked by thugs again, she has repeatedly demonstrated her radical skinship without concealing favors, as she does now.

Shea, who wields a naive smile indefinitely against the pale blue-haired gray hair and mysterious appearance with the trademark Katyusha (...), is so popular for both men and women that a fan club exists.

Honestly, I'm not happy that she's showing such a fondness for herself. Or it's not like I'd have ever thought if I'd met Yue before.

But such an IF is pointless to think about. So Shea's aggressiveness was a very headache issue for Hajime in front of having the best lover named Yue.

Most of all, Yue and Shea are actually close enough to be best friends, although Shea gets grumpy about the favors and excessive skinship she puts toward Hajime.

Therefore, it could not be made completely unholy, and in a sense, it was also in a pinched state. Despite his desire for exclusivity towards Hajime, there is no indication that he can groove with his best friend, Shea. Hajime had no wonder about the relationship between the two of them.

(Damn it, which gal is it that helps the girls out of the thugs both favor each other. Besides, there's no realistic possibility that the Harlem Route is OK.... Is that it? With that said, was Shea wearing such a kachusha? Something more, like this, feels different...)

As Hajime stared at Shea's Katyusha, suddenly exploring her memory to find out who Moya Moya was springing up in her chest, all of a sudden her arms were wrapped in a happy feeling.

"What are you looking so hard at in the morning? It's time to go to class. We'll have a pre-bell, right?

"Mmm... also preached to the teacher"

With that said, Munyumnu and the vicious fruit were pressed against Hajime's arm, while Yue and Shea pulled Hajime into the classroom with a ghoul.

Hajime cautioned the two of them not to pull too far in school, while still feeling the irresistible discomfort smoking in their chests at the words "classroom" and "pre-bell" and "teacher" that popped out of their mouths.

When he enters the classroom, at that moment, the jealousy and envy glances unleashed by the boys pierce him simultaneously into Hajime. Now they can no longer be chased directly with some of Yue's own efforts, but still the painful thing about their piercing gaze hurts......

(Hmm? What is it? I mean... do you miss it? Um, why do you feel that way?

Hajime couldn't understand his emotional movements and took his seat twisting his neck like he was increasingly puzzled.

Shortly afterwards, one of the class girls drops by with a bouncing foothold to Hajime.

"Good morning, Hajime! You're still critical today. Let's come sooner."

……

It was the beautiful girl - Kaori Shirazaki - who greeted her alongside Yue and Shea but did not suck. It is the Madonna presence of a school that has been extremely popular since before Yue and Shea came. And she's also the girl who's been favoring Hajime for some reason.

He used to call me out to Hajime a lot before, but at the time I had no idea that I had a thing for him, etc. However, by the appearance of a lover named Yue, Kaori, aware of his emotions from his sense of crisis, began to clearly reveal his preferences, so he couldn't run away with mistakes and such. Whatever, it's enough to say publicly that we're taking it from Yue.

Hajime returns his words with a troubled grin at the fragrance weave, which always comes over with a happy patter and footsteps... At this time, the discomfort he had already smoked became even greater, and Hajime was unable to reply to the fragrance weave imprisoned by his thoughts.

(line now...... somewhere...... damn, what the fuck? Why do you think I miss you so much? It's the usual thing...... today, something's wrong)

"Hajime...... how can you ignore it? Um... did I do something to piss you off?

When Hajime raised his face when he noticed the trembling voice, there was the appearance of a fragrant weave with a crying expression. Hajime hastily replied, realizing that he had ignored Kaori's greeting.

"Oh, no, I'm sorry, I'm not. I was just thinking. I'm really sorry. Good morning, Shirazaki."

"Oh well, good ~. Yeah, good morning, Hajime. And you always say you want me to call you Kaori, don't you?

Fragrant weave that slightly swells cheeks to reveal discontent. Almost all the boys who were paying attention to Hajime and the others were shot at such a cute trick.

"No, Shirazaki, that's a little..."

"It's Kaori. Call me Kaori?

"No, so..."

"Ka... Ri no"

"That, uh, kao..."

Mmm! Hajime becomes a tadjitter at Kaori, who roars and forces him to call his name. And when I finally got uprooted and was about to make a name for myself,

"... don't bother Hajime"

The Savior appeared. Yue.

Yue glanced at Kaori as he interrupted between Hajime and Kaori to shelter Hajime and royally stood.

"Mm, you're out, Yue. Good morning."

"... for once, good morning. Kaori"

Yue and Kaori are school-approved lovers, sprinkling a blizzard of cold air around them as they exchange morning greetings to discipline.

Even though the warm sun is entering through the window to gradually raise the temperature, it's not long before it's midwinter with just the two of us. "Cold War" - That's what the offense over Yue and Kaori Hajime was called not only among students but also among teachers.

They stare at each other silently for a while, but there's actually nothing shady there. When they say it's a woman's ongoing love war, the two are really grand, and if I say so, they're colliding openly.

That didn't surprise Hajime at all, but I didn't dislike the out-of-the-box relationship that seemed to fit more perfectly with the expression fighting-friends than rivals.

While doing so, a chime rings and a servant enters the classroom. Yue and Kaori, who were gazing at the bees, also returned to their seats with a sad heel.

The first hour is English by Teacher Tio. For some reason, the beautiful and erotic teacher who likes Hajime hangs a little sexually harassing on Hajime every time...

Let's get you out of discipline! At the same time, if you stare at him, he immediately stops sexual harassment and pulls in, so it is inevitably a policy of abandonment. Again, for some reason, every time I hide my expression, my ears turn bright red and I shake my shoulders with a pull... Hajime was a little depressed wondering if I was so scared of my stare.

After school Hajime and Yue were on their way to a certain place alongside each other. Shea, Kaori, and for some reason Teacher Tio tried to follow, but it was just the two of us because Yue just cut it off (in a spiritual sense, of course) and temporarily incapacitated.

The place I arrived while enjoying a conversation I didn't love for a while is kindergarten.

Here is my mother's friend, Remia's daughter, Mu, who came to pick me up from kindergarten on behalf of her busy girlfriend. It has been the Nagumo family's routine for a long time to keep this welcome and at home until Remia returns.

"Ah, Pa... brother! Sister Yue!"

When Hajime and Yue entered the kindergarten grounds through the main entrance, Mu, who caught it with a keen eye, came running over with a stethete. The expression is a full grin. Unexpectedly dusty hajime and yue. I'm going to take the mu that's been advancing and hold him tight for two.

"Mu, you can't go in there. And now you're about to call me" Dad "again, aren't you? Give me a break, will you?

"... I'm" Mom "okay"

Hajime was embarrassed as he sweated cold at Mu's summoned calling name.

Mu used to call Hajime "Daddy" in the presence of a lot of parents and made a fuss. Remia is a widow, so I thought Hajime was my dad, an older man who would always be beside me and be nice to Mu who doesn't know my father.

But Hajime is an active high school student, and if such a boy is called his dad by a gardener... naturally, rumors stand out.

Besides, next door is Yue, who is the same foreigner as Mu. I see what your parents would imagine. Namely, did you get her pregnant in the upper elementary school or in the first or second year of secondary school! is.

The mistake was further accelerated because Yue, who perceived the mistake, blushed his cheek without denying it. Yue was simply embarrassed to imagine making a child with Hajime, but the timing was too bad.

Somehow, the kindergarten teachers solved the misunderstanding and Lemia gained nothing by showing her parents her face at a later date, but if the rumors spread as they were, there would have been no place for Hajime in your town. It is indeed a cold sweat.

Most importantly, since Remia is a widow, isn't she targeting Remia herself this time? You look like a grown-up. What a woman! and I was able to turn a vigilant eye. Lately, I've reached the point of giving up already. Still, I'm letting him call me Dad again.

Pinch the mu between them. The three go home holding hands. Sometimes, he raised his voice as Mu cackled playing classic blanco. It is completely family from the side.

"... Mu, what were you doing today?

"Uh, today..."

Mu joyfully talks about what happened today to Yue's question. Yue's glance at such a mu is terribly sweet. Full of mercy and enveloping warmth. Somehow, such a yue even seemed divine and Hajime was stunned by the yue.

There is a slightly grumpy voice hanging from such a hazy.

"Ugh, Pap... brother! Are you listening to Mu?

"Huh? Oh, sorry, sorry. I was a little bit of a beau."

Hajime grinning bitterly as she apologizes to Pussy Angry Mu, hugging her leopard mu. And I started giving up to get in the mood.

He was a mu in a mood right after being hugged, but I try my best to act angry because I don't want him to let me down. I find out, but Hajime kept forgiving Mu for pretending not to notice it.

And, at that time, the slightly contentious hustle reached my ear. It's the voice of a woman and the voice of multiple men. Thanks, the woman's voice seems to be chopped. Hajime and Yue looked at each other and peered softly into the alley where their voices could be heard.

"What a temp..."

"... Enemies of Women, Forgive Seriously"

As you can imagine, there was a wide spectrum of multiple men playing a slightly too strong numb.

Hajime twists his head as he looks at the mu he holds wondering what's going on. There is no such thing as enemy power. He is only a dick because of his gait, posture, and wrapped atmosphere. Even if you were armed, it wouldn't be a big deal.

He does a force analysis with others (...) and Yue beside him pushes to the numb men without Stasta and any feelings whatsoever.

They also looked back at Yue, seemingly noticing signs of approaching him, and immediately grinned downright at what seemed to behold him for a moment. The eye told the story that it had obviously found a new prey.

Hajime had a dos black rage in their gaze, but before attempting to dissipate it, Yue stepped into an instant in time with the numb bastards, and when he took a joint in another instant, he sounded bekicky and broke it or removed it and subdued it.

No way, I wouldn't have thought both the numb bastards would get bogged down without having time to talk. After scowling for a while as he fell to the ground, he screamed in the fierce pain that had struck him.

Yue just came back to Hajime when he complimented a thank you from a woman who had a slightly convoluted look at her overly relentless response. And then Stasta and I go home again. It had not been three minutes since I heard the noise. It is a short-term showdown reminiscent of a universe's three-minute hero.

"Yue, it's your sister. - Hey! Cool!"

"... n, when you grow up, you also work out mu"

I'm a little worried about Mu's future. I totally agree with Mu's praise for Yue, but Hajime feels a little teethy for being a man but not being able to do anything. Even though he had a troubled look, he still fell back in love with his lover.

(Is that it? Was Yue so strong in the melee? Besides, why would I naturally analyze the power of war...)

With one arm holding the mu, Hajime unconsciously does the other hand to his own thigh. And I let my hands wander like I was looking for something. But there was no "something" there, and the discomfort in Hajime's chest swelled further.

Night.

Hajime, who had finished dinner and taken a bath and was throwing herself into bed in her own room, had frowned so that she could think of something without drying her wet hair.

Unidentified discomfort around the chest. It's supposed to be a happy routine that shouldn't be any different... someone screams in a deep place that should also be called instinct. "This is different! Something in me denies this happy routine." "Wake up!".

Hajime scratching his head galloping like a frustration.

At that time, the knock sounds unexpected.

"... Hajime?

"Oh, I'm here."

After a beat, Yue opened the door and came into the room.

I'm in Negrije. Luscious white hands and feet. Yue, approaching with Tokotoko, meshes slightly when he realizes that Hajime's hair is wet! And with scolding eyes, I got into bed.

And when I wake up a sleeping hazy, I carefully start drying my hair.

"Mmm... dry. Don't stay wet. catch a cold."

"Right. Thanks, Yue."

"Huh."

To the thankful hajime, Yue hugged the hajime from behind as it was.

Then, bury your face in the scythe neck and rub it against it to sweeten it. The slippery arms, turned from behind, break into the clothes from the hajime's chest and caress the hajime to love her. After Mu came back with Remia to pick him up, Yue, who, for the most part, will be sweet.

When Mu is around, he can't spend his time as a lover inside, so I guess there's that recoil too. Holidays, etc., if you care too much about mu, even young girls will be stubborn. Though I have no choice but to some extent to split up, my appetite for exclusivity is inherently quite strong.

(I have a girlfriend who is strong enough not to hang a chimp on her teeth, full of love and kindness, and who loves me with all her might.... even my normal life is full. I should be blessed. Yet... what are you unhappy about? What's the difference? What is this Moya Moya on my chest?)

Hajime desperately tries to ignore the swelling discomfort while feeling the softness and temperature of Yue's body. Yue whispers as she touches her lips in the ears of such a hazy shark.

"... it's okay. Don't worry about anything. Hajime makes me happy."

"Yue......"

"... just look at me. It's okay, I'm here. Hajime's ideal. 'Cause I'll always be beside you."

……

In a mellow sweet whisper, Hajime's consciousness gradually falls asleep. How comfortable would it be if I fell asleep in Yue's chest as sweet as this?

(Right. Here is Yue. Nothing is more important than that.... there shouldn't be. I don't need anything else. Even if you cut it all off... I have a lover beside me who's right for you. That's all......)

Consciousness tries to break. Try to entrust yourself to the comfort of losing strength from your body and soaking it in warm water as it is.

And everything tried to disappear into the back of Kasumi, on the brink of it,

- I'll protect Yue, Yue will protect me. So we're the strongest. Let's take it all down and cross the world.

Suddenly, those words echoed in my head. Hajime's consciousness surfaced rapidly and his eyes, which were about to close, opened up.

- Oh, what, is Yue coming too?

Again, my voice sounds. That's what Yue said when he suggested we could take him to his hometown.

Yue's smile after that. We go to Hajime's hometown together. That was all Yue, who had a scarce expression because there had just been one, had a full smile as if the flowers had blossomed. Heart to heart, as I say I'm happy.

I think it's the first time I've seen it, and I think Hajime's probably been hit.

And the vows we both made on the day of our journey through the dead line to step out into the world. So they made an oath to defend one another, and to take down that which disturbed them, and to go with them to the homeland of Hajime.

Don't be instinctive. Hajime, whose consciousness was about to disappear in the sweet sumptuous sumptuous, remembered his precious vows, waved and stood up to hold himself "something that looked yue".

(... the ideal lover? A sweet, sweet world? Are you nuts, I HA (...)!)

Hajime ate his teeth so badly that when he covered his eyes with his hands, they seemed to make a critical noise. Otherwise, he was unlikely to forgive his weakness, which was about to be flushed.

(... Forget the vows I made myself, I think I'm going to throw up while I'm about to drown in my first world)

Hajime punched himself in the cheek as much as he wanted to get in the mood when he lowered his hand, or punish him. It sounds doggy and vivid. Yue, surprised by Hajime's sudden behavior, rushes over and reaches for it,

Bassi!

Hajime's waved hand gave me momentum and waved me away.

Yue wrapping her own hand with the other hand with a sad look. On that look, and perhaps on that look created by the Great Labyrinth, Hajime spewed viciousness with a dosty voice, "... kidding".

"... Hajime, what's wrong?

Ignoring the anxious Yue inquiry, Hajime turned his sharp gaze to Yue like someone else from earlier.

"Hey, Yue. I care about Yue more than anything. I don't need anything else."

"... Hajime, glad"

Yue immediately relieved himself of the look, even though he faced the sudden word of Hajime for a moment. But what the word is, Hajime's gaze remains sharp on his back.

"So if I tell you to cut something else off, will you cut it off?

"If Hajime wants it"

Yue nods without a moment of hesitation at the words that should not get Hajime's guidelines.

"Even if it's Shea, Kaori, Tio, and Mu?

"If Hajime wants it"

Yue declares that he will carry out whatever Hajime wants, as if to embody Hajime's ideals. To her like that, but Hajime did not rejoice, but rather distorted her expression as if it were caustic. "I don't feel sorry for you for being so flushed..." he mutters.

And his sharp gaze threw words at him to throw away as he

"Well... I get it, fuck you"

The moment Hajime breaks Yue off as a fake, Hajime's appearance changes in an instant. The characteristic figure of a brunette Japanese is for a boy with a grey eyelid.

"Chip. I didn't know what I did would fit right into the surgery... this is why the Great Labyrinth is not an alarming place. I mean, Harzina is not a busy guy."

Yue walks over to Hajime, who spits evil. And he reached out to Hajime with a rugged look.

"... stay here? Hajime would be much happier if we stayed here."

"Shut up, fake. Don't call me by my name."

"... why? I'm Yue. Hajime lover. The ideal lover. What are you unhappy about?

"All of it, you idiot. You listen to anything I say, you try to monopolize me, a convenient, ideal lover? It's just a doll, I guess. I don't have a taste for dolls."

Hajime, already circling his thoughts on his escape from this space, throws up in a fake yue in a sitting manner.

"... no. It's not a doll. It was I who embodied Hajime's ideal after taking over all his personality. So stay here. Everything is ideal if Hajime wants it. 'Cause I'll always be beside you."

Apparently, it's not just a fake. Both this world and the characters seem to have been created based on the memories and personalities they read in the Transfer Formation. Then, he added an IF that couldn't have been achieved, and created a more ideal world.

Indeed, if you think of the pain you have experienced in Naruto or the difficulties you will have to face, you may say that it would be ideal to be able to live in that peaceful Japan with the Jews without it.

But...

"That's hard. I feel sorry for you for being out of line."

Hajime, when you say that in a boring way, kah! and caused the red light to explode from its body. Clear red magic propagates across the provisional first world in an instant, not just that, but increases its density with tremendous momentum.

More than this is a trial, there is a good chance that we can get out if we fulfill the conditions, and we can speculate on those conditions, but we couldn't help but want to smash them to pieces because we tried our best. The point is to hit eight.

"... why"

It's supposed to be an ideal world, but a hazy, faceless yue who denies it raises a voice of doubt. Hajime pointed his glittering eyes at a fake yue as he continued to release his magic with fierce momentum.

"Why and shit. It's a simple story. My ideal yue is no more than garbage. Reality is far beyond my ideals. There's no such thing as a more attractive woman than a real yue!

Hajime, he began to feel tired that his magic consumption was already reaching its limits, but still released more magic as he raised a roar that was not even romantic, and finally cracks began to enter the entire space.

It was a space that spread cracks momentarily while making a sound with the bikie, but there was not enough magic to destroy it, and it was already exhausting the bottom. But it's a foolish way to give in to a space like this. If this happens, it is already mean.

Hajime also forgets to remove the magic stock from the Demonic Crystal Stone and activates the "Limit Breach". It unleashed the lowered magic all at once.

"So are the others. And he always stomped on my ideals, and if I were you, he would stop me! It'll stop you from connecting! It makes me strong! I don't know what to do. They're just a bunch of nasty people! But that's why I guess it's the best!

The world is stained with red lotus. The tentative first world screamed at the running of red light spraying up all over the heavens.

And

Ballyyin!!

The world broke.

Shards of the world dance through the universe like fragments of glass. Glittering they are like diamond dust.

The fake Yue smiled softly in a light full of broken worlds so that life would shine for a moment at the moment of its end. That's not the smile Yue shows. More another...... someone's smile.

Hajime had some idea of the person, but could not afford to point out to his rapidly sinking consciousness.

"... I'm passing. It's not worth anything that's just sweet and gentle. It doesn't make sense just to be given. Whether it's hard or painful, it's the piles of spinning in real life that make you happy. Don't forget."

A completely different voice than Yue's. Sounds feminine and masculine. But it's a terribly sweet voice.

Hajime raised an unspoken voice on the verge of a breakdown in consciousness.

"Hang in there, big favor.... but, well, remember"

The person, already sumptuous and invisible, had a gentle smile at the end after all...... I felt it.