Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

Sometimes I hadn't used it at all in my life for several years since I was summoned by Iles Valle, I had completely forgotten, but in the bathrooms of the world where Setuna was born and raised, there was a convenient supreme apparatus called shower. If the sound of water flowing from that appliance is not so unique, it should never be loud, but somehow it can even be heard near the front door of the room.

Probably because it's a trial.

(... well, yeah. This is a trial. It's a trial)

Crunching his chest as he told himself, he looked down at his feet again. I don't particularly recognize a pair of carefully arranged shoes, but Setsuna cruised to see if I should take my shoes off. If this is a trial, you should have been able to fight at any time, and I don't feel the need to take my shoes off for that. However, the possibility that taking off shoes would start a trial could not be discarded, and it was well thought that not taking off shoes could lead to a failure of the trial.

Thinking about this trial is the wind that is bound by the shape of the building. Then I felt it was more dangerous not to take off my shoes.

Keep it up.

Setuna stepped inside the room when she took off her shoes. Floors with blue rugs are naturally built to walk around barefoot. The walls and ceilings are blue, but the first thing that pops into your eyes when you step into a room is a large sleeping table set in the middle of a large one. It would be a sleeping table for both of us even if we thought about it because it was too big for one adult to use. What is blue from the futon, but its blue is not uniform. There was also a difference in bluishness between the duvet and the duvet so that the bluishness of the walls and floors was completely separate.

One pillow is long and big. I can understand your intentions. but I don't even want to think too deeply about it.

If you divert your attention from the bedroom, what jumps in next is a large television set up in a way that is embedded in the wall. Naturally, the pieces don't even exist in Iles Valais, but in this hell, it wasn't strange if anything was in trial, and I don't doubt it there. The equipment for operating the television was placed on a table in one corner. I don't even think about reaching out, and I'll shut up.

Then, at last, I turned my attention to the water noise and immediately missed my attention.

That's what I'm talking about.

Setsuna turned away unexpectedly because there was a vitreous bathroom in the opposite direction from the TV from the bedside and the interior of the bathroom was perfectly extra peeking. And the fact that the hindsight of the woman in the shower jumped into his eyes was also a source of surprise to him. Only in hindsight can you tell who's in the shower. That's how familiar I was with the hindsight. Of course, it doesn't mean that the women in the bathroom are completely naked and are used to seeing them in that regard. I just couldn't go wrong looking at it because of the hair color on my back.

Faria.

Faria Belfaria-Aslalia was in the shower, and she saw behind it. For a moment. I turned away immediately. Yet it burns to the retina and doesn't leave me, what do you mean?

(Damn......)

Neither could he shake off the remnants, which could be considered a faithful reaction to his desires, and Setuna vomited an evil state in his chest. I felt like spreading my anger about what would accumulate with this kind of trial, but I know the situation doesn't get better where I yelled and scattered. Instead, the trial will just end in failure and start over from the beginning. That's what Hell's Trial was all about, and it's not going to change here.

In that sense, there are things that can be reassuring.

This is the test, and all that's going to happen is that it has nothing to do with real people.

It's not Faria herself who's showering right now, it's just a phantom of Faria. It's not him. So I don't care what that phantom is. Nevertheless, I can't think of turning my attention to that phantom again because there is some kind of trust, albeit phantom, that it would be reproducing perfectly. It is hard to imagine that the Lord of the Final Trial will be clueless there.

It has been so far.

Both trials had come to kill, with the help of all the spirits, to try Setuna.

It will be the same this time.

It's just that this trial has been attacked in a different way than previous trials.

That's this slutty lodging, the phantom of Faria.

In doing so, I heard the sound of twisting the shower faucet, and the water stopped. That's why he didn't look at you, and Setsuna became the wingman who spent a lot of time, but he had no choice. If I look at you, you'll regret it one last time.

It's a vitreous bathroom. Turning around, we were going to see a phantom of her just finishing the shower. When that happened, there was a fear that she would not only burn naked hindsight, but also burn it to the retina without leaving her whole body. That doesn't make me feel rude about the reality of Faria. Apart from the story if the will of the person is intervening, it would be different to burn that figure in the eye than it is not.

As much as that sort of separation, it's also in Setuna.

and then I heard the sound and thought of the bathroom door opening. It would be because you are concentrating your nerves in the rear bathroom while turning away. Even a little sound can be accurately captured. For example, even the sound of a woman leaving the bathroom wiping away the moisture that remained on her body tickled Setuna's ears and tried to make her extra imagination work. Setuna did not leave herself to that imagination, but tried to open up the situation by thinking something completely different. but I couldn't. Imagination swells by paranoia, and body temperature rises.

Expanding delusions draw into the back of the brain is the sight of a naked faria wiping her whole body with a bath towel, but it was odd that the sight was strangely clear.

(This is a trial, too)

Upon enlightenment, Setuna opened her eyes, which were closed. There is no change in the situation. I have a blue bunk in front of me and a TV on the wall at the end of the bunk. And from behind, I could hear Faria's nose. Things seem to get worse rather than better. We still haven't figured out what to do with this trial. If it drifts as it is, it fits into the surgery of the Lord of Trials and falls into the depths? When I held my fist to such fear, I could hear my footsteps approaching. Apparently, there's nothing separating the bathroom from the bedroom.

Footsteps were definitely approaching Setuna step by step. Turn around, I know there's a single bath towel faria. That's why he can't move around with the TV in mind. Is the heightened heart tone, nervous or excited? What does it mean for your body to react, even though you know that Faria walks in from behind is a phony? Don't you think I'm sorry for the real Faria? It was when I was thinking about that.

"Wait?

Vision emptied with a sweet voice.

"Hey -"

I was in a hurry because I thought a full-scale trial might have begun, and I didn't expect Faria to pull my hand up the raid, to be rolled over the sleeping table. Because he's a phony, but I didn't think he'd use such a forceful hand.

"Nah... ugh"

of blue ceilings and fluorescent lamps pouring down from such ceilings, but never dazzling light fills the field of vision. There's one shadow that comes into such sight. Faria. Faria is trying to cover herself over Setuna, who pushed her down on the sleeping table.

"Sometimes, I wonder if it's okay to be aggressive..."

She smiled glossy as the bath towel wrapped around her body dripped off and her busty breasts dew.

Trials have begun.