Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

Not long before Emily and the others witnessed Kosuke's disappearance and turned themselves in to the Sheriff's Department.

Kosuke, who arrived in Rome late at night, was staying in a hotel as cheap as one day in the UK.

Nevertheless, it wasn't really a borough hotel as before, it was cheap but of good quality, and my body, which was a little tired of the long flight, seemed healed if I slept overnight.

Especially on the upper floor, without Don Patch starting, or breaking a window and someone making a Hollywood movie, Kosuke safely arrived in the morning and left the hotel after a long time of preparation.

And while enjoying the light and air of a pleasant exotic morning, I dared not go into a cafe where I could get a proper breakfast when I was hungry and unable to fight.

"Well, I'm not fighting, it's my first day, so I'm just going to look around and see where the sightseeing is."

and decide the menu in solitude about that.

The clerk won't notice if I call him, so I'll go and order my own.

The aunt of the clerk, who realized she had a Japanese customer for the first time after being slapped on the shoulder, gave a giggling look, but Kosuke doesn't care. 'Cause I'm a skilled man. Hidden.

I ordered croissants and salads, a set of several thinly sliced hams. And it's Cappuccino.

There was no salmon sandwich. There was no salmon sandwich. I didn't!

"Oh? This cappuccino...... nice"

Cappuccino was excellent. I can feel exquisite bitterness and drink as many cups as I want in the gentle sweetness of the hop. Croissants are never bad either. Sakura and fluffy, delightful aroma.

"Yeah, you got it right in, but it was a hit. There was no salmon sandwich."

It's a window seat, so I somehow carry my breakfast to my mouth overlooking the streets of Rome.

On a beautiful path of cobblestones, an emotional building. The likeness of skyscrapers is not from a landscape protection point of view, and I even feel somewhat distracted by the fantasy world. An atmosphere that reminds me of the town of Tortoise.

Naturally, past the back of your brain is about your rabbit sister's lover. In the next "Open Door", we are to live in the Endo family in earnest.

Haulia in Tortoise. "That settled down somewhat, too, and it's part of a test case in case you're going to build a base here, coming with some other Haulia.

Even though my family is with me, I live with Lana......

Bloating delusions.

And Emily jumps into paranoia like she intercepts.

……

I've also referred them to my family, and that family has already accepted Emily. Even the Grant family is accepted as Kosuke's own family.

I'm not going to be flushed.

I don't... Actually, Kosuke hasn't told Emily how he feels.

Even if I had admitted it around me, the Japanese sensibilities I have developed since birth are still dull in Kosuke, and I can't put the emotions in me into good words. I hope it also triggers something to blow me off...

"No, that's an excuse. It's just me..."

While mocking herself, she somehow mouths the cappuccino as she sees Emily in the information-sharing function of the minute body. but it was already empty.

Haosuke, with an even more self-derisive grin on his mouth as to what he was delayed in wondering when he came on assignment, was unable to make it to order a replacement for this delicious cappuccino he met on his journey.

"Um, excuse me. Give me a change."

Naturally, nobody notices.

Walk away with Steste, slap the clerk's aunt on the shoulder and do it again.

"Hih!? Who!?"

"... I'm a Japanese customer I just ordered. Can I get a replacement for the cappuccino and the croissant?

The clerk's aunt, after a moment, said, "Oh, my God, I would!" While I laugh deceptively like that, I hurry up and start getting the stuff ready. I can't hate her because she's a plump, good-looking, facial aunt. In the first place, Kosuke doesn't get angry because he's used to it.

Kosuke returned to his seat looking a little coaly, as usual. View the streets with a different heart than just now. On the side of Kosuke, who looks far away, there is a sadness that I don't think is a very teenager.

"Yes, go ahead. The cappuccino and croissant..."

"Oh, in two"

"Yes"

I guess I found out that Kosuke liked the croissant. The clerk's aunt dined two large hearted croissants from the basket looking in a good mood.

And earlier, to delude him that he had forgotten Kosuke's existence, or was just interested, he immediately did not leave his seat and spoke to Kosuke, who appeared to hang on to the croissant deliciously.

"How young are you? What about your family?

"Oh, no, I'm alone."

"Well! You, you're still about junior high, aren't you? Could it be an international student or something?

"No, it's tourism. I'm going to go to the Vatican City State from now on. And I'm eighteen."

"Oh well, I'm sorry! It's hard to tell how old you are in Japan..."

My aunt started talking a lot when she waved her hand patterned again like "oh yeah". Is it common all over the world that an aunt likes to talk, or does this aunt like to talk?

While feeling somewhat like the latter, Kosuke listened to discipline.

Kosuke, who has also traveled lightly abroad in footwork since his return to Earth, meets during his journey - whether it be people, objects, or pleasures. So anyone who likes to talk also likes Kosuke.

Such an aunt told me about the sights in the Vatican City country and how she was accustomed to attractions of delicious shops and holes in the city of Rome, in addition to efficient routes.

"Anyway, it's so crowded over there, I'd recommend going early in the morning if you want to go up to the coupola or something. More or less, before eleven o'clock, people are already everywhere."

"I see. It's helpful"

By the way, Coupola is - about the dome of the Cathedral of San Pietro, a lovely place to look up to the Vatican City State and the city of Rome, but it's a narrow place, so it can sometimes wait an hour when it's crowded.

Kosuke, who drank both the breakfast and the cappuccino after eating, sat back to think it was time to leave.

"And hey..."

……

Looks like we're still talking about an aunt who likes to talk. Is Kosuke a good listener?

Enough is enough, I can't make it clear, in a way Kosuke, who seems Japanese, calms his floating hips again.

"There's been a lot of tourists lately."

"? Is there anything coming up?

"No. It's weird because it's not. From what I've heard, it's about 1.5 times more than usual in the last few months."

An aunt who likes to talk. Where the hell did you purchase the data from?

Although the Vatican does not have entry and exit inspections, and some officials from Vatican City countries go from the city of Rome, so that may be the case.

"And," the aunt whispers, her face close to Kosuke and speaks out.

"People came to see us a few months ago, and it's like they're visiting us over and over and over and over again."

"Same place, is it?

Old lady snorting. Sounds like information I got from a network of locals who put their roots down in the city of Rome, and if you ask me, there are a lot of them out there who use this cafe and other stores they know.

It's possible that you're staying longer at work or something, but it looks like you're just a couple of tourists, family and a group of friends.

Sure, it's a strange story.

Nevertheless, it is also possible, for example, that celebrities take up Rome and the Vatican in SNS and the topic is only temporarily boiling down.

In fact, that's what my aunt thinks.

"I thought you had that mouth too..."

"Ah, no, I'm not, am I? I mean, you know, the internet, but I've never heard of that."

"That's right. I've been looking into what celebrities talked about, too, but I don't talk about that at all. I was going to ask you to let me know if you knew... too bad"

Not only does this aunt like to talk, she also likes rumors & gossip & research.

Kosuke laughed bitterly and said, "I'm sorry I didn't meet your expectations," and the aunt finally noticed that Kosuke had finished her breakfast. "Oh, I totally talked to her!," he waved patterned and smiled lightly.

Finish accounting and head to Vatican City Country thinking it's something I've heard strange in the morning.

Because of this, I will walk to a close taste of the "path of reconciliation" where I can see the cathedral at the front. Pascheri Pascheri with a smartphone camera.

I'll even take a selfie to show it to my family when I get home. So far, no paranormal phenomenon has been observed in which the camera would compromise Kosuke's capture.

Eventually you will see Piazza San Pietro, the Obelisks, the Swiss Guards who pass through in a crisp and colorful costume, and the tourists who are visiting as early as possible.

"Oh... boulders, they're spectacular"

Kosuke accidentally leaks an exclamation at the entrance to the square.

Of course the front cathedral, the hundreds of rows of column corridors surrounding the square and the more than a hundred statues of saints lined up on it were crimped.

"I had no choice because it was quick on assignment... but after all, I'd rather have a lot of people come to places like this than come alone"

I never hate traveling alone, but I'd still rather have a buddy, family, or lover who can share my thoughts and empathize with my emotions. Kosuke talks to himself a little lonely as he looks around at the tourists around him.

That makes me look subtle as I change my mind.

"... we've been talking about getting crowded since about eleven o'clock ago... that's quite a lot already"

Apparently the story of a sudden increase in tourists was true. Seems pretty crowded even though it's only a little around nine o'clock.

Refresh your mind and think a little bit, "Well, what do we do now?"

As a matter of fact, I contacted Hajime earlier to confirm the location of the person who stole the information from the company in question, but the radio waves did not connect.

Originally, it was not known if the example thief was a Vatican person, so just in case, but if so, it is easy to investigate.

Nevertheless, I have no choice but to screw around. Initially, I was going to try to get up to the coupola and look over the whole thing...

From what I saw, the entrance to the coupola was already lined up.

"There's nothing I can't physically get up..."

There are two ways to get up to the coupola. Do you want to climb halfway up in the elevator, from there by stairs, or from the start by stairs? There is a difference in the price, but if it is a staircase from the beginning, it will climb more than five hundred steps, so I use the elevator for the most part.

Even so, after using the elevator, the more than three hundred steps you climb, the thinner the stairs get the more you go up.

Even if Kosuke could go up unnoticed, it would be a little unsuitable for a closer look around.

"Uh-huh. Well, it's because of you, and maybe we can wait for a little sightseeing."

I waited an hour or two, and if there was no way that people would be able to do it at all, Kosuke walked out with his smartphone in selfie mode, thinking about the insanity of using the outer wall to try to physically go up.

Then about two hours.

Kosuke, who was completely distracted by a number of majestic and admirable works of art and buildings, hacked me back by a slight feeling of hunger.

"Do it. I was totally obsessed. Even though I was on a mission, I was usually sightseeing.... Odorabe Vatican. Too nice."

Kosuke pretends to wipe the sweat he hasn't even scratched.

I'm not supposed to be angry at you, but I somehow feel like Hajime is going to blame me for "skipping what," and he's deluded with a small circle.

I didn't go around looking at it all, but I went around for what's open to the public, so it's time to move to execute the "normal interruption" named "breaking and entering".

and at that time,

"Hmm?"

Kosuke stopped moving at strange signs he felt unexpectedly. Meditate to concentrate a little, and then point that gaze underfoot - precisely, to look underneath the ground.

"Is there an underground passage? Well, they say the cathedral basement is a grave, and it's not strange to have about an undisclosed underground passage..."

The problem is where Kosuke is today and the direction that the person walking through the basement has walked.

"... an underground passage that leads outside,"

Yes, Kosuke is now at the northwest end of the Vatican Museum of Art. And whoever comes through the basement is headed straight north. It is clear that there are underground passages leading inside and outside the Vatican.

Kosuke, interested, walked out the gate on the side of the Vatican Museum of Art and went straight ahead where the underground humans headed.

It didn't take long, and what arrived was a slightly old four-story building secluded between the building and the building. The ground floor looks like a grocery store, and the assortment and the shopkeepers are unwilling.

Is it a home upstairs? Despite the daytime, the curtains are closed and you can't see what's going on inside.

Sometimes it's close to tourist attractions and the crowd is plentiful, but no one even tried to look at the grocery store.

That's about it, a discreet, secluded building.

"... you're coming up. He doesn't show up, he stays on the fourth floor, huh?"

Across the street, Kosuke, who was observing the grocery store rather than hiding in particular, caught signs of someone who was underground coming up from just below the said building.

Exploring the signs inside, there seemed to be no one upstairs or on the third floor but only one on the fourth floor.

Unfortunately, Kosuke's arrow tip, a few meters next to Kosuke, which he tried to move, appeared crossing the road.

Transfer your gaze somehow. He was a much grumpy looking boy with ash brown hair. Nevertheless, he is about one hundred and seventy tall. Very ordinary trousers and hoodies, carrying a large leather backpack.

……

Normally, you would think of them as locals or tourists with nothing of particular note.

However, Kosuke understood. At least that the boy is not a staunch person.

The same goes for walking and gaze movements, but most importantly, the atmosphere was like "those accustomed to rough things." It's not a feeling that there are clear grounds, but Kosuke, who has dived the training ground in Tortoise, somehow understands.

After a little gaze around, the boy walked into the grocery store.

Greeting and chatting with unmotivated shopkeepers.

"Nice timing."

Kosuke sneered and walked out to the grocery store.

Enter the grocery store casually.

Haosuke would have been able to enter the store without having to do anything to stop him. In fact, both Kosuke and a little bit of coal went into the store without a doubt that would happen...

Unexpected here.

……

"-"

A boy saw Kosuke.

Coincidentally, Kosuke's gaze was not directed at him. I noticed someone entering the store and clearly turned my gaze to Kosuke.

Kosuke praised himself for stopping the upset in his heart.

Head to the beverage office behind the store without a moment of stagnation.

(Did you notice me? Sure, I haven't even hidden it... you're serious)

Inside, he said, "Not if you're happy, me!," he said, stilling his mind, slightly strengthening his hidden form and diluting his presence.

The gaze that was sticking came off softly.

"What's wrong, Aziz?"

"... nothing. I'm going now."

"Oh, thank you"

Continuing the conversation as if no one was there, the boy, called Aziz, went up the stairs behind the store.

Kosuke follows normally behind it.

The shopkeeper doesn't even realize it when he crosses it. Kosuke's hidden form has a different dimension than the sign blocking. That is exactly what should be called "the dilution of existence," a vicious thing that ordinary people wouldn't even notice if they waved in front of them if they really concealed it.

……

(Seriously!? I haven't noticed, but I'm feeling as uncomfortable as it sounds, this guy!

In the middle of a narrow staircase, the boy looks back unexpectedly and tilts his neck. Kosuke wasn't at the end of the boy's gaze because he was sticking up to the ceiling in a daze.

"Is it my fault...?

The boy, who shrugged and shook his head so much, ran up to the fourth floor at once trying to regain his mind while making his grumpy face look even more grumpy.

(Nagumo's story was that the guy who took our information from Relitens was wearing a tight coat and mask and primitive armor. Well, I can't walk around dressed like that...)

After the raid, Hosuke murmured in his heart as he raised his guard, saying that if he came back on the plane immediately, the time would not be right.

There was only one door on the fourth floor. "... it's Aziz," the boy said in front of the door.

"Welcome home, Aziz. I thought it was time."

It was a woman in her sixties or so who opened the door, looking like an elegant lady. It seems like an atmosphere of kindness, and someone close to others is going to call me "Mother."

A woman who opens the door wide and shifts aside to welcome her in.

Kosuke also slips in as Aziz enters.

……

"Welcome home, Aziz....? What's the matter with you?

There was another guy in the room, a tough looking guy in his mid-thirties or so, and he called out to Aziz, who looked around in surprise when he entered the room, with the opposite look of surprise.

"No. Hi. I feel like someone's watching me from earlier."

"... I don't want to deny it cheaply because it's what you say when it comes to sharpness of the senses... we're the only ones here, no matter what you think?

No, I'm in the ceiling. I'm sticking.

That, of course, I won't say. Nevertheless, the boy's senses deserve surprise.

(Seriously, that's not normal. I can't believe you even notice the level of discomfort I have in my hidden form)

Under the eyes of Kosuke, who is always more and more nervous, the man opens his mouth as he strokes his jaw.

"What kind of hidden camera is that?

"Oh. Mr. Ledda. Then yesterday, we just had a regular inspection, right?

"If Ms Marya checked, is there any mistake..."

Kosuke thought. There's usually a regular check on the surveillance cameras, and these guys are not normal after all, he said.

This building connects the Vatican City with the underground corridor…. Who the hell are they?

I don't know if you are involved in the investigation, but at least you have a good lead as a way to find out. I'd say bingo.

At the end of Kosuke's gaze, who can conceal and breathe with all his strength, their conversation progresses, which is unknown and unusual.

"Well, for once, keep your guard up. Even so, I'm going away from work."

"... that's a lot lately"

"Oh. You don't like it, at all. How'd it go with Aziz? Sure, it was an ancient site hazard study, wasn't it?

"Yes, that's management's job."

"Right. Not only are the worshippers active these days, but companies are also active... should I have said it was a normal relic"

"It's not unlikely that the company belongs to a worshipper."

"... all the dark news in the world. Those who seek salvation, even if they know it to be temptations against God, will inevitably increase."

A man named Leda shook his head with a dark look.

"... I can't help but think that the returnees are the cause"

In Aziz's words, Kosuke was thrilled. Bingo too. Apparently it was a big win.

Marya, who was listening to the two conversations in silence, said in a slightly embarrassing tone.

"Aziz, the Suspicious Dark is our great enemy. You shouldn't say things that are uncertain."

"But... they have their own people."

"Sure, but in the end, there aren't any dead people out there. Isn't that proof that they have a conscience, too?

……

Aziz boy silent in a relaxed, utterly unconvinced manner. The grumpy, unpleasant look seems his default, but now he clearly seems in a bad mood - rather than obstinate.

Kosuke wondered how to determine where they stood in the conflicting opinions of Aziz and Marya about their returnees.

Alternatively, the concern that the Vatican and the people there are trying to gather information about themselves to unnecessarily stir up slightly diminishes into the extremely fair and rational language of a woman named Marya.

Aziz, who has not been able to hide his childish grump, and Marya, who has a troubled look.

Leda, who laughed bitterly at those two, said with her luggage on her back so as to cover a little bit of the bad looking aziz for the minute.

"Well, I'm sure there have been more disturbing cases from before and after their return disturbances. Their own ignorance and their ability not to even give us the strength... I can't help but be wary of family thoughts Aziz"

"Sure it is, but hey"

Marya with an increasingly troubled look. Leda opens the door with a teasing look and says it without turning around.

"Besides, I love Aziz." You don't want to be near those people, do you?

"Mr. Ledda."

Obviously to the voice of the angry Aziz boy, Reda said, "Oh, I'm scared! Scary!" he said and left, turning away deliberately and hiding his expression.

"I don't like that guy's right now."

"Uh-huh, Leda, you used to be a tougher, more serious kid, too."

Hit and change from the subtle atmosphere to the calm air flowing.

When Aziz turned back his curly heel, he signaled Marya with his gaze. One nod, Marya turns to the desk in the back of the room and opens halfway through some drawers at the desk.

And at the end of the day, I slapped a ton of horns on the desk.

Shortly afterwards, Gacon sounded something coming off, and when Aziz pushed the wall behind the room, it sank slightly beyond the wall. Apparently it was a sliding door, and if you shifted it aside, there was a narrow staircase down the back to the point where each person could pass.

Aziz quickly slips into the narrow staircase between its walls and the wall and quickly closes the door just in honor of Marya, who smiles and waves.

(To the boulder, you were too narrow to slide in with me)

Kosuke turns his gaze toward the desk, still sticking to the ceiling. For once, I just checked the procedure, but the degree to which I pull out the drawer is subtle. If it was in millimeters, it would be a little hassle.

(I hope that guy named Marya even goes out...)

Probably not possible. This is probably a place like their outside hideout and stronghold belonging to the Vatican, where Ms Marya said she was the caretaker? Yeah, I don't think so. I don't think so.

(Hope you're not as sharp as Aziz)

While Kosuke prayed so heartily, he stepped down in front of it in the gap where Marya had taken her gaze off the wall of the hidden passage.

And quickly summon your body to the other side of the wall. Additionally, Hajime specialty artifacts change your body and body parts from space to space, and erase the body for what appears in the room.

Instead, a small shiny black stone fell to the floor.

- Abyss Flow Sky Sky Ten Shadow Yangitis (Abyss is always prevalent)

Incidentally, it's a transformative technique using this disposable artifact, but the previous naming is "10,000 places in the sky (where I want to be)." Sir's move name changes in the mood then!

Kosuke, who went out into the hidden passage, followed as he distanced himself from the leading Aziz.

(And that's deep...)

From the physical sensation, from the depth at which I descended on the stairs, it felt like I descended to about the second basement.

If we proceed with the azimuthal magnet, this underground passage is still heading towards the Vatican City. Proceeding about two hundred meters, it turned towards the southwest. If the brain measurement is correct, it seems to be stretching from the outside through the Vatican Museum in a straight line and towards the Vatican Gardens along the way.

Eventually, Aziz, who proceeded to the penetration of the underground passage, put his hands against the penetration wall there.

Mechanical light scrutinizes the palms. Kashun and Tenky appear. Type in the PIN. A sound rang with the win and the floor slid to reveal further stairs to the basement.

(That's all modern!

Kosuke, the scratch of my heart.

After Aziz went through, he went down the stairs with the same transformative technique as the other day.

A heavy metal door appeared further down the basement floor with a sense of body. A large cross is carved in the middle with both open doors of the type that slide left and right.

(Finally, arriving at the home of a suspicious group)

Following Aziz entering the open door, Kosuke also slipped in.

The space there was incredibly large. First, the ceiling is as high as a fool. Wouldn't there be about fifteen meters? Thick columns line up regularly and are quite wide and deep. The basics are made of stone and the essential points are reinforced with metal.

There were busy people dressed in numerous monastic clothes, and if you look closely, there were lateral passages all over the walls of this space.

It is an underground space like the medieval recreation of a smaller version of the metropolitan area outer drainage line.

(Seriously... Locally, it's right under the woods between the museum and the monastery. I can't believe there's space like this)

Kosuke, who had often been overwhelmed, returned to me with the fact that people had passed nearby.

(On this scale, people outside the Vatican are secretly planning to build underground passageways that are not good... there's no line. The Vatican can't be unaware of it.)

This means that this is some sort of Vatican facility or institution that hasn't been made public.

Kosuke proceeded with caution to sew among people.

Everything in the eye is interesting.

On a large platform lined up with many others, wearing monastic clothes and doing things like work.

In his hands,

(baton? And... isn't that the one called Assassin Blade? I saw it in the movies before! Is that a chain? Wow, you're carving cross inscriptions on every single ring of the chain? Is that... is that a planted bogan? Dude, I'm applying some weird liquid to the arrows!? You're a priest, aren't you? Obviously I manufacture a shitty weapon!?

And it was an on-parade of medieval style weapons that seemed to suck as much as Kosuke stormed inside.

Others, such as those who are unconsciously photographing something so ancient and large that it is about to collapse today, those who are underground but have furnaces and do blacksmiths, those who are writing down something like a blackboard while writing down whether it is a meeting or a lecture, and those who are doing something like a simulated battle with an earlier weapon, "an unusual sight" pushes into Kosuke's sight like rage.

I get the illusion as if I tripped over to another world or even timeslipped in medieval times.

(Dear Nagumo, Yabesu. Vatican Seriously. He's hiding a hell of a secret in the basement.)

Inside, he said, "I'm home already. Emily's apple pie is eating..." said Kosuke, leaking a cry.

Even when I fought with the Sheriff's Department, I thought in my heart you'd give me a break, but I still had room for my heart. Because they were extremely realistic and within common sense, both organisationally and in terms of behavior and equipment.

I never thought I'd be struck by that common sense right after infiltration.

Besides, I couldn't help but feel strangely sore from earlier. I guess this unrealistic space makes it so, but when I look at the people I go to - especially those who do what seems to be training - I feel a strange sense of prescience.

An indescribably weird feeling, like you don't know it well.

There was also a slight glimpse of the upstairs and third floors on the blowout as we proceeded to the back as we escaped reality. It's shaped like building a room behind a rock wall while scraping the deepest wall and keeping it in the corridor.

On both sides, there are spiral stairs made along the columns, plus an elevator on the front wall. It's an old fashioned type like just attaching a wire to an iron lattice fence and an iron cage.

The stairs and elevators are stretched up through the ceiling. Probably leads to the ground.

If you noticed, there were signs of the Aziz boy inside the front room on the third floor.

He was confused by the insanity swing in this space, and he was out of consciousness from the Aziz boy.

If it's a breakdown, Kosuke rushes to the third floor to intelligence.

but before that, my legs stopped blaming me for seeing strange people.

…… What are you doing, man?

The man, a young teenager or so, looked up into a room with a jizzy Aziz boy. Is it the expression rather than the behavior that bothered you?

It's horribly faceless, but I felt like there was a disturbing shadow in those eyes that was neither malicious nor hostile.

The young man accidentally looked at the watch. And when I laughed at the stifling thins, I walked out, and for some reason into one of the lateral passages, I sat down at the wall and lowered myself.

It's like, yeah, it's like,

"... vs. shock posture?

He muttered so himself, and Kosuke grew furious.

A moment, a terrible explosion. And a wild shock.

"Guhhh!?

Was it Kosuke himself or someone else who screamed?

The senses stir, for a moment, falling into front and rear unconsciousness. Shortly after he realized his body was blowing up, he struck his body into something several times, and finally, Kosuke finally stopped when he hit his back hard on the wall.

"Ha!? Oh, my God, I'm up!?

The air in your lungs is forced out by impact, which disrupts your breathing, but you reprimand your paralyzed body for immediate combat posture. Explore the surrounding situation while standing on one knee and lowering yourself.

"What, explosives? It wasn't an accident."

The secret spaces underground were completely different from what they were until a moment ago. Pillars, collapsed ceilings, and wall debris scattered everywhere, just as "what was man" scattered.

A significant part of the blowout, up to the third floor between walls, also collapsed, and one of the stairs collapsed. The elevator is also out of wire and falling off. From directly above that elevator, light plugs in whether the ceiling falls out and the hole is hollow to the ground.

It's too harsh for an accidental explosion. Above all, this is clearly an artificial explosion, given that most of the pillars supporting the underground space are devoid of significant damage and that the perimeter of the place where people were working is being focussed on is being destroyed.

Had it not been for Kosuke himself, his forged strong flesh and the combat clothes he wears under his everyday clothes - blade proof, bulletproof, cold, heat resistant, shock resistant and other artifact clothes woven with metal fibers - he would have been seriously injured.

In fact, a small amount of damage went into the gut after losing that defensive ability.

Kosuke took out a small test tube-type container and drained the contents of the restorative medicine, cursing himself with his heart, "Too alarmed, my dumb ass," he said.

At the same time, a woman's voice echoed, including agitation.

"Oh, give me the situation, give me the situation report! Ladies and gentlemen! Are you safe!?

If you look, earlier, a woman came out of the room where the Aziz boy was supposed to have been in, trying to get herself out of the railing in the corridor and sticking up her voice.

She was a beautiful woman at first glance. About twenty years old when I was a year old. Long hair with loose wavy golden threads and seemingly tender eyes, double hills and cuddly tight waists even from above loose monastic clothing, and long legs.

There was an explosion in the room as well, her clothes and hair were disturbed, and although she was bleeding from her head, she still had the luminosity to say that to that extent it would not damage her charm.

I know you usually have the impression that you are a decoy sister, but now you have a rugged and harsh look at the confusing situation and the casualties that have gotten into your sight.

"Gu, kahu - dangerous, so. Lady Claudia."

"Aziz! And Winn and Anna! Don't move! It's a serious injury!

Woman - The Aziz boy, who showed up from behind Claudia with a greeting, is just like a full-blown creation. Next to both of his neighbors, a blonde young man and a mid-teenage girl stand similarly bloody and distorted in pain.

Why is the damage different when you are in the same room? The Aziz boys may have sheltered her from the fact that they are calling a woman for her.

As Claudia reached out to Aziz, a voice rose from the lateral passage.

"Dear Claudia! Oh, my God! It's sealed." The mirror gate is unsealed. "

"!? Omar, what is that -"

The look on Claudia's face is so blue that it can be seen beside her. Apparently, something worse is happening than the tragedy of this bombing.

Furthermore, the situation moves as if it were to be pressed or not.

"Guh!?

"What, you guys!?

The scream and the fury were wooden spirits. If you look at the voices, countless people are coming down the stairs and the elevator holes, and they start attacking those who have so painfully escaped the ordeal of the bombing.

Surprisingly, the intruders were all dressed as if they had been sightseeing. Looks like a tourist, but acts that kill people without hesitation......

Things are getting worse. Confusion deepens and, at the same time, despair spreads.

Nor had Kosuke been able to determine the next course of action to unexpected and unusual events that would occur from next to next.

The Vatican of the day has been attacked when the Vatican said it came to find out its purpose and the extent of the information, because it could have been gathering information on the returnees.

Neither the person to help, nor the reason to help, comes to mind for the reason that they should intervene in the first place.

(Do you want to multiply this mess by just looking for our information? But......)

Kosuke's inquiry begs you to identify this situation. Leaving it alone, it hurts my sense of crisis that it could be irrevocable.

"Dear Claudia! Seal it now!" Without the keys of the Holy Cross, we shall remain so. "

"Oh, but..."

Soon, Nim saw Claudia, who had a huge metal cross in her hand, crucify her fellow attackers.

"I'll take care of this place! Dear Claudia, please seal it!" Only the mirror door must never be opened! Anna is coming to the Secretary! Let me know what's going on! Aziz, Omar! Master Claudia, please!

Say no or no, the man called Wynn jumped off the third floor at once in the shape of a ghost, and when he took a brilliant passive, he entered the rescue of a fellow attacked by a raider.

"Dear Claudia! I will surely bring you the Secretary!

"Anna!"

Neither the girl, called Anna, showed a bare gesture that cared about her face or flank wet in blood, but a cylindrical stick from her nostrils - when she took it out of shape and probably tonfur, she ejected its tip. He struck an anchor at the top of the stairs and jumped all the way to the stairs at once under the pendulum guidelines.

And he rushes up with tremendous momentum as he beats down the raiders that came down.

"Eh, Aziz."

"I'm fine. Let's go, Lady Claudia."

To the resolute Aziz words and glances, Claudia snorted cocklessly and ran out carrying a huge cross.

On the ground floor, the man who raised his voice about the seal earlier, waiting slightly irritated - Omar leads the way, as he couldn't wait.

"'Cause, come on, he's... Damn, I don't know what's going on. Well, at times like this, it's best to leave it to me."

Even as he vomits his evil state, Kosuke makes his body appear for a minute and helps the monastic clothes men who are about to be stabbed to a stop by the raiders.

At the same time, Kosuke, the main body, chased Claudia and the others who disappeared behind the aisle.

"That's a maze!

The passage is dark, with few lights. Besides, a few meters away, I suddenly encountered five things branching paths.

Look for brand new footprints in the Tracking of Skills. I know the signs, but that's the only way I know the direction. If I get into the closest path and actually have to detour from another path, etc., I'll have to come back. Trouble, but I needed to find a footprint.

"Second from right"

Even if the usual people don't know, Kosuke can tell the footprints from the subtle way in which the dust is paid, the way in which it dances, the shades of the floor, etc. Maybe, as if the police dog were to follow in the subject's footsteps.

But then again I ran into branches more than once, about 10 meters or not, and each time I discerned my footprints before I acted, so I was late for the three of them who would not hesitate to go forward.

"From the signs...... is this the last division?

Quite close to the sign. Kosuke's predictions seemed to be a hit.

"- Huh!? ――

"-! - Huh."

Somehow the anger arrived in a wooden spirit, and shortly afterwards, I even heard a short woman scream.

Without having to discern the footprints, Kosuke tries to go that way.

At that moment,

"Huh!? What!?

"Red mist" pushed from the back of the aisle. As if it had been a high-pressure gas leak, it flowed with fierce momentum, which instantly dyed everything in the aisle red.

Dauntlessly, Kosuke joins forces with no bitterness.

"Red fog!? Is that poison gas!? Goddamn it, what's next?

Spit out an uncontrollable evil state, but still drive the last path to discerning things. And there was probably a sturdy door made of metal. Jump into the deepest room, flanking it's blown up and blown away.

Thus, Kosuke witnessed the

"What... this..."

It was a big mirror. Three meters high, one meter wide. A mirror surrounded by a variety of relief like countless people folded over.

But Kosuke didn't know if I could really say it was a mirror.

Because mirrors are reflectors that reflect the sight opposite each other. What's shown is what's on the front. Now it must be stone walls, red fog, and Kosuke.

Nonetheless, what you see in that mirror is - no, what you see on the other side of the mirror is another world of red rust, cracked earth and bloody wind. And the fierce red fog that erupts from it.

The world is connected.

Now it's like,

- Nagumo's "Gate."

It was Kosuke who had lost his words and was flabbergasted, but such a shock to his feet. Ha, Kosuke returned to me. If he looked down, there was a fallen Aziz boy there.

"Omar, kafu, ravenous - take Lady Claudia. To the other world, jerk off."

"Oh, hey you, don't talk! You're gonna die!"

Big knife thrust through my back. Locally fatal. Nonetheless, Aziz boy looked at Kosuke with his eyes that were no longer hazy and about to lose light, without looking concerned about his condition or anything else.

"Oh, please, take that man... take Lady Claudia."

Kosuke breathed unexpectedly at the Aziz boy, who was dying but grabbed Kosuke's foot with all-powerful force.

The Aziz boy broke his much grumpy, faceless face and cried out as if, "The last thing I can do is beg for it anymore".

"Please, I'm sorry. My sister, my family, please."

"... you"

Aziz boy squeaking his face in tears. If you look nearby, you're surprisingly young. No, young. He was a little below himself in height and grumpy face, or just about thirteen or four years old. As good as Kosuke's sister Mami.

Does he know and say who he is pleading with? Perhaps, from words like that against others, you know you're not one of those people you've seen.

Kosuke looked in the mirror they called "Mirror Gate". Behind the erupting red mist, in the distance, I saw something different about the human form and the shadow held beside it.

Moreover, it is also seen that the earth is swept away, and that there is a tremendous number of things that cannot be possessed.

Near the mirror, the "sister" of the Aziz boy - a huge cross held by a woman known as Claudia - is rolling uncrafted.

To be honest, Kosuke thought.

This is already in my own hands. It's not a case that I should handle alone, at least.

The Nagumo family will be out, or at least we need help. As far as the anomalies in front of us are concerned, this case is definitely a dangerous level for Kosuke.

Self-diagnosis reveals a strange sense of tiredness, mental exhaustion, and subtle pain around the lungs. Earlier, a slight contact with the red mist would have caused it.

Go to the world beyond the mirror, and there's no guarantee you'll be able to come back.

The choice is therefore tantamount to suicidal behaviour.

Because it's an anomaly to deal with, it's best to tie the line to cover the whole mirror, be thorough in the defense battle, and contact Hajime, or at least someone from the Jews, to help them as soon as possible.

In addition, to help strange women, there is no way to penetrate places where there is only danger of unknowing. In other worlds, I learned something called reality. I can't respond to all the calls for help.

Such a reason for not responding to the boy's wishes is reciprocated in my heart,

"... Lord... please, save me... please..."

"Damn. That's the word I hate most."

Kosuke's expression, which was small and muttered with an unspoken voice, had a bitter laugh as if the answer had been decided from the beginning.

Because it is an anomaly that cannot be left alone.

There's that too.

Because my own brother or sister has passed because of my brother's desire to save my sister.

There's that too.

But, well, the primary reason...

I look like a hero.

"I want to live up to the full breadth of trust they give me...

How dare you push the reality you've been going through in different worlds before something that should have broken it off with "no one or he can save", a little, in Kosuke... yes, if you say so, "Han" peeks into your face.

It's not a death flag, is it? And, deepening his bitter laughter, Kosuke withstood a strong light in his eyes.

In my heart, "I make stupid choices, I apologize to my friends, my family, and Lana and Emily, while poking one knee beside the Aziz boy.

And when I pulled out the stabbed knife, I sprayed the healing pills and was forced to screw another one into the Aziz boy's mouth as well.

"Drink up, Aziz, you're dying. If you die, it won't make sense."

The Aziz boy, who coughed up kahookahookahookah but drank it up and had a slightly clearer sense of cloudiness, looked at Kosuke in a dazed manner.

It's like the look of God responding to himself for salvation and saying that even with your use, he sent you.

Kosuke stood up and wore sunglasses. At the same time throw bitterness and stab the other side of the mirror, ready for the junction after entering.

And as he formed in front of the mirror, he looked back over his shoulder and said, laughing invincibly.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like God. I can't play Raw Hate and Your Messenger... boy. I'll make your wish come true."

That's what I'm saying, Kouya, with a little Sir in it.

The Aziz boy asked in dismay.

"Are you... who?

Pull the knife out. While battling a warring presence across the mirror,

"Me? I'm..."

As one day, Kosuke replied.

- The right arm of the demon king.

Shortly after, Kosuke stormed into the world of mirrors.

To meet the wishes of a boy who heartily thinks of his family, his sister.