Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

While the public was crowded with Christmas characteristic air, there were those who ran through the back alley in a stuffed cut feather.

The defective young men who were hanging out in the back alley, let's look at their running opponents and nibble.

Why.

Because she was a beautiful woman dressed in a cute Santa outfit!

Yes, Santa Costa's sister was the one who ran in desperate shape down the back alley at night.

What is the rush? You think I'm gonna be late for work? Or on my way to a party? Or is Skirt Santa so dressed that he's being chased by strangers with his eyes on him...

Like us, for example? and the youngsters turn their inferior eyes to Santa's sister, who gives them the look of being blocked off the road and drawn to them.

"Oh, sister. What are you doing dressed like that?"

"Oh well, it's not the other way around!

"Huh? Huh?

Santa's sister's kick flashed at the same time as a voice full of frustration and sadness flashed.

A perfectly unhesitant upper kick burst into the young man's side head. "Abba!?," he screams strangely and flies. Furthermore, a beautiful kick through the sparkle and void knocks the youngsters down to the touch of their armor sleeves.

"Well, make yourself comfortable there!

How dare you, Sister Santa, run away to leave the white-eyed youngsters behind.

One, a young man who didn't pass out opens his mouth to complain... but by then he can't see him anymore, he loses his temper to too much speed and spits "damn" ill.

And stiff.

As if my instincts had ordered me to stay still, to dive my breath. An awesome chill runs through my whole body, illuminating like I've been deprived of my body's heat all at once.

Shortly after, someone passed in front of the young man. The young man was then driven by a desire to praise himself, even though he tasted an unparalleled fear. Instinctively close your eyes, that you didn't see anything.

There was something close to certainty. If I had opened my eyes, if I had seen someone passing by, I must have been sorry that I was just... Mentally and physically.

The noise on the front street sounds slight. Feeling helpless and relieved, the young man relinquished consciousness according to his body's desires in an attempt to forget everything.

Meanwhile, Sister Santa, who busted a young man magnificently, contrary to his strength...

"Hi-no, they're here! They're coming after us! Hey, hey, hey."

And he kept running uninhibited crying. At the same time,

"Ridiculous, ridiculous driver!! You can cry just because you work on Christmas night! Why is this happening?

What a jump out to stupidity. But if we don't, we're going to lose our sanity because of fear in the present situation. And I was convinced that if that happened, it would be the end of a roll.

So more stupidity.

"I've always thought it was suspicious! Because you're wearing your hat too deep! You're driving normally, even though you never see it! You're so silent that it's not normal!

Grasp back the old leather bag in your hand. Inside it is suspicious... or it contains "books" that make you nauseous just by looking at them.

"What?" I've run away from them many times. If your leg strength and strength, I'm sure you can deliver this! I knew you weren't involved!

When I was working on a Christmas event tour with a driver who was a colleague of the company, I thought he suddenly murmured, "That's not good..." and he gave me a book wrapped in that leather bag where he took it from and told me to deliver it to a designated location.

Naturally, I'm at work and I don't know what that means... and I was Santa's sister who refused, but he said. "If you don't deliver... we're all going to die?" and. Then let's throw it away! And I argued, "You throw it away and you die a lot more?" and re-argue.

So, once I checked the contents, Sister Santa understood everything.

Oh, this is a bad one. I've been through this many times in the past. That's unreasonable. Whether you cry or turn your head, the one who feels miserable both for himself and around you if you don't do everything in his power...

Nevertheless, if you are not a carrier or a carrier of shit than such a bomb, you are unreasonably handed over to yourself (calling yourself) who is not exactly Exploration O. "If you're related, I don't know because I'm well known for my incredible survival rate...

But I can't help but scream.

"I'm, I'm - I'm just a bus guide and I'm not - whoa!!

On Christmas night, I was driven out in Santa Cos because I was young to be a guide to the Christmas Event Bus Tour, and yet at the break while the customer was cackling at the event, I was entrusted with a blasphemous and nasty book by a bus driver who was too deeply wearing a hat to "ask for a later" and was chased by someone who would be human, but who was giving some indication of bad.

That also makes me want to cry.

If you look at the smartphone while walking with all your strength, you still have it to your destination. Is it about five stations? Ahead, it seems that an acquaintance contacted by an absolutely unseen driver is rushing me, and if I give it to that person, he'll do something about the rest...

"I don't feel like I can make it."

Jump out onto a comparatively wide road. I saw a couple leaning against Pittori at the edge of their sight.

I want to cry.

The couple screams "hiccup" at the desperately shaped Santa sister, who also determines a bright blue wonderful fierce dash of athletes from the back alley.

I want to cry.

I see a beautiful crystal hanging on my smartphone in my tearful vision. It's a gift of gratitude from the school travelers who cut sanity gallyly and lightly before. If you wish in times of trouble, there may be salvation. It seems like a protection.

Plus just a little bit of spare time for my mind. Nothing, I really don't expect even paranormal forces to occur to help me.

Sure, their central figure, that the boy who gave me this amulet had a piercing, or as soon as we talked about the legend of the Demon King of Klama, the students saw him at the same time, or in fact, it felt like some kind of demon king, but that's it, this is it. No way, something really happens.

Even if I dream like that, I die. Reality is reality. Nevertheless, the care of the students, who are comfortable when viewed in contact, gives a definite peace of mind to the hunted down mind.

"Oh, I'm not giving up. I'm gonna survive this time, and... I'm gonna let that chauffeur's eyeball hit you straight until the chili spray's empty. Uh-huh."

Hip Holster - Remove a pack of extremely sweet coffee milk from your pocket and pull the straw out with one hand! Refill the sugar to flow! Bass Guide Santa's health has recovered! Faster!

But even if I try to raise my temper, reality is still reality. Unexpectedly, the instincts that have protected me so far sound alarming.

To the sensation of a poppy neck muscle, Bass Guide Santa threw herself forward aggressively.

Something passes over my head and the sound of the building's walls breaking. At the same time, I feel my hands paralyzed by the feel of a stiff asphalt. I twisted the pain with my guts and rolled like I was even cone-rubbing it as-is...

"Would you like a made-to-measure cup of coffee? All single people! Won't you have a good time with Usami Maid Santa for Christmas! Special Christmas discount now - huh!? Santa!?

"Wow, I'm sorry. Come on. Whoa."

"- Wow!?

Twin-tailed Usami Maid Santa who was handing out billas in the street - the miniscamade-like costume is in red and white Santa clothing color and is fitted with a separate Usami - blew the girl away.

Usami Maid Santa flies as she folds her body into a letter and screams like a girl shouldn't let it out. And clash from the back into the street light that was on the other side of the street as it was. Now the shrimp fell to the ground.

People walking down the street get stiff. Rabbit-maid Santa, who is freaking out like a shrimp while shrimping, and the culprit of the tackle who made her such a likeness - her gaze gathers to the four-way bus guide Santa.

If you see it normally, it's a complete accident scene. Or it's a murder scene. That's about it, it was a shitty momentum & spine bend.

Bus guide Santa, blues. No more facial expressions attract me to fear stronger than fear of chasers.

Santa, the bus guide who returned to me one foot away, raised his voice in a panic as everyone was stunned by the sudden.

"So, are you okay? Huh!?

"It's okay!

"You're lying!?

Just sturdy. The rabbit maid Santa girl got up normally while bludgeoning her twin tail. In a slightly soggy motion.

"Ho, are you sure you're okay? I'm sorry, it's my fault."

To Bass Guide Santa, who apologizes and worries as he grates, Usami Maid Santa stuck out one hand and with the other hand fuzzed the twin tails. He just laughed "fu".

"Sister Santa, don't worry about it because it's okay. Because to this extent, it's like being stung by a mosquito if it's Soul Sisters."

"I don't know what you're talking about. It's good anyway! He was definitely shrimping at an angle where his spine was supposed to be broken, but it's amazing how intact it is!

"I've been working out from day to day to counter your sister's resentful predecessor!

"I know I don't know what that means, but I'm really sorry!

"It's the same Santa's pleasure. I forgive you!"

Boulder, captain of the Soul Sisters cut-in. Juniors adored by the Demon King. While sturdy, I am very tolerant of anything but resentful enemies targeting your sister.

Nevertheless, I can't have the part-time destination Billa I was handing out scattered.

I wanted to give my beloved sister a Christmas present, but I ran out of pennies for a booby trap for the seniors who came to, and I managed to find a part-time temporary day job. Knowing that you literally split Billa, etc, you're fired!

"Um, sister. If you could just pick up Billa with me..."

"Dangerous."

"- Guh!?

Usami Made Santa - Re-junior Santa experienced her second blip today.

Something jumped out of the alley like a munch and slapped her in the stomach. Junior Santa blows up in the Kuno script, clashing from her back into a street light and shrimping.

There, there's a scream.

With the shrimp pickled, and still turning his gaze, he could see the bus guide Santa blowing up right beside him.

"So, are you okay!? What the hell..."

Whatever you think, junior, Santa doesn't feel better, but I'll show you the bus guide Santa as he slips back into shape. Roots are good kids. Problem behavior just stands out in the Demon King exclusive.

But Bass Guide Santa didn't have room to answer the worrying voice of such a junior Santa. The blown pain isn't the only cause. I don't care about that, as long as I have extremely sweet coffee milk. And enough sweet coffee milk in your pocket from day to day!

Therefore, the bus guide Santa is in a hurry for one reason.

"Damn, they took it away."

Yes, if you don't deliver it, a lot of people are going to die. They took the leather bags it contained.

Take a look, a man in black is showing up from the alley. He's a white, blue man with no life. It also seems skinny and unhealthy. There was a leather bag in his arm.

Junior Santa naturally doesn't know what's going on. But I felt firmly that the man attacked us, and only the creeps that made us anxious just to watch.

"Take it, I have to give it back..."

Bus guide Santa gets up from crawling on all fours with a goofy effort on her legs. Remove and replenish the extremely sweet coffee milk from the cuffs.

By its side, junior Santa noticed an anomaly around her.

"Is that it? Why people..."

Until just now juniors have been making a scene of Santa's accident, but at some point people are gone. No, I'm still there, but I walk away with my back turned to ignore it despite this commotion or as if I hadn't noticed.

Something's wrong. That's all I understood, and junior Santa stood up finding a senior to rely on among the people who were leaving.

Except it's not a demon-king senior--

"Usa shen pah!! This way! This way - Huh!!

A shout echoed down the street that I could not imagine from my small body.

That way, his part-time destination, "Usa Senior" - the same as junior Santa, but rather veteran stinking Usa Mimaid Santa, looked back haphazardly and rounded her eyes as if she just remembered why she had come to the occasion.

To seniors like the stuffed state of that attribute of Usami Maid Santa Seniors, junior Santa screams!

"Hit no! The man! It's a hiccup - ooh! That leather bag, it's been taken. Uh-huh!

As soon as he changed the color of his eyes, Senior Usami Maid Santa...

"Good courage in this town. Psst!!

Shortly afterwards, he disappeared. and dashing violently at a confusing rate. Get on top speed in an instant and rush to a man!

The man looked back annoyingly and waved one hand. As soon as possible, something like a black munchkin approaches Usa seniors with tremendous momentum.

Bass guide Santa screams unexpectedly.

"Dangerous."

"There's nothing you can do about it if you don't hit it. Pi!

Senior Usami Maid Santa, dodge the munchies. I don't know how, cut a turn at a sharp angle while running at top speed.

A man slightly opens his eyes. And by then, I already miss Usami Maid Santa.

"-" Screw O Bytes "! Damn!!

In a moment, Senior Usami Maid Santa rushes right past the man as he spins. At the end of her hand, she poses like a hero landing.

"Boulder, Senior Usa! The legend of Akiba's life! I don't want Dada to have the end of the story!

"Ugh, lie. Did you take it away in that moment?!?

Sure, the leather bag was gripped. It was a certain ameft comic book move that took away more forcefully by spinning with his hands on the ball held by his opponent. Even though she's a rabbit sister in made-style Santa Tacos.

Senior Usami Maid Santa goes straight to junior Santa and bass guide Santa in the dash.

"I took my things back, Pippi. I can't believe I called the police."

"Pi, are you absolutely pi..."

"... some people poked me at my immaturity as a rabbit maid. It's a regular place, Pimp."

"Did you get a little traffic jam?

Whatever it is, I was able to get my books back, Bass Guide Santa.

But the threat hasn't left yet. Instead, there are two ordinary people...... no, maybe I should stand up intact even if my spine is bent on the reverse letter, push out a shitty man in a superhuman move, or be more of a deviant than an ordinary person, but it's true that it involved those who don't know "the world this way" anyway.

And as an indication of the crisis, the atmosphere of the man changed.

Unfamous chills strike all over your body.

"What is it, that guy? Doesn't something suck?

"Well, that's right. Sometimes I count, I feel worse than a self-proclaimed gentleman obsessed with the kid in the store."

"Oh, thank you both for your help. Let's break up here."

We can't get any more involved. We have to get out of here alone...

Such a sad determination and a bus guide Santa who decides to be ready for what he has done many times.

No longer, this is the only way to save the two maids Santas. But it's unknown if you can fulfill it and get it missed. If you're a super durable maid and a fast maneuverable maid, it's not unlikely you'll miss it if it's a hassle to deal with them...

So when Girizili and bus guide Santa stepped back and the man took a step and the tension swelled up,

"Are you in trouble? It is."

"" "Huh?

Bus guide Santa and the others stop. The man also stops on his feet unexpectedly at the signs of his sudden appearance.

The gaze of all turned toward the voice - toward the end of the street where the people left.

And I witnessed it.

"Reindeer!? Nande here reindeer!? And little Santa!?

Yes, a pony-sized, crimson-nosed reindeer and his reindeer royally stand on a pulling sleigh -

"Mu!?

"Oh, you are! Daughter of someone who was called boss by rabbis preachers!

"Ah, speaking of which! The kid who called that demon-king-like student his dad!

Huh? and junior Santa and Usami maid Santa and bass guide Santa face to face. Um, we had an unexpected connection with that guy? and.

So the bus guide Santa noticed. Speaking of which, I've seen this twinthesanta! She's a little like that, even when tied to a pole by a demon-like student, she's been walking out on her own, soaking wet, chasing a driving bus with a dash! and.

By the way, Mu is doing Santa's part because he thought that the gift distribution was very popular last year, so this year, too. Now just on the way home from Santa, he intervened in the sight of this disturbing situation sensed by Mr. Reindeer the Reaper.

"You're all right now!

Muusanta, with a kime face, decided to pose fragrant with reference to Sir Abyss.

"Mu is here! It is!"

Lou! This weird space, put it back! If ordered, as soon as possible, a disturbing space without people returns to the original air. People's hustle and noise gradually approaching.

"Mu, mu! Stand back, please! The man there is a dangerous man! Or are you alone at this hour!? What happened to the seniors!

The junior puts in good sense advice and scratches, but at that moment, he waved his arm like he was sick of the weird guys (from the guy) showing up next to next. The target is naturally the bus guide Santa.

But once again the sharp munchies - in fact tentacles - were prevented before harming the bass guide Santa. Bounced back to the reindeer horn.

"Oh shit, when!?

"I'm in trouble if you lick Lou. The fastest reindeer is Lou!

No, who is it, the scratch in my heart. No way, I don't think he's a real big demon, his real name is Lucifer. For christmas only, the devil's king turns into the fastest reindeer to carry presents to the good boys!

There is no sign of a man retreating, even as the hustle and noise are returning and people are slowly approaching. Seems to give priority to robbery over secrecy.

A man turns a vigilant eye to an unidentified reindeer and a young girl. Take a stand with Jirilli.

Relatively, four Santas.

On Holy Night, the four Santas, whose encounter was fulfilled, not sure if it was a miracle or a comedy, is a miracle in itself that they have gathered momentum in Santa Costa, but can it be fulfilled and become ONETEAM to overcome this crisis...

And, at that time, Muusanta, who laughs invincibly, went into action.

"I don't care! Special -!"

Stick your hands out fragrant with Baba. Push it pounding. Tourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

"-" Contact Daddy! "

- Mu? What's up? It's supposed to be time to come home, isn't it?

- Dad, help me! He's a pervert!

"Where are the suicide candidates?

"Hino!? Senior!? When!?

"Boss, boss!? Where did you come from?

"What, ah!? Demon King Student - not Nagumo Hajime, for sure!?

Hajime, a senior and boss and demon king student who at some point emerged without warning behind Santa's surprise to the Three Kings.

I see. An instant demon king summons is indeed a special.

"Ah?... to juniors, to Superman Usami maids, your guide on school trips? Besides, they're all Santa Cos... what is this situation"

Most of all. Nevertheless, there is no need to talk about subsequent developments.

The man was lightly powerless. It seemed possessed by something strange, so I would try to capture it, but by then its strange existence had already disappeared, and I had no choice but to first write the circumstances on my face with oily magic to deposit them with an occult expert, and transfer them at the gate to Sir Abyss, who should be having a Christmas party.

"Oh, my God, Kosuke! Something weird came out of the air!

"Nagumo! It's you! I mean, who is this guy?!?

"Ah, Kou-kun! Claire gave me a surprise clap and stuck it in the windowsill from her head! Roll to the road..."

"Oh, Ho Ya. Mr. Claire was hit by a car."

"Claire uhh!? Probably intact, but are you okay?

How dare you just shut the gate and escort the bus guide Santa, while safely handing over the books to the target.

After that, three Santas who finished each job were invited to a Christmas party hosted by the Nagumo family while Santa...

Of course, nothing could have happened to the Daily Adventure High School Girls, the Superman Usami Maid, and the Mental Strength and Survival Cheat Bass Guide interrupting the Nagumo family, which should also be a singularity, and they would still be caught up in new disturbances here.