Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

- After all, it's not a dream.

As he narrowed his eyes to the morning sun inserting from the gap in the curtain, Liquid Protection once again bit the status quo.

A narrow living room that I've been familiar with since I got my mind on it. A girl who has strayed from another world, lying wrapped around a blanket in the middle of such a room.

Speaking of mess, it's too messy.

Until just half a day ago, he said he was wandering through dangerous woods and obsolete castles where monsters were trekking.

Now, there's a familiar living room landscape - an air of nothing but two letters of peace, here as a matter of course.

The fallout is too great to keep up with my mind yet.

(..., Wake up...)

Move to the kitchen with a slightly tired body. Looking out through the small window, he caught sight of the freckling sparrows lining the wires.

Twist the tap faucet vigorously and wash your face,

(... I'm back...)

I repeated a line in my brain that I didn't know how many times it would be.

"... Oh, yeah"

I'll come up with a fudge and open a cupboard or refrigerator.

(I knew... nothing)

I also noticed thinly last night when I brewed coffee and tea, but it was brilliantly scurvy. It's just condiments and can beers that seem to have expired after exploring, and there's no decent food.

(Go get it. Uh... but...)

A little concern casts a shadow of anxiety in the boy's chest.

(So you can't eat without drinking...)

Getting ready, pour a glass of water into your stomach and head back to the living room.

……

I had a bummer last night, but here's another point.

To avoid waking up the sleeping Belgrette, open the drawer in the back and enter the small room ahead.

That's a small, quadruple Japanese room if you compare it to a living room. In one corner of such a room where a thin morning sun plugged in, there was a small Buddha's altar.

Sit in front of it and look up at the black and white pictures that are decorated. Within the boundaries of the black edge, a woman in her mid-thirties had a gentle grin.

(Mother......)

She died when she was still young, the remains of her mother.

The cause was a car accident.

I was staring at the impending car, trying to save my mother.

……

At the time, I was a little kid who was not even five years old.

But if I had been able to react to the approaching car at that time, it might not have happened.

(... but me, then... why...)

Trying to touch that memory can always get hooked in a corner of your head.

I still remember clearly. The model, the impending engine noise, even the face of the driver who was making extra findings with his phone in one hand.

Sometimes my age was age at the time, and although other memories are vague, only the sight of the moment is firmly engraved in my brain.

While I knew the car was going to stick in.

(How could I... 'I didn't feel'...?

So, the next room - I feel like I heard a rattle coming from the living room, and I'll be right back there.

Look, there's nothing to it. The armor that was standing on the wall was down.

But it woke up, or a chunk of the stuffy blanket lying in the center of the room slowly rose.

"Oh, fuck... wah, but...?

"Whoa, are you awake? Good morning, Belle."

"... oh my goodness!? Huh!?"

Bikun, and the girl knight jumped, revealing her jersey from the fallen blanket.

"Oh, wow, I...!

Look around the grate and compare the sheets packed in the couch to the face of the drift protection.

……

With a face to say something, I grabbed the blanket and shut up.

Me, I fell asleep in the same room as Lugo......!?

I dared not touch what was written on my face, and the boy spoke as usual.

"Yes, yes. We don't have any food right now. I'm sorry, but for now, I need you to bullshit me with your luggage cell phone food in the morning. I'll get you something later."

"Uh, yeah."

"Are you hungry?

"No, not yet..."

"What am I, too? Ok......"

If you look at the analog clock on the wall, before 7: 00 a.m.

"Hey, can I check something out?"

"Did you even look into it?

Oh, nodding, modern Japanese boys say it as normal.

"Let's find out how to get back to Grim Crows"

I even miss my own footsteps going up the stairs with tons. Now there, the sound of a modest slipper like a girl knight follows.

A narrow hallway upstairs - a few steps through a narrow space that is not even enough to call it, to reach the place of destination.

"Arrival"

"Is this...? Oh, the library?

Looking at a very ordinary wooden door with no elaborate decorations or anything, Belgrette leaned her neck strangely.

I declared I would look into it, so I guess that's what I thought with the 'over there' feeling. But naturally, there can't be such a thing in the home of Arihai parents and children who have nothing to do with the average Japanese family, which is also reading, etc.

"No, it's just my room."

Frankly, the girl mumbled.

"What is it, Belko? Are you conscious? Heh heh."

"Hey, what the heck? BE, sticky......"

"Well, calm down. If you think about it, it's just the two of us in this house right now, and you don't need to be aware you're going into my room now, do you? Feel that."

The girl knight also convinced him, "Yes, maybe it is..." if he said drifting protection in a strangely calm comfort.

"It's been a while, too. Well, it's a small place, but come on in."

Push open your own door with a bitter smile,

――――――――

The shield stood up.

I haven't been in my room in six months.

It hasn't changed.

Also a study desk with a low spec desktop computer on it. And a pile of magazines that can't get into the bookshelf and are piled on the floor. And the iron array placed beside it. Miscellaneous futon beds, too.

Nothing has changed - back then, as it were.

The difference is that they seem somewhat dusty.

".................. haha"

With myself gone, maybe the room's been cleaned up. Until the door was opened, there were not many such concerns.

Although. The private room I saw was too much as it was at the time, as if nothing special or anything...

"..., Lugo..."

"Mm, ooh. Hey........................ Oh, that!?

Called, the boy realizes for the first time.

My cheeks, the tears are telling me.

"Hey, bad in the dirty room! Look, I haven't cleaned in a long time...! Dirty, dusty, in my eyes, come in..."

I can't hide it. It's a tear, and the words get clogged independently of the will.

Nothing, I thought.

The untrained things I left behind in this hometown are better than I thought. Even when I actually came back, I shouldn't have had much emotion.

It's like opening your own door has opened the lid of emotions you didn't even know about at the same time -

"... me, nothing, oh... is..."

Wipe the tears with your sleeves, and the drifting guard turns away from Belgrette in a hurry.

"... maybe not what I say..."

Beyond her back, her gentle voice reaches.

"Welcome back, Lugo"

I couldn't stand it anymore.

The boy cried down on the spot, as if everything he was holding back had overflowed.

"... uh... well, sit in bed... but stay in the summer futon"

"Ugh, yeah."

"Oh, and don't stand by the window."

Quickly telling him to hide the illumination that made him cry, Liquid Protection looked out the window sneaking.

"Windows......, I see. You're on alert for the assassination, aren't you?

"No, you're not."

This girl has explained Modern Japan several times, but there still seems to be a part of her that she doesn't understand.

…………

The landscape that spreads out the window is the asphalt road with the houses across the street and nothing strange. The whole house face-to-face has fortunately been vacant for a long time, and you don't have to worry about people. As far as I can confirm, it doesn't even seem like someone moved in over the last six months.

Just a trail stretching between that house and the Arihai family. It's a narrow road where light cars are likely to struggle to cross, but if passers-by and others look up from it, this window will be rounded out.

As a neighborhood recognition, Arikai Father is currently absent. My son is missing. I mean, there's not supposed to be anyone in this house right now. Passengers witnessed me and I wanted to avoid getting into trouble.

For the same reason, I can't even pull a curtain. Instead, at night, if you cover the windows with blackout curtains and dark screens, you'll also be able to turn on the lights.

First he made sure there were no shadows in the vicinity, and the drift protection gently moved away from the window.

"I don't want people to see me right now."

"Mmm... ok"

Belgrette had not pursued it in depth. He's been distracted by the fact that he's cried so much now.

"Well, uh... I'll elaborate on the wax later."

Now, if we don't get close to the window - I mean, if someone doesn't see us, that's fine, so let's just put it behind us around there, and I'll finish the conversation.

"... All right"

I pulled out my desk chair, sat back, and turned on my computer. A large longitudinal body, as if it rebelled against the current flow of space-saving yesterday, roars to its long turn.

"Become, what noise? Are you ringing from that box? So, what do you say?

"Ha. Uh-huh, this. Don't worry, it's not suspicious."

After waiting for plenty of minutes or so, the desktop finally appeared on the screen. Sometimes I wasn't much of a computer user, and the wallpaper stays the OS default. I don't even have any software that is particularly useful. Specularly, there's also a reason why I can't put in too much sawdust.

"That's... just like it was downstairs... uh, TV, right?

Quickly, a fantasy girl who finds out about the instruments of civilization pokes a spare spot.

"Mm-hmm. That sounds just like it, but it's not TV. It's called a computer... I don't know how I explained this..."

"Hmm... what could be close if we were to compare it to what we have in our world?

"Hmmm... maybe there's no mon over there that looks alike. You can see what a bunch of people have knowledge of, you can see books and maps, you can use them instead of notebooks... you know time and weather... and anyway, I might just say a bunch of handy boxes. I can find all kinds of information I need. According to people, you can kill as much time as you want just using this."

"Hmm... I don't know, but that's amazing. A fountain of information…"

"The Fountain of Information is poetic again."

In fact, how did you explain this to a completely ignorant human being? Even with that divine chant, Oracle, there can't be anything that rivals this convenience.

I have heard the phrase "fully developed science and technology cannot be distinguished from magic". Perhaps the society of modernity has reached its realm just because we are not aware that its environment is commonplace.

"This, Pa... So, you mean, let's find a way back to Grim Crows?

"Well...... right. But it's not like I can look into anything from one to ten."

Instead, you can't even find a way to get to that other world or anything.

It's better than nothing, and it's suspicious if it is. But it's not like there's more to it than actually being able to come and go with such a world. Maybe...

Click on the icon and launch your Internet browser. Slightly wait, the front page of the provider under contract was displayed.

……

I was also thinking about the possibility that I had been terminated from my online contract because I was gone, but it seemed to be a concern.

Looking at the page all the time, there was no news that bothered me. There are very peaceful topics lined up, such as what happened to the people of Idol. As an exodus guardian who didn't originally watch much television, there were no articles that attracted much interest.

... Six months after I was gone. The public doesn't care about that, it's turning around just like before.

Open a famous search site, now arm in arm with what to do.

…………

The first thing that occurred to me - to try to do a search in my name.

But the fingers stretched out onto the keyboard are as stiff as they were frozen.

(... the fact that I'm gone made a scene, huh...?

Indeed, this world keeps spinning around with nothing where one of the drift guardians disappears.

But.

In the early summer evening, he disappeared neglectfully as a boy high school student and Arishi shield. If it was this little country town, it would have been treated as a little case at the time. It has nothing to do with the reputation of the shipwreck. The fact that each person is gone is unusual enough here. Unlike that grim crowded different world.

It would have been reported in regional news on television, as well as in local newspapers. Even on a national scale, it could have been on the internet news for a day or so. That's on the front page of an earlier provider, etc. Naturally, the police should be out of business.

(Did the police search the first week or so...?

Then about six months went by, and the world also fits in when it forgets the existence of such news - something like that.

(...,... something...)

Second, I'm getting scared of knowing.

If you were making a scene with the public, the bigger it is. You shouldn't have fallen for yourself, but somehow you even end up in a stingy mood of criminals being arranged.

"Okay. That's right...!

So I typed a certain name in momentum so I could get away half way.

That is - Iwawave Fai, and.

"Ooh!?

Moments, I'm surprised I can't help but turn it upside down.

"What's going on?

Something tells me that the risen Belgrette peeks into the display.

"No, this is it..."

On the simple input screen, there was a skewed line of related search term candidates that came out simply by typing 'Iwawave Fai'. "Iwawave Fai Missing," "Iwawave Fai Missing," "Iwawave Fai Research" - among other things, "Achievements" and "Neutrino" and so on, the name and the various words that follow.

"It's kind of full of letters... what's this?

"Oh, this is exactly what I'm looking into right now...... oh well. Didn't you ever tell Bell child in detail? This rocky wave is Dr. Rock's real name."

"! Yes, what..."

"So, I've been trying to find out a lot and put in the doctor's name, because that's just how much information I've got. I'm a little surprised."

"Wow...... wow. I can't believe I could do that..."

In the meantime, if you show search results for names only, the university will find it difficult to do research and the pages will be lined up.

(No...)

I recall having been distracted to ask Dr. Locke before. In other words:

(Doctor, what were you researching over here...?

For one thing, I'll open a page that only says' Iwawave Fai 'that came out at the top of the search results. When I saw the image that appeared patty in the center, Belgrette reacted immediately.

"Ah, Dr. Rock!... right? That, but... much younger than now...? Is this, Chasin?

"Yes, yes. That's right, Mr. Bell, you swallow fast. This is that one... isn't that a picture from about twenty years ago? You're pretty young. You've been snow-coloring your hair along the muddy national highway ever since, this guy."

It even contains detailed data as to whether it is a lab age profile that I was enrolled in.

I am from Kanagawa Prefecture (Hatsune). A background that doesn't seem to be understandable to drift protection. The name of a laboratory whose kanji is difficult to read. And...

(... astrophysics, professor of...?

As the difficult name suggests, what it means is not pinned down for drift protection.

I tried searching in Astrophysics, but even reading the information written in an Internet encyclopedia, I couldn't understand its contents because it was too difficult for me to protect myself from vagrancy. It only comes to mind how astronomy does it, how cosmology does it, how it seems to be an area of small, difficult discipline.

When I opened some of the other pages, I had been awarded an award that I didn't really understand the doctor-sponsored theory, but all the texts that I was reading and about to get a headache continued.

"No... I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm not sure about the details... Doctor, it sounds like you were a really great researcher in this world."

"It is. But I guess that's natural, too. Competent."

"As far as I'm concerned, I was seriously thinking about a suspicious Osama Sen with a priori for sex crimes..."

"Also, say that...... Oh, yeah. If the name alone gives you that much information...... what happens if you check out Lugo's name?

"Huh!? That's... well, later..."

Instead, this is what's happening as a result of the hesitation I just made about it.

"Really? Hmmm...... ah! My name, I wonder what happens......!?

Mm-hmm. I have pure, clean eyes that I don't know about the Internet scare thing. I want this girl to be that innocent forever. and so on.

"Ha, give it a try"

I try typing 'Belgrette', but that name doesn't hit me in the first place. A relatively similar sounding foreigner's name or something like a game character's name would come out, but it would be a reasonable result.

"You didn't answer anything? Too bad...,..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?

The gaze of the girl knight, who should have been looking at the screen, has been dropped, if noticed, to the hand of the drift guard - that is, to the keyboard.

"I've been wondering for a while now... on that board... are you putting letters out there?

"Sort of. Do you want to give it a shot, Belko?

"What!? So, but..."

"It's going to be a valuable experience. Try it, try it."

"So, I wonder if I can..."

Lecture how to operate the keyboard lightly by letting it sit in a chair, but it still seems difficult for guests from different worlds, and it lasts a rough time.

Everything was well done in the Grim Crows, Perfect Superman Belgrette. What a precious, fresh and smiling way she is pushing the keys one by one as she pins her index finger.

"Hard......, my shoulder is going to hurt...... So, but this... key, is it? The feeling of pushing this could be a little fun"

"Ha. It's not that kind of game."

If I let him play music games, he might get out of the picture. I was a girl knight fighting the keyboard with a serious look on my face for a while.

".................. eh"

Suddenly, I rise up momentum as if I were determined to do something.

"Ooh? What the hell, Belle boy?"

"Uh..."

A little shy to say, the adolescent boy also guessed.

"Ooh. Um... I taught you once in the evening, how to use it okay?

"Did you grab it?... Oh, uh, yeah. It's okay, I think."

"Can you go alone? Should I follow you?

"Well, I said it's okay!

Bergrette leaves the room, excusing me for a moment so I can end the conversation. Uhm, what an itch in one toilet.

(If this was the colorful flower guy, I'd say no to his house - he'd go in there and say, "I came back because my uncle was reading the paper with a flurry inside"...)

Think that far and lean back with a grand sigh.

(…, colorful flowers……)

Arishi shield, now.

I'm sending forward some big issues. I dare not think about it. There's got to be more to do and more to do than just come back like this. But he turns away, saying, "Let's find out how to get back to Grimcrows," and so forth, looking for a way out.

(Still... hey, I'm confused... I'm just busy. Damn)

Goddamn it, I typed in 'Grim Crows' and did a search. But naturally, there will never be anything related to that world. A sentence containing each individual word just catches my eye for things like one, Grimm, or Crowes.

(Hmm? No, I've never thought about it in depth before...)

Grimcrows, a fantastic otherworldly of swords and magic. I wonder what the origin and meaning of that name is.

(Grimm, Crowes...... this, is it English as it is?

If you think about it separately, it's a familiar word together.

If you hit 'Grimm' to try and tap the entertainer, you'll see search results like Do About Famous Fairy Tales, The Law of Those Names, etc. Originally, it seems to be a German-speaking surname.

(In the case of Grimcrows, the Germans' names come from... That's right. English, the spelling is...... grim is fine)

Still in my first year of high school, my grades weren't a very praiseworthy category, and I didn't even know what it meant to be familiar. If you type in the search screen...

(… 'grim' … meaning 'horrible', 'cruel', 'cruel' …)

A line of disturbing expressions with what you do.

Why. I felt terribly uncomfortable, like I knew something I didn't have to know.

(... What about Crowes?

By the way, a story I had heard from the Doctor before was that he would write 'Crowes' instead of 'Close'.

I'll look into it the same way.

(Hmmm...... This is kind of annoying...)

First, 'Z' was the crook. Is it one word for 'Crowes', or is it something with an 'S' on 'Crowes'? And 'K' uses either 'C' or 'K'? The same goes for 'b', which uses' L 'or' R '?

For example, in the case of crows, there is a wide variety of translations, even if only a lot of research has been done. Simply being a person's name, it's about ravens, it's a verb that means scratching, makes reading the same but completely different word.

(... "craw"... do you still read this as Crowe? I'm not talking about C or R anymore, there's too much similarity...... Meaning... 'stomach', 'bare sac' thats'...?

I didn't know, so I'll copy and paste it and find out what it means.... and this seems to be one of the digestive tracts found in many animals, where food eaten is temporarily stored.

(Uh, I'm swelling my throat when I feed my cunt or something, is that what you mean)

Grim Crows. Cruel bare sac. or stomach.

(bait waiting for digestion...... whats up? that world itself)

For, who is about to swallow?

Exactly too much leap, or drift protection sighs.

In the first place, 'Grimcrows' is not necessarily from English or Earth's language.

In that world, for example, there exists its own language, beginning with ancient Rastalid. Names such as' Norstación ', a group that once caused terrorism in the Wang capital, and' Opto ', one of the transcendents of the College of Midir, are said to be named by quotation from this language.

Indeed, Belgrette's name should have also been derived from that language.

This is often also used as a source of discourse with regard to the two names given to the chanter Mage, and the name of the resentful demon at the end.

Assuming that word only makes sense in that other world, it would be useless to look into it here.

It's not always right to cut with grime and crows in the first place. It could be Grimklo Wuz, or G. Rimklow Wuz.

(It's not obvious, this...)

If you hit the browser back in a row whilst sighing, Dr. Rock, who just checked - no, he showed information about Iwawave Fai.

(Oh, no...)

So, fu, the person behind the brain of the drift protection came to mind.

The same Japanese who lost their way into that other world as themselves and the Doctor. Festived as the 'Witch of the Divine Domain' in the Lefe Witchcraft Kingdom, this moment will also be encouraging the training and work of the people as much as possible, a high school girl who once served as vice president of the Student Council on this side.

In other words, "Sakuragiri Yukizaki" was entered in the search field. - Of,

"... that?

I'm not coming out.

At the same time as myself, that girl student who should have gone missing the same way. But a search result like that doesn't hit anything.

"Wrong...?

The name 'Saeri' makes you read that in a slightly unusual combination of kanji characters. Would I have remembered it by mistake?

(No, he said it was in a cherry branch, and it fits... I thought you said Sakuragiri was from Niigata)

During my stay at the Lefe, there was such a topic in the conversation.

I try to hit "Niigata High School Girl Sukizaki Sakuragiri Missing" in more detail, but I still didn't get any incidents or names like that.

"Hmmm......?

Is it not a good way to find it? It is, in any case, a vast sea of nets. There must still be some way to find out, and the boy started hitting the keyboard again without stopping.