Return to Grim Crows.
Even though we have consolidated our resolve, that does not make the status quo work.
"Hmmm......"
No matter how much information you fish in the ocean of the Internet, no progress has been made. As a matter of course, we all remained blind to such things as how to intentionally cross to Grimcrows. If you look at the clock on the taskbar, it's already about to be six o'clock in the evening.
(Holy crap...... I guess I'm just online and it's over for the day...)
This way, he stretches out his body and squeaks his shoulders and neck.
By the way, Belgrette is currently taking in the clothes that were dried in the next room. The washing machine seemed to handle it without any problems, and I had the feeling that I was beginning to get acquainted with modern civilization as soon as possible.
(Ha. That's the best thing you've ever done... whoa)
I think it's time to boil it in the bath as I prepare dinner, and I get up out of my chair.
……
Take it easy online, work your chores. As soon as I realized I was able to return uncomfortably to modern Japanese life, I headed to the bathroom.
"Dude...,"
Arishi Current Protection just glances at you in amazement.
"What's going on, this......!?
The place is a stripper. Flow protection stands on a timeless, old-fashioned analogue scale. The gaze of perplexity is poured into the scale.
As I lit the bath, I casually tried riding the scales that caught my eye, but an unexpected anomaly occurred.
"No, no, that's crazy."
Once off the thin plate of the scale, ride again.
……
However, the results shown by the red needle are still the same.
This spring was the last time I took accurate physical measurements, but until then, as the end of a martial arts addict, my self-specs were well managed and grasped.
He is one hundred and sixty-seven centimeters tall and weighs seventy-five kilos. Sometimes it means growing up, and now it will be somewhat above those figures (I especially want it to be over one hundred and seventy tall).
At Grimcrows, the weight figures became as if they were separate. Yeah, and I didn't feel the need to grasp the exact specs by moving away from karate in the first place, so I didn't even take any particular measurements.
Either way, it's just about six months since the last measurement. It's not that I couldn't increase or lose weight, and it's not that rapidly changing - it should be.
"............, what the hell, this..."
The needle on the scale indicated - eighty-nine kilograms.
I feel (unfortunately) almost unchanged in height. Sometimes I used to fight and practice in that world, and the overall meatballing does increase in thickness. New clothes soon became tight, or such parts felt daily. But still...
"Nearly fifteen kilometers more, hey..."
If there has been an outward change in tall or fat, it must be pointed out by the first teak to meet again in six months.
"Actually, it's broken or something...?
Try putting the detergent set on the scale somewhat, but it shows a figure that is properly commensurate with the content.
"Seriously......"
But on the other hand, I was good at it. Hold the ends of the lips that cut faintly and hurt. Needless to say, there is a small wound sustained in a daytime fight. I couldn't cope with my guts because of the difference between my senses and Grimcrows, and I got a decent fist of my opponent...
'What... this guy...!?
The surprise-filled voice and expression of "The Religious Bastard" strikes me badly.
Despite the direct hit, it didn't work at all.
Conversely, the counterattack of the drift shield blew the two not so different in stature as funny. Whereas it is also that other world, between humans on the same earth, between Japanese boys - why so far, an overwhelming difference of power was created.
- It is this weight that can be considered as the reason for this.
An element that is often negligible in battle genre pieces for young people, for example, but the 'weight of the body' is directly linked to strength.
Regardless of the overall martial arts, which can also compensate for the difference to some extent with skill, there are seventeen classes, ranging from minimal to heavy, as far as boxing crosses from the front with only two arms and standing moves. From this, let's also deduce the importance of the weight difference.
And I don't even have to think about it in depth. If you're big, you're naturally strong, and if you're heavy, you're still strong.
That's probably why in the world of fiction, it can be a strong character if a narrow line of beautiful boys do it to give it unexpectedness. As a fighter, I can honestly feel bitter about such portrayals.
(... and you're as annoying as you want to be 'over there'... You're thin, me and the good-looking hosts who hung out from the front...)
It reminds me of a beautiful young man characterized by burning red hair and red balls eyes, and sticks to his face. Well, that's why I don't like him, and he convinced me in a strange way.
Anyway...
(Eighty-nine kilos... it will reach the heavyweight already... What's stuck in this body, seriously...)
Weighting up beyond the realm of common sense, which simply cannot be explained by increased muscle mass. I dropped my gaze on my body with the look of something creepy, but I had no idea what was likely to be a factor in it.
I don't know why I saw it, but there are other possibilities...
(Bones... or something?
If the underlying skeleton is tough, it only gets hit for that amount and it also increases strength.
Nevertheless, there will be limits to whatever it takes. It can't possibly cause me to gain so much weight.
It's just...
(I'm pretty sure Grimcrows is the reason...)
It seems like it has something to do with the tremendous power you've wielded in that world, but there's just nothing you can do with your knowledge of drift protection. If there's a factor in the fantasy world, it wouldn't be fruitful to look it up online.
With that in mind, a pippy and electronic sound rang from the kitchen.
"Oops."
I used a kitchen timer to make dinner. In a hurried fashion, Liquid Protection left the bathroom early.
While going up a ton of narrow stairs leading upstairs.
"Ugh..."
"Hey, Belle."
Looking back at his troubled voice, Belgrette following him was rubbing his abdomen with a sinister face.
"Is that it? Could my beef bowl have been a bad idea...?
Yesterday we ended up having a treat at the Teak House, so our planned homemade beef bowl was revealed earlier.
"Oh, no. Rather the other way around, it's delicious... so since I came to this Nihon, I've been eating and eating and I haven't moved, and I think I'm about to lose my body..."
"Mm... you're right"
The same was true of drift protection in that regard.
Three days early to return to modern Japan. Sometimes I care about people, and I don't do any training at all. Whatever you do in the future, it won't be a good idea as it is.
"That's it...... why don't you go for a run later"
Even in the glaring sense of the surroundings, it may be more natural and less suspicious to be jogging than wandering weirdly.
Return to the room. Stream protection is in front of the computer, and Belgrette calms her hips a little at the edge of the bed. Together, it was becoming a fixed position.
"Hmmm......"
Liquid protection frowned bitterly as he touched the mouse and unscrewed the screensaver.
Sure, not good. It sits in front of the computer and stares at the screen all day. Physically and mentally, it can't be good.
Number one, it's jammed. I didn't think any more drifting through the ocean of electronic networks would give me that information about the other world.
Then it makes me feel like we should check out that alley we were walking in just before we made the otherworldly transition, or try that park we came to again.
"... All right. Not later, but from now on..."
On the verge of standing up, a pop-up was displayed in the lower right corner of the screen informing me of the receipt of the e-mail.
"Mmm..."
I didn't originally utilize computers that much. There was nothing like exchanging emails with people. Instead, I haven't given anyone an address because I don't have many opportunities to use it.
The incoming email is determined to be a notification of a royalty charge from the provider or a promotional advertisement from a site registered using the address.
(Hmm? The subject line is also blank... I don't know. It's from the address...)
Click once you've read it or without thinking deeply about it,
"- - - Is...?
Arishi shield was just stiff.
Just received an email.
The body that was noted there.
Short and simple, that sentence.
"If you want to cross the world again, head with Belgrette to Sazuru Park on December 3rd at 9pm."
"- - What... oh, shit"
I almost got a glare.
A concise and extreme sentence. But in it, there is a huge amount of information.
"... what's wrong, Lugo?
Guess how shitty it is, or the risen Belgrette peeks in from behind.
"... this, what...?
And not as drifting protection, but I still frowned in surprise.
"Email... it's like a letter you can exchange on your computer. So, now... just someone sent me to open it..."
Both gaze often and continue to be poured into the short text.
"Who, but...?
A whiny Belgrette word would be the first question to have.
"... no, it doesn't say his name"
No subject, only the aforementioned body. From the sender's address - @ onwards, it belongs to a free email that anyone can easily get.
Then it's a hoax.
(No, that's impossible...)
This sender.
We know about ourselves. I know about a different world called Grimcrows. I know that you two have come to this modern Japan. On the contrary, I even know how to cross from this Japan to that other world - and I can receive it.
(No, no, no, no, what the heck is that...! How mon...!?
As if the time that had stopped had set in motion, surprise and impatience had now erupted.
In particular, no one else can possibly know how Lifeguard and Belgrette came to this modern day Japan. Except for ourselves, who fell into the great hole of that abandoned castle and thus reached it.
"Sassazl Park, what do you mean...?
"... oh, they were throwing us out when we came to the world over here, that's the park"
No decorations, no nothing, frank sentences.
If you want to interpret it honestly as it is, you can take Belgrette to Sacrane Park on the third of next month, at nine o'clock at night, and you can go to Grimcrows again - that is. Rather, there is no other way to bend it.
Though that in itself is something to be fully stunned about.
"Seriously... who, what...?
Who the hell have you been sending this email to?
(Wait, wait, wait. It's not a question of who. I can't believe he's here! That's crazy, you're over-deployed...!
Without waking up to the confusion, he opens the screen for the creation of reply emails, typing in the letters so that they are hurried.
'Wait a minute. Who the hell are you?
I accidentally typed it wrong again and again with a trembling finger, to ask the natural question. If you push the send button in.
(………… could be sent)
Without causing any errors, the email flew away normally.
At least someone using this address will mean that it does exist. The letters and numbers that make up its contents only seemed appropriate, from which it seemed impossible to deduce the other person.
(Reply would not come...... I guess)
I sent him on impetus, but hopes are dim.
If you're willing to explain yourself, you're likely to send me a detailed description after you've revealed who you are and how you came from the beginning.
(But at least this guy...)
I know Grim Crows. On the contrary, if there is no falsehood in the text, I also know how to travel to that other world.
What way is that? Think from where you are specifying time, will something like a gate open that connects Earth to Grimclaws? Or is there some kind of power in this person...
Moments, the thought of drift protection stained the void.
"..............., Divine Chant" Oracle "...?
Squeeze, squeal.
"... Lugo? What's the matter with you? What's wrong with the Divine Chant Oracle?
"No...... This is it... if you do what this sentence says, you can go back to Grimcrows."
"That's how... you can take it."
"How... how do we get back? This... isn't this sender's trick using the Divine Chant" Oracle "? That's the art of crossing worlds."
"..., make the world...?
That's where Belgrette seemed to notice, too.
A magical and incredible force that exists in Grimcrows. With it, wouldn't it do such a miracle? Allow the act of crossing and moving across worlds and spaces.
"Whatever it takes, it's..."
Belgrette gets stuck in words. I knew what I was trying to say.
I've never seen or heard of such a technique.
At present, the technique of systems like instantaneous movement has not been confirmed. Refuge yourself, that's what I always thought. I wish I could come and go more easily between the college and Wangdu, which takes eight hours to get back and forth. I wish it was easier to get to the cities and villages I go to on assignment.
In a world where magical and incredible abilities exist, the means of travel are authentic with carriages. He spends days, weeks, etc. frightened by the raids of bandits and resentment demons.
When it comes to "being able to travel between planets," when that's GrimCrows' basic "standard," we're no longer talking about digits.
"Besides, assuming such a technique existed... there is no soul and mind" Prarna "in this chicou, is there? Then you can't possibly use it. If it were a technique of that magnitude, even the soul and mind power to consume, Prarna, would be on a tremendous scale.... No, I knew it was such an imitation... I don't even think 'Penta' is possible..."
……
Yes, it is. Even Belgrette, the brilliant chanter Magee, is only able to give water to the extent that it drips in this world. Assuming there was a technique to fly over the planet as well, I don't think it could be activated on this planet very well.
"This is what you've been designating on purpose. There's something I can't do without this day... Isn't that the kind of divine chant Oracle? There are fine constraints like days and places, and if you meet them, it activates..."
"Hmmm...... Indeed, there is a technique to be completed based on such complex assumptions. But it's too big..."
"That's the neck, after all"
If so, the mystery deepens.
Moments later, the drift protection nearly slipped off the chair.
In the lower right corner of the screen, a pop-up was displayed informing the incoming email.
"Oh, no way......, eh!
If I clicked hastily, I would have received an email from my earlier address.
"You're lying, I replied!?
When I opened it in a hurry, a longer sentence appeared earlier.
'Your question is best. But now that I've identified myself as something like this, I don't think I can count on your trust. I just told you to explain the situation and believe me, and it shouldn't be something you can honestly believe. Therefore, only let me show you the way concisely. It's up to you. After reflecting on the above, I would like you to make a decision. "
"... No, this..."
Sure, it could be true. Well, maybe...
"... Belle, what do you think of this...?
Looking back, a girl knight with a finger under her chin shrugged.
"... traps, maybe...?
Her opinion of living in a hung up but everyday world is still a knight's standard ready for malice everywhere.
"Because... what has this person been providing this information for...?
"…, indeed"
If the sender of the e-mail knew what was going on with Grimcrows and the street guards. What is the reason why I have been informed of this? What good is it in trying to invite the homeless people to that world? I've been asking that point, and as far as this reply goes, I also feel like I'm going to get ripped off well.
(... No, seriously, who are you all of a sudden)
In the first place, how do you know that the drift guardians are in this world? He said he was hiding so no one could find him.
On the contrary, they even know e-mail addresses they barely use.
"Mm......,"
As Belgrette held her own shoulder, she looked around the room with an anxious face.
"What's up, Belle boy?
"Yeah...... because I hear that the user of excellent far-sightedness technique can catch a glimpse of the scene even from a little gap...... There are people in this world who can do something similar, and they might be watching it from somewhere... I can't believe it. But you shouldn't be able to use the Divine Chant Oracle..."
…………
The Arai family remained deserted for a long time until the drift shelter returned this way.
(Sneak in beforehand and put hidden cameras and bugs around it...?
No, it doesn't, I immediately deny it. It should be a total coincidence that the two of them came to modern Japan in this way.
An event that would have been that cut off - the same from the fact that in the basement of that abandoned castle, the green airflow fell into a swirling big hole. It wasn't intentionally pushed down by anyone. An accidental accident just happened to drop. I'm here as a result. There's no way I can do this in advance.
Then after reaching this modern Japan. When they were all out - for example, while they were invited to the Teak House - would they have broken in and set up something?
(But I have the keys... no, I don't think that's such a chatty story...)
So what if that's the Divine Chant "Oracle"? Are you taking a real-time peek at what's going on in this room by the art of far-sightedness, as Belgrette put it?
(He said that the Divine Chant "Oracle" can't be used here...)
……
No use, maybe it is.
In this way, the prying itself.
It's like I can't imagine.
It's not about surveillance, eavesdropping, or the Divine Chant, Oracle, or anything of that dimension, for example, this opponent sees everything here as if it were God.
"Magical powers and resentment demons are a world where monsters exist. Even God could be real, right? Or - '
"- Call me God. I can't help but have power," something. "
Was that around the time of "Rest of the Ethereal Thunderbird (Raptors Rest)"? Words like that that Dr. Rock used to whine about come back to life in his brain.
(… ha. Don't make it too plain for God around purposefully emailing me like this)
Phew, my nose leaked.
Anyway, as it stands, it is not clear.
"In the meantime, let's put it behind us to think about who he is. So, what do we do, Belle?... 'Ride'?
To this, mysterious sender's invitation.
"... yes,"
The girl knight in jersey becomes a thoughtful face with the same seriousness as on duty.
"No, but... no progress...?
"... oh. Unfortunately, honestly, no more..."
"... then"
Nodding to inspire herself, she refuses.
"I would like to go"
"... right"
Lifeguarding herself, I thought the same.
As Belgrette worried earlier, the possibility of a trap cannot be denied either. but it's a little roundabout for that. In such a sentence alone, vigilance stands first, undeniably. There must be as many other easier ways to protect yourself or make Belgrette a deceased person - or fall into it. Essentially we are alone avoiding people, so there will be mountains of opportunities, means, etc.
"Ok... December 3rd means six days from now... Anyway, go for it, Belle."
Regardless, be vigilant. In time, we will proceed as specified.
Together, of this too abrupt new character... we may also find out who the person who sent us the email is.
"See if we can get back over there with a bee... let's see if we can actually -"
But.
whereas such a snotty suggestion of drifting protection,
"... ugh, yeah..."
The girl knight, for some reason, snorted reluctantly.
"... Belle child?
"... more than that's all I can do, 'I am,' of course I don't mind... Lugo..., so..."
With an uncomfortable look on her face, she sighs and often cruises silence.
"... uh, luggage, you have to be well prepared. Leather armor and swords need to be taken care of."
That's what I said, making a grin.
"Ah. It's time to get rid of the rest of the laundry... Sorry, excuse me for a second."
And as I recall, I leave the room without waiting for a reply from the shield.
…………
The boy just silently dropped off her back like that.
'..., Lugo is..., so...'
Words as good as now.
Is that okay with Lugo?
I'm sure that's the word that was supposed to go on.
Can I go to Grim Crows again when I finally get back to my hometown? Such is the word of inquiry......
"... come on... I'm telling you, so..."
Small, shrugged.
That's somewhere, as if to tell the bewildered self.
"Thank you for your use. We look forward to seeing you again."
Going outside with the clerk's greeting on his back, he was engulfed in the cold night air.
The darkness dominates the sky with a thick cloud darkness, and I don't see any shining stars or moons.
(Because of that, I'd just like to see this moon again in a while)
The name of my beloved sister, the satellite from which it came. The appearance of the unseen and hazy light, 'If it is', certainly coincides with her hazy atmosphere.
…………
On the other hand, however, I also thought it might be better not to see it like this.
Because the moon of the Day of Judgment reminds us of the past... of the cause of mankind.
(Rembrandt plan, huh? It's something to think about)
A cornered person does anything. It was an event that came to mind from the bottom of my heart.
(... so is that with us now? It's not a moon-to-moon noise at all. Involving the world and large numbers of people......)
As I walked out onto the sidewalk of the mall mocking myself, someone hit me more and more on the chest.
"Wow!
It was a little girl student dressed in a blue uniform who wore a buttcake with a rare scream.
"I was there..."
Girl with a child's face, with black hair tied to you on both sides of her head that is likely to be quite long if you untie it. Is it junior high school students or freshman year students? My knees and thighs peek through my shorter skirt, probably at a time when it's getting cold for a long time. It's going to get colder watching.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?
Anyway, I suddenly have an affair with myself jumping out of the store's house. Reaching out with an apology,
"... ugh...! Oh, yes, it's okay..."
She was the one who had been staring at me only for a moment, but soon softened her attitude.
Probably because the other guy was a grown man, and that was a foreigner, too.
"Oops."
"Oh, su, sorry......!
Causing a light girl to look like a little girl made her feel sorry for herself.
"No, it was my fault I popped up all of a sudden. I'm sorry."
I bow my head again, but she has the look of being taken aback by Pocan.
Shortly after I asked myself why I would show such a face, if there would have been an unnatural part of this attitude and response.
"Wow, Serizawa" Seizuki "is bumping into an ultra-looking foreigner who came out of Necafe to meet his destiny... And I'm instantly flirting...... Wow, it's a comic book..."
corner of the sidewalk. A three-knit female student was sending a curious gaze at her glasses, which made her peek only at her face from behind the pole.
"Oh, no! That explanatory tone!
"I saw the whole thing with the housekeeper...... Globalization in the countryside? The waves are pushing..."
"Hey, Riho, are you listening?
"But that's it. Inhumans who come to Japan and speak Japanese properly are personally impressed ~"
In a haphazard exchange between two people who seem to be friends,
(! oops, right)
Understood late.
This girl, called Serizawa, has a surprise face. I was surprised because I spoke Japanese, as a matter of course, only foreigners could see. Break down Babel's wedge for a few starfrosts, accustomed or chronic hearts are horrible. The other day, I asked that researcher, "Were you majoring in English?" and so on, "he said, just asking greatly.
My sister-in-law is Japanese.
"Huh!? What is it?
I tried to reveal one of the reasons for the exasperation, but Serizawa's girl jumps reflexively to make her eyes black and white. He surprised me by speaking up. And apparently it doesn't convey the content.
"Oh, that... um, no... sorry"
"No! Nah, nothing! It's okay!
"Serizawa is too funny to be upset by a global handsome opponent"
"Damn, it's not like that! Shut up, Reebok!
"Uh, so now I'm..."
"Oh, yes! Thank you!?
I have a feeling that I'm not engaging at all, and I'll leave the spot behind so that I half escape.
(Global IKE...... MEN...? What's that supposed to mean? Is that a popular word? Hmmm, girls of my age are hard......)
My sister always scolds me for not knowing my maiden heart.
"Anyway, the maiden Serizawa was too funny, so I'm going to tick at the colorful flowers"
"Stop, call me! I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"No, look, he's always been like that, too, and I need to offer him a laugh once in a while"
"That's what made me look bad.... Well, I don't even have colorful flowers... I wish I'd forgotten about him already - just being careless? But the other day..."
Turn to the accommodation as you listen to the conversations of the girls moving away over your back. The exhaled breath faintly colours white and rises.
This is with the country town, but the clutter at night was felt quite lively.
(... and I guess it's Friday night)
Like the two girls earlier, the youngsters who go bickering. Adults returning to work or entering the restaurant dressed in formal attire.
(... peaceful)
People who will end their lives without being caught up in a struggle over their survival or in the rise and fall of a nation, or anything else, unrelated to such events.
I deliberately involved them living in such a full world.
……
There is no shaking now. It has been repeated many times.
Just be thorough with evil.
Mindful of his liver, he small-mouthed a call that would never reach him.
- I'll be waiting for you, Shield.