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

"... I'm home"

"Welcome back..., Lugo, what's up? The wound..."

When I returned home quietly from the back door, Belgrette, who had greeted me, opened her eyes visibly.

"No, well..."

The so-called cuttlefish.

But it is not a current shield that is taken without exchange. I repelled with sanctions and came back as if nothing had happened - though. Though there was no great pain, he was cutting his lips a little.

When I tried to manipulate my opponent's attack with the same feeling as Grimcrows, it was the first time I realized that my body was' heavy 'and I got a fist.

Although neither world changes so much in daily life, this sensory difference is still significant in the struggling acts where slight movements affect it.

"Hey, I got caught in a fight with a chimp..."

"Really?

It was a Belgrette with a slightly surprising face, but to that extent as a reaction. If you thought about it with the feeling of Grimcrows, this extent is a routine tea meal. but big problem in modern Japan. The police may be here by now.

"By the way, I can't believe you tried to set things up with Lugo... there were reckless people there."

A good girl knight, known only to Lugo Aliumi at Raindeer, sighs so in a slightly grumpy mood.

"I'll treat that wound for now... Ah"

He was a Belgrette who tried to reach for his driftshield face, but as I recall, he was hazy. Yes. In this world, the divine chant Oracle does not express itself. Naturally, I can't even use healing techniques.

"'Cause it's okay. Like this, you can leave me alone and it'll heal soon."

I moved across her worried looking and into the closed, dim living room of the curtain, somewhat lowering my back to the couch.

I just went to drop off my deposit. I just did a little 'exercise' in the process, but I felt terribly tired.

It is heavier than expected.

That you must dive your breath and act so that your presence does not come to light. And...

"Belle, what do you think of me?

"Hih!? Suddenly what..."

Smiling that Belgrette, sitting face-to-face, was openly freaked out, she also rushes to correct the way she says it.

"Ah, ha, bad bad. Not in a weird way... you know, warriorly or... intensely. As one warrior, as a fighter, like."

She was also a knight of a girl who leaned her neck strangely in response to various questions.

"That's... without a threshold, I think you're a great warrior. Favnar or Dino down, become a guerrilla, cross over with Enrokak or Predirekke, and win the heavenly banquet...... The other day, we turned from Zuwira Shamour's body into a counterattack...... I thought it might be the return of Geisserius. Honestly, I don't think there's a more resilient warrior than Lugo."

"Ha... thanks. But..."

Even though I am too flattered by the praise, I speak of drift protection.

"I'm not."

Like penance. Tell the truth you've been hiding.

"What?"

He's not such a fine guy.

"... Lugo? What's the matter, all of a sudden... that"

"I totally forgot."

Or were you just trying not to think about it? Aware of a self-derisive grin.

"I... just a falling out. I lost track of my goal, I was apathetic... I was scattered around, I'm just a scumbag."

It had been spouted in such a tone as to confess the sins it had kept secret.

"Lugo......?

I wonder what you're talking about.

In Belgrette's eyes, there are signs of confusion.

"To the Bell child... how far were you talking? In this world, about me."

"Mmm... a student who attends a study hall just like us, and has been craving martial arts called karate since childhood..."

Yes. I'm only talking about that, that's not obvious.

I haven't told you anything that's inconvenient or you don't want to think about.

"I am."

Pompous, I started talking.

Karate I started when I was a kid and was quite confident. The provincial tournament that it failed to work. A pointless day refracted and emptied. Fights repeated many times in the city. Depression without sunshine.

"... so it was Ryoshi Kirihata who hit that final and it was him. He was strong already. They did it so quickly, I don't remember exactly what happened then."

The first thing I got was a mid-section poke to the abdomen. That's when they took everything. After that, they immediately took the effective beating, and it ended with a kick in the upper circle. I didn't pass out, but I'm not sure of my memory. There must have been some shock of tension and the first defeat.

It was just certain. So - that everything I've built up so far has been easily disintegrated.

"In the end, I'm a frog in a well everywhere..."

I can't even be the strongest in this little country town, in the brackets of high school students.

As a result, what I was doing is no different than the people who have been involved in trying to show off their money. I was just hitting someone irrelevant with an indelible depression. Hold a selfish absolution mark in your chest that you won't mind because they're crumbs.

"I'm talking about a mess. I'm not the one who went to Grimcrows, the stronger guy... if they were like Kirihata or some professional fighter, they probably did it better than me at all"

With half a laugh, there was a leak of feminine stupidity.

Arishi shielding is never a special warrior or anything. It's impossible that Belgrette... is such a legendary figure as the people of that world imagine...

Its work in Grimcrows could only consist of being able to exert 'somehow' incredible power in that world.

I can't find any clues about how to return in an unexpected way and return to that other world again. On the other hand, we cannot even keep Belgrette hidden unnoticed by anyone.

I really don't have any power, I'm just a kid......

The weak noise that exhales also bottoms out, often surrounded by damp silence.

Belgrette, who was just quietly over listening,

"Yes."

I just nodded.

"But it's Ariu Milugo."

I didn't know the meaning of that word she uttered, and the boy became proper.

"The crisis in the College and the fact that it saved our lives… it was the appointment of the guerrillas who controlled the fighting and decorated the victory at the Heavenly Bombardment Feast. It was nobody else who made them… Aliu Milugo."

"No, but..."

"Someone else could have done better... what an assumption, pointless. You actually met us and helped us because you... are Aliu Milugo"

"... bell child..."

"No one... hits a wall, frustrates... or makes a mistake. It's hard to tell people, and I think it's one or two of the past I want to make things I didn't have, what I have. Naturally for me, and I'm sure... for that Geisserius. That's just not bothered to be in the biography."

"... I don't know..."

"Huh. That's not true. There's nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to fail... because there's no such perfect person."

The girl, smiling and asserting, was dazzled, kind of sorry, and drifting away was annoying.

"Come on Lugo, it's time for lunch... what are we going to do today?

That's how a girl knight in jersey makes her snort play her voice rough, even though she's not even a cannibal character. I could see you were trying to force me to brighten the air, but now I was happy with that care.

"... right... All right, cup udon noodles today."

"Cup...... udon?

"Mm-hmm. You see it faster than you explain. I'll get ready. Just a minute."

Standing up and heading to the kitchen, the drift guard stops perfectly on the way.

Turn around,

"... Belle, let's go home"

As a matter of course, say.

"What...?

To a girl knight staring at me with a surprise face,

"Together. Together... to Grim Crows... to Raindeer, 'Let's Go Home'"

Clearly, I declared that.

"But... Lugo..."

Belgrette's surprise was most impressive.

Perhaps she thought, vaguely.

Even if we find a way to cross to Grimclows from now on. I was wondering if Lifeguard would go to that world anymore.

You couldn't have wanted it, too suddenly traveling between worlds.

He wanted to go back to this modern Japan after he lost his shield. Because that wish didn't come true, because I had to keep living in that world.

"Lugo, you, but... eh"

"We talked about it now. I don't have much left in this world. He actually came back and surprised himself."

Indeed, I wept at the nostalgia of my hometown - my parents', my room. I touched the gentleness of the reunited grapefruit and felt sincerely glad to be back.

On the other hand, unexpected clutter became stuck.

You'll be showered by yourself for a long time, public gaze.

An unforgettable miserable past.

The same thing about 'coming'.

For example, what would I do if I were to live in this modern society in the future? A mediocre rural public high school with no significant deviation. Even though it wasn't a praiseworthy achievement, it's six months behind the perimeter. Advancement to sophomore year is not such a long way off either. Is it possible to catch up now?

As desperate as it could be recovered, the blank six months follow. What happened in the meantime? Weren't you involved in a bad case? Oh, this is the guy who was missing the example. Wasn't there a problem with the bare line? That makes people prying. It will also be pointed out in future interviews, etc.

Above all, what would you do from there if you could get over them and line up with everyone else on the same line?

Leaving high school, and beyond? I don't have any special, future dreams or goals. In this modern Japan, where it is difficult to crawl up if it falls, Arishi Current Protection is already on the verge of stepping off its feet...

"... I'm Lugo Aliumi, the guerrilla from" Fist Strike Luckerz ". He's missing in the middle of a mission right now. It's natural to 'go back' properly...... right?

If you flaunt your shoulders as you put it out of the way,

"... are you okay...? So..."

For a moment the question of Belgrette, as if he had seen through the depths of his heart, was jammed with words to return.

"... that's okay"

Like a lid on your heart.

Like running away from something.

"That's okay."

Small, small mouthed.

As if that were a manifestation of unshakable stray.