Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

In that sudden encounter, Akari no longer knew what to do.

I don't know what to say, even if I try to speak up.

As a result, you will behave inexplicably to lift or lower your arms.

Maxeem and Orphea, who saw it, looked at the action of the acari with surprise.

The collector and Hayato face each other silently, while not making it slight.

It is also the wind that is thinking of something for each other.

But it wasn't an atmosphere of immediate hostility.

I saw the women rushing towards the back of Hayat in the eyes of the collector. Probably Hayato's party.

It is inevitable that if Erica and others come, it will be a hassle.

I'm sorry for any further unforeseen circumstances.

It makes me hungry.

The treasurer turns to Hayato and shows the cave with a quick face.

Hayato nodded a little thinking.

As the collector takes the miscellaneous book out of his nostrils, he looks into the snow and white eyes sitting beside him and nods, stroking one and then going into the cave.

Hayato followed, surprised internally by Ilnik, who nostalgic for people.

Hayato's party finally catches up and tries to run to the cave.

- Gwon.

Hold back the way the snow white blocks the entrance there.

"Hey, get out of the way, you warcraft bastard."

Erica's surroundings make a sound of bacilli.

Snow and white peeled their fangs at the sound and roared, exposing their vigilance. Even now, it's going to jump.

Erica steps into that force.

"Mr. Erica, it's been a while"

Acari called out to Erica so that she could break in between Snow White and Erica.

If it was true, I wanted to follow myself into the cave, but I decided to stay because Erica thought it would make things stranger to follow the two of them. The decision was also backed up by the fact that the two didn't have the same atmosphere to kill each other immediately.

"... oh, not the acari who turned down Hayato's invitation and became some hunter. Hayato was looking for you? You're not the kind of person to fall for."

"Really, thank you. But don't worry, it's none of your business."

"Doesn't matter? Hayato's so worried, he said it doesn't matter?

I can hear burrs from Erica's feet.

"You're a lot shorter."

Acari retreats only one step while the Ice Monster (Monster) pulls the Ice Warrior stick out of his waist that he could not use against him.

The frizzy hair was felt on the back of my knees.

It's the snow white behind the acari.

When Akari glanced at the snow white, she stared at Erica to support herself. That was all I felt comfortable with Acari.

"I don't know, but that's not good air to interrupt."

Maxime stands in front of a woman with a knife in uniform.

Even when it comes to women, they will be as old as acari, but taller than acari.

I had long dark hair all in one, no waste on my sluggish body, no gaps.

I have an unreliable sword, but Maxime felt instinctively that this guy was the worst in proximity.

"Mmm, captain of" White Spear, "Maxeem Darr of" Breaking Castle Hammer "?... let me through there."

"Roku, but it's a hate name, but when a lady like this finds out, it's a lot. But a guy looks like that and he's a tyman, and he's a pussy."

The girl glances at her face, staring at Girari and Maxime.

"... woman"

"Ha, I don't care if it's a man or a woman, but if we don't interrupt each other, it's time."

Maxime and the uniform woman flirt.

"I heard that Alice Kingston, the school's Kirin child, was acting with the brave, but it was true."

Seeing the girl with the hat at all, with Orfia smiling with a frank smile on her face.

"Wherever and by whomsoever I am, I am at will. Besides, it just sounds like you're making fun of Kirinko when you say" Elf of the Red Lotus "," Extreme Demons "," Beloved Son of the Moon Goddess "and many aliases. - Oh, there was something called the Kidnapper."

That's what they say, and there's no way Orfia's expression breaks down.

"Summoning magic is so great. You put your hands on that magic and drove the lives of seventy-eight people crazy, and you don't know how you can stay like that. She's a princess, and that's all she's got, why don't you reflect a little and think about making amends? I'll help you with a little strength, too."

Alice's cheeks are slightly tight.

"Take extra care of me. I (I) do what I (I) can with Hayato, and I don't have the strength to ask you to make amends."

Irida and Tiger Beast woman facing each other silently.

Tiger beasts are generally large in stature. That's where the distinction was drawn from the little cat beast man.

This tiger beast was also big enough to approach Elida, a giant species. A lot.

But above all, the characteristic is that it is white. The short cut hair was white, from which the tail grown from the ears and glutes were black stripes on white hair.

"... Elida Bergin from 'Bee Shooting'?"

"Oh, you know about Atashi. Sure enough, Atashi is Elida Bergin. Why don't you name it too?

"... the phone. Why don't you give me a break?

"You're a white tiger beast. It's rare. I can't believe you're here."

"... Hayato helped me where I was enslaved. We must return the favor."

"Well, don't be so sudden. Is Hayato such a pathetic man that you have to wipe your ass?

"... get out of the way"

Dressed in a costume like a ninja with black ears, the girl said without words.

"Why don't you name it first, Deska?"

"Become a Margna"

Look at Marnya as surprised that Diantia has been intruding.

"Surely this one should be named first...... Diantia and Good Mass"

"... out of the way. I'm not interested in you."

Diantia looks into the eyes of the Girl with Ra's Ear and observes.

Emotionless eyes. Scarce expression. Soundless appearance. An atmosphere of tenacity.

"... assassin Desca"

The black, long rabbit ears of the Rabbit Ear Girl shake pictorially.

"... so what?

"No, we have a mountain of people with that background, Node."

Diantia takes a glimpse of Marnya.

Marnya was observing Girl Tsuzu, who was interested in things like that.

Outside the cave, as the five groups of men and women confronted each other, in the room behind the cave, the caveman and Hayato sat in the enclosure, facing each other.

Hayato had freshly cut black hair with strong black eyes that did not always show a gap, a single thick nail mark on his cheek, a constant puffiness, and an unscrupulous look on his face, but that looked dangerous to the collector.

Even from above the black leather armor, I could see that its supple body possessed a flexible and explosive force, the opposite of the possessor that there was nothing to say if it did not hit it.

Hayat laid aside the two long swords that were on his back, and stared quietly at the collector, saying that he was going to see all of the collector.

The collector squeezed out his voice.

"Rescue, thank you. That's all I'm gonna say first."

"... nothing. Only monsters went to rescue them, even if they hated them or wanted to kill them.... because I don't want to see my country perish anymore."

And silent.

The collector also opens his mouth.

"Don't shut up, why don't you say something? What are you talking about? I hear you've become quite famous."

The keeper laughs inside out that I look like a villain in this.

"... I won't do that"

Hayato said so looking at the keeper. The miscellaneous book is well gripped.

"Heh, I'm only cancer to you, right?

"I don't know what to do with a guy who's not doing any harm."

He's like this, and the keeper is bewildered by the difference in eating from the Hayato statue he imagined from rumors at school and taking away his own power.

"Keep my power down, you look a lot great. What are we gonna do now?

Now the treasurer is truly a villain.

Hayato turns to face.

"I'm sorry, I just can't help it. It's just not like me back then. I can make amends."

"So I'm asking you what you're going to do. Do you apologize if I tell you to die and apologize?

"............... I won't die"

Then Hayato shut up. It is not yet eighteen. Maybe there's no way to make amends.

But that hasn't even floated on the collector.

The collector plotted to apologize and take the information he could.

"In the meantime, shall I be taught the power of your protection? It's not funny that you don't know."

I don't know if Hayat will say the full power. Probably not.

"You want to know that"

Thus Hayato gave the contents of the protection lightly.

"Sacred Sword (Sword)" is the automatic granting of the Holy Spirit to all, including collaborators, embodying an extended and free-flowing light sword, an affinity specialization for light sperm, and a decrease in affinity for dark sperm.

"Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie)" probably increases affinity for almost all spirits, reduces consumption magic, and increases magic power. I can see, touch, talk, and hear the Spirit.

"If you do a little research, you'll find out soon enough."

"Well, that's a handy blessing. So, that hip one's a gun, huh?

Hayato looked a little confused.

"... right. I haven't given you anything but a party, and I haven't even told you."

"I'm not willing to blame you for anything else.... gunpowder?

"No, I make bullets out of earthen magic and fly them out with fire elves. A gun or a demon gun."

And also, silence.

The collector stays in Hayato like that, and now I try to follow his weakness.

"But if you're sorry, there doesn't seem to be any sign of you looking for me?

"That's not..."

"I'm asking Akali a lot. I hear you didn't look for anyone."

The collector asks pale.

To answer that voice, Hayato also speaks to the potpourri.

"Was Akari here?... Since I was summoned, there's been a lot going on. I wasn't living in peace. There were piles of things trying to use us. Erica, Kaede, and other students were about to be used."

"Well, that sounds like a tough one."

To the hammer of the treasurer, Hayat continues as if he had cut a weir.

"I didn't care at first either. But when I managed to defeat the cannibal bird that happened to attack me, I helped some of my students. It was whimsical. Then, everyone's attitude toward me changed. He came to rely on me. I'm glad to hear that. Then he asked me a few times, help me. Someday I will help myself. [M] It's not just the students, it's the people in this world. I could do that. Then sometime, there was no one to talk about you. No, I can't speak anymore."

"Well, you can't be a thief, brave man. We all covered you. I can't help it."

Hayat stares at the treasurer.

"Whatever you say about me, don't talk about everyone. Guys, I tried to live to the best of my ability, and I don't know anything, but I don't know where I've been, so what the fuck? Don't even know how hard it is for us. An adult I don't even know looks good today and will be fine and enemies tomorrow. You can see the horror."

Hayato's anger comes under pressure and strikes the Caveman.

My spine freezes in an instant. The collector held onto nature and miscellaneous books.

"... what do you think would have happened if I had been summoned with the others?

Still, the collector has to.

I came to Snow Mountain hoping.

But I didn't decide to snow mountain because I wanted to.

Hayat is slightly upset and his anger wavers at the enquiry of the treasurer.

"Was it some school? You can be summoned there and be powerless. They'll take care of me until I get my clothes and shelter ready and independent, how likely was that? Hostages, banishment, murder, persecution, that's the place. If only there were people like you who weren't."

Well, I didn't think about it when it was stolen, the collector adds.

Hayato is lost, but still does not quench his anger.

I guess the other fellows summoned have become so dear to him.

"And I didn't live for anything. I don't have the strength to rely on it, I've learned magic crazily in the first six months. Otherwise, you'll freeze to death. I've slept in the dirt for it. Even eating will be gone someday. Every time I ate less, I felt tingling. It's not safe out there, even the monster (monster) almost killed me. The quality of your hard work is good with you in the city. Don't brag about the hard work, the comparison itself is wrong. More importantly, you think the guy who stole my powers deserves that?

Hayat makes a bitter face, but he disagrees.

"Still, some guys helped me with that. Do you think you could have done that?

"I don't know, that's not true. I might have done it, and I might not have."

"Do the right thing. Don't let him fool my people!

"Hmm, can't you forgive me? So, what do we do, slash?

When Hayato's arm was stretched out to the long sword beside him.

Hayat cruises and pulls his hand slightly.

The collector, who saw how it was, pulled out of his power and laughed all the time.

Hayato looked at it with his arms stretched out and looked suspicious.

"Well, let me say a lot of things, but in the end, I don't care. If you don't have anything to do with me and my associates in the future,"

The collector adds.

"I just try to divert my information, use it, do harm, embed my associates. If that's the case, I'm not willing to forgive whoever it is. Even if it's the same summoner, it'll kill him."

Hayato grabs a long sword and stands up.

When you see it, the collector stays seated.

But Hayato was spooky, spooky as a poisonous bug crawling over for a moment, but he did feel it.

"... I won't let that happen"

"I'm not saying anything strange."

"Something's wrong with you. You don't even think of people as people..."

I see. The collector also stands up and pulls out the Kukri knife on his hips with one hand.

"... you think you can win?

"You can win, you can't win, what are you talking about tongue-in-cheek? Even little bugs like bats bite humans, don't they? Same as that. We don't fight because we have a chance."

"... insane"

The collector smiles. Like crazy.

"Are you crazy? Thieves are different things. Right, insane, huh? Would it be more appropriate, for example, to blow yourself up like this?"

The collector opens the miscellaneous book he had.

With his long sword resting on his sheath, Hayat looks at the collector in suspicion.

"There is no such magic"

"Really? Can't you give me all the magic to spirits and make this place a better place?"

"You think that's possible with your magic? Don't you know that I have" Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie), "that kind of thing works -"

- You are.

In one word, Hayato changed his complexion slightly, pulling out his long sword.

"Oh man."

"I guess. Even if you help, all the people out there will die, maybe. Well, if I could just assume that, like you did. By the way, even if you defeat me in an instant, the autonomous magic that you're putting together in advance is starting to free up all your magic. Because there is a life spirit, you can't be so uprooted as to lead to death. Finally, I made sure to sprinkle the material poison that suitably blended with the autonomous magic of magic poison."

That's how the collector shows his belt wrapped around his leg.

There were a number of tree test tubes there. If one day the acari gets stepped into the official constitution, it's out, a substitute for that.

"... Gu"

Lie or true, Hayato, who is shallow with the treasurer, doesn't know.

Even if there is no suicide bombing, we may be able to put ourselves in a state of simple destruction, so to speak, of spiritual rampage. Hayat himself, because of his experience, could not abandon that possibility, and could no longer reach out against the keeper in a detour.

Even though ninety-nine percent knew that wasn't possible, there was a percent suspicion.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't look at me with such hateful eyes, though you'd be the culprit in the first place"

A roaring voice leaks from Hayato, but still stares at the keeper.

"So you're telling me from the beginning, right? that you and your associates do not harm me or my associates. Don't divulge any of my information. Even if, as a result, you die. It means we can finally pretend we don't know each other.

You'd be more comfortable with that, wouldn't you?

Hayato still sees the keeper in suspicion.

The treasurer laughs.

"I'm not giving you a chance to make amends, nor am I willing to forgive you for the rest of my life. I know I can't kill you, but I can't forgive you. Just remember that, that's my revenge."

The collector thinks this place is reasonable. I can do nothing more than impossible to return my abilities.

Do you want money to blackmail me? Or kill him?

As a collector, I thought you probably wouldn't be able to do that. It becomes stale when expressed, but my ethics and aesthetics did not allow it.

Hayat, hearing it, laid his long sword on his sheath with his face in his face.

The collector thinks it will hold out quite a bit because he seems to have woken up to people's good intentions and consciences.

But if this is an act, there's nothing more we can do about it.

If you're not a God who can read through everywhere, you don't have the power to make promises come together in a compelling and convenient way.

Hayat carried two long swords, saying nothing, and left the cave room.

And Hayato made sure that he had left the cave, and the treasurer came to Ston.

Even if they just didn't kill me, it was a thank you letter.

Hayat would just wave, and perhaps his life had been pruned in an instant.

But I was humbled for fear of it, and I didn't even want to give in to Hayat.

The collector let go of both the miscellaneous books and the Kukri knife that he had, and fell straight into a quarrel, closing his eyes.

And it came to pass, as Hayat went out of the cave, that Erika and the others were moaning with the Orpheans.

"What are you doing, peeling off what you're gonna peel off and we're gonna go home"

Hayato said so as if nothing had happened.

The Ericas, who saw it, relieved themselves, staring at each other, and then took their prey away.

Hayato approached the clams without helping to strip them off.

And I offered my hand and said it out without hesitation.

"Why don't you come with me? I can protect you."

Akari looks at Hayato and sweeps his neck firmly to the side.

"I've annoyed a lot of people, but still, I'm not going with Ichihara-kun. That's my chosen path."

Hayato was a bit of a thought wind, or I can pull my hand in.

"Right. I will be in Salehad until the judgment is over. I hope you care."

So I headed to peel it off.

Hayat came from the cave.

Then the collector.

Before anyone could say that, Snow White slowly walked away into the cave.

I don't even look panicked. I guess the collector is safe.

Then you can leave the rest to Snow White.

I don't have to tell you, everyone thought so.

The collector closes his eyes and, lying down on his body, now realizes that the sweat is chilling out.

I think that's all you need a lot, collector.

Suicide bombing, magic poison, negotiation.

It was a crossing. I wouldn't have been able to do it sane.

If you don't play madness.

If you could really go crazy, how good was it?

Nothing. I'm a normal person. There is no such thing as madness.

You can't beat the strong, and you feel resistant to taking it.

If you can't be a strong man, you can't be a crazy dick.

Then, if there's nothing there, we'll have to play madness.

To live.

But if the act was seen through and the curtain of the stage came down, what is left for me to be there?

There must be something uneventful, pathetic about it.

The collector smiled mocking himself as he fell to the ground.

When the collector has been sloppy for a while, a footstep called Tottotto sounds in the cave, gradually approaching.

And around the head of the treasurer, stops.

Be.

Snow and white meatballs also hold onto the head of the collector.

Gradually, gradually gaining weight Snow White.

I felt like I heard a missy noise.

Finally, the treasurer who can't stand it and gets out of the snow and white legs.

The collector, who has been lightly pulled out, claps out and looks up.

There was a snow white face in the do-up.

- Beron.

Snow White licks one of the collectors.

And he gets his side snapped with his tail.

Snow White captures the keeper with his tail as it is.

I strained and walked out.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, I'll walk, I'll walk."

The scream of the collector stuck in the cave.

After a while, the caveman caves.

Outside, there was an acari with a worried face, an orpheus with a sorry face, Maxime as usual waiting.

It's already dark outside.

I wish I could get in, but the collector urges me.

"You should go in for now. You can end it tomorrow."

The usual collector, like nothing happened.

"... I think you can talk to me a little bit."

Clams are said to be puffy.

The collector pretended not to hear and went back to the cave like he was sleeping.

The next morning.

The collector walks on the slopes of the mountain, which will not even dawn.

I could not feel any signs from the mountains.

The sound of the birds, the blue shrubs.

There were about a dozen giant carcasses of the Great Spider (Athrabasik).

I'm glad to say the mountains, the woods, are dead.