Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

From the town where Hajime's house is located, a certain town station square some distance away. The place, where a splendid fountain was set inside, was busy with many people, sometimes on holidays.

Naturally, there are many young men and women who think they are meeting there, and they are killing their time by alternating their gaze in the direction where the watch and the waiting person would surely come, or snapping their smartphones.

Among those young men, there was a hazy figure. Unlike the rest of us, we don't look at the clock, we don't look at the smartphone, we sit on the bench by the fountain, we look at the sky as if we had brought our children on holiday to visit us, but we look at the sky as if we were fatigued from day to day.

Most of all, in spite of who you are that way, you have a somewhat stretched spine presence because Hajime has gained an unusual experience that ordinary boys and girls of the same age would never encounter?

It is natural everywhere, yet attracts nature and consciousness because of its presence. Even though the calm atmosphere makes you feel strange and reassuring, it also smells a little, dangerous.

From time to time, it may be natural to say that there is a group of girls who turn their gaze to flickering and hazy. Some of the girls are discussing hissohisso while dyeing their cheeks a little, like reverse nan one step ahead.

It's an unthinkable hottie before she was summoned to another world tortoise.

"... what if it's a blockade?"

Naturally, for Hajime, whose specs were at the monster level, such surrounding trends were out-of-the-box, and he kept his posture and gaze completely motionless, talking to himself about that.

And so, finally, courageous (?) A gathering of girls approached me as I snapped to speak to Hajime, and when the girls and men around me paid attention, a vibrant call sounded that gave them peeling amazement.

"Oh, there he is. Daddy!"

Running from the arcade of the stete and station is a mu with a full grin as he flutters his emerald blonde. To the adorable figure of that hard-working foreign beauty and toddler, her gaze is simultaneously directed at the people in the square in front of the station to Mu.

Mu doesn't know that kind of gaze! All I said was, I didn't react at all, I kept up the momentum and dived into Hajime where I could bench.

Like a bullet, a full jump without any reluctance or forgiveness. Usually, I'm a hazy guy who kills shocks perfectly with a timed swayback and takes them gently, but now that I'm sitting on the bench, I can't do that.

So when Hajime gently puts one hand on the shoulder of the jumping mu, he doesn't succeed and converts the thrust force into a rotating force. Otherwise, it's like being in the mood. Mu circled in the air just before landing on Hajime's abdomen and fell in the form of sitting on his knees as he did.

"Here, Mu. Don't jump in because it's dangerous, you always say that, don't you?

"Eh heh, I'm sorry."

For a moment, it was a mu that punched my eyes without knowing what had happened, but when I looked at the hajime I cautioned with a bitter laugh, and laughed straight ~ I stuck a pet on my chest.

Hajime stood up holding Mu back with one hand when he grinned troubled over how his beloved daughter did not see the color of much reflection.

From the perimeter, he said, "Uh, eh? Daddy? Didn't they call you Daddy now?" or "Liar, you have kids!?" or, "Hey, how old is he... if that kid is my daughter, when the hell did you let him have it..." or, "Hey, that's amazing now, huh? She's been spinning, hasn't she?" and so on, and the topic spreads with tremendous momentum.

but the appearance of Mu is still a prelude. They will see an even more stunning sight.

"Oh, if you mu. I told you not to go alone, didn't I? This world is easy to get lost..."

"Mom. But my dad was there..."

"Ugh, Mu's a real daddy. Thank you for waiting."

Lemia came as she sandaled once adorably, rocking her long skirt and classy cardigan, plus the emerald blonde hair that she had knitted into three pieces and adorned with shrews.

I heard the sound of gokuri and saliva swallowing from where to the appearance of an older, or widowed, colorful foreign sister. From several men, the gaze of jealousy at having a beautiful wife against Hajime has already begun to pierce.

But not yet. It's not over!

"Hajime, come on. Thank you for waiting."

"Sorry to keep you waiting, my lord."

That's what I came to say was Shea shaking her long straightened hair in light blue and white, exposing her white, supple legs from her miniskirt without giving her back, and Tio stopping her regular Japanese outfit with her fluffy pants and V-shaped shirt, plus her appearance of a long cardigan.

Both, beauty beauty bearers whose idols and actresses are likely to escape barefoot. Those two come to Hajime, who sees that they have children and have wives, with a clearly full expression of favor.

The gaze of the people in front of the station square is already nailed. Curiosity seems to be at its peak.

Ignoring such people all the time, Hajime shrugs his shoulder while holding the mu.

"" You wanted to meet me, didn't you? It doesn't matter. Sometimes it's not a bad time to do nothing and get bored. "

Yes, as Hajime said, why the hajimes I live with were meeting me in front of the station square, because that was the request from the women. Inside, I thought you should come with me. Hajime, but if that's a request, it's definitely not. Lovely. For every favor.

"What happened to Yue? You must have come with me, right?

Hajime tilts his neck at only one lover, who still does not show up on this occasion.

"Oh, I think they'll be here soon. On the train, Mr. Yue told me to go ahead and take care of it.

"Processing...... you're not smashing, are you? Give me a break. Until this world is overflowing with monsters from clothes stores... and I'm not quitting the war."

"I still don't like the Kristabels, you god-killer."

To Shea's explanation, Hajime attracts facial expressions. Likewise, Tio shows a bit of shyness, but every time I think of a hajime that can stare at my ass with a hot eye at the Han women of different worlds, I turn into a sympathetic mixed gaze with what I may have to do.

By the way, according to Shea's supplement, she's only mocking consciousness by soul magic, and she's not doing groin smash. Compared to other worlds, Yue and the others have also acquired a way to deal with problems in Japan, where law and order are strictly maintained.

While doing so, Hajime turns his gaze, feeling signs that the station arcade has emerged more plainly.

From there, there was an indication, a joking blonde red-eyed girl, as if the queen were going on a red carpet, magnificent in prestige, then accompanied by elegance and tenderness, walking loosely.

I'm not in the usual twelve-year-old girl mode. It has changed to about seventeen years of age, the same as Hajime. Needless to say, the glow of the mouth floating thinly, think of the love ahead of your gaze from now on? It also exudes softness, making the perfect beauty many times more appealing.

At first glance, Yue was an adult charm that should be described as an endless beauty, but the clothes she was wearing were truly ruffled and adorable: a lace skirt in a relaxed hoodie, which was once again pushing off the beauty's characteristic difficulty of attaching.

Everyone, young and old, once they see Yue, will be drawn to their gaze. Everywhere, I hear Gong, Gashan, Vaticon, the sound of the disaster played by the victims of Yue, a walking disaster in such a sense.

It's the sound of a young man walking through a pole looking at Yue, a group of student-like boys hitting an avalanche on a shop sign, or a blow to pull her neighbor's boyfriend back into reality when she returned to me hah.

But Yue doesn't care at all. Walking along refreshingly, and eventually walking up to the side of Hajime as the attention gathered,

"...... hmm. Hajime, thank you for meeting me.

That's what I say, keep it up and align it with Chuh Hajime's lips. It's already natural, as it should be, that if the wind blows, the grass will shake, but so will it.

His hands gently rested on Hajime's chest, and his surroundings twisted to Yue, who raised his heels cool and stretched his back slightly to kiss him.

"Mmm, Yue, your sister is sloppy! Mu too!

"Oh, well, so am I."

"Ugh, it's a little embarrassing in front of the public..."

"Really? Instead, the concubine gets a little excited though?

Shortly after Yue leaves, he trifles and cheeks at Mu's octopus, who approached him for his lips, and then accepts the kiss of Remia and Shea, and gives Tio a binta. A group of women dyeing their cheeks slightly and one pervert holding their cheeks down haha.

The tension of the surrounding people is at its peak in the real-life harem sight of a man with one child kissing multiple beautiful women and girls. "What is that!? What's going on? Shooting something!?," he panicked, "Oh, that man, what the hell!? Some treasurer's son or something?," he said, imagining who Hajime was, "Ko, this is Japan, right?" and I'm very busy doubting my location.

At last, there appear more than one person pointing a smartphone's camera at such a rare sight, whether or not he misses it.

but without exception,

"Oh, that? Hey, the screen suddenly disappeared!?

"What is this, you're full of noise!?

"Liar, it's broken!? Give me a break!

And all the smartphones suddenly went unwell and were nowhere near the picture. Naturally, the cause is hazy. The intrinsic magic "wrapped thunder" was fine-tuned to emit electromagnetic waves for jamming. Of course, if you stay away from Hajime, you'll go back to normal.

"...... hmm. It's getting noisy. Hajime, time to go?

"No, no, no, what are you trying to leave for the natural? There will still be members who haven't arrived."

…… Hajime, you're tired. "

"Who's Agent More-O? Don't fool around with the X fa 'or."

Knowing that there are members who have not yet come, very naturally, to Yue, who encourages him to leave, Hajime puts in a scratch with a bitter smile.

"... it's okay, no problem. Those two are terribly constipated and they can't come."

"Yue! What are you talking about?!"

"Hey, whatever it is, that lie is too harsh!

It is the scented weave back in its original flesh and the Shizuku that makes it pretend to be a trademark ponytail that has rocked a feminine piece, loudly blocking Yue's, too harsh, delusional words against the maiden.

For the addition of a more beautiful girl, Kaori smiled gently at Hajime immediately after glancing at Yue for a moment, with her surroundings softly on her ass.

"I'm sorry, Hajime. Wait?"

Hajime tries to open his mouth, but before that,

"...... hmm. I waited to die. As punishment, Kaori goes home like this. Come on, go home. Come on, come on."

"I'm not leaving! Yue's mean. That's the kind of yue you should go home to!

Kaori grabbed Yue back as she reacted to discipline in an attempt to push Kaori out. The so-called "four hands" state of prowl combines to join forces with criticality. We don't pull a step against each other, with our foreheads poking at each other.

Incidentally, even though it is not the body of the Apostle, the incense weave can face Yue on an equal footing because the original body of the incense weave itself has been transformed into a special made incorporating the physical elements of the Apostle.

Physical modification to clear the different life expectancy problems with the Hajime and others, but not only that, but also the "Apostolic Mode" can be activated, in which case it will be able to turn into silver hair and produce silver wings. Of course, there are no problems with disassembly abilities or double swordsmanship. … is too unnecessary for a peaceful life in Japan.

It is always Yue and Kaori who quarrel with something, but it is none other than Yue who took the head of Kaori's physical modification. He seemed to know the influence when he was being taken over by Echt or somehow the way of apostolic creation, using all kinds of divine magic, brilliant with the help of Hajime and Tio, and succeeded in apostolizing Kaori. We're close enough to fight...... that could be a word for these two.

"Uh, Hajime. For once, I think you're on time... did I make you wait?

Shizuku asks Hajime as he gives them a troubled look at the dispute. Of course, Hajime denies it. And Shizukuishi, who exhaled in a ho, asked reluctantly after looking around a little embarrassed.

"Um... isn't that weird?

That would naturally be about my fashion. Shizuku, who was basically a pant looker before being summoned to another world or when he was being summoned, looks like a flared skirt and sleeveless shirt today. Most importantly, the skirt is about the length of the knee, and the fact that the buttons on the shirt are firmly stopped seems like Shizuku.

"Oh, I think you're cute. I mean, I told you before, I wouldn't be so shy about skirts, would I? It looks really good on you."

"Oh, yeah? Hehe, thanks."

The figure of Shizukuishi wearing a telegraph and a skirt will definitely be annihilated if the self-proclaimed sisters who admire her as their sister have seen it. That much, Shizuku's appearance of a native maiden chick personality in front of Hajime was truly adorable.

And Yue and Kaori stare jittily at such an exchange of Shizukuishi and Hajime, turning only their necks while combining their hands,

"... subtle, take the delicious. Shizuku, horrible child"

"Shizuku... You won't stop fighting with Yue these days..."

Neither of those two grunts reached the ears of the full maiden swordsman at all.

Kaori, who then found out that Yue and the others were kissing Hajime, still forced Hajime to kiss him, and Shizuku can't do it in front of the public! and a little stuck to making his face bright red but not just himself, needless to say that the concomitant hajime forced him to kiss and pass out, or the station square was outrageous.

As such, the noise had grown louder and louder, and Hajime and the others rolled out to town in an attempt to have a date until 5 p.m., when a dinner party with the summoned classmates began.

"Something... I saw something amazing"

Someone else's such whining later was exactly what it was like to speak for everyone in front of the station square.