Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

"Already! It was really long and annoying. It would have been easier without such a bond. You'll soon be able to tell if you can scratch the body to get it mixed up. You're so unfriendly."

That way of talking.

Using respect, you seem to respect the other person, and the fruit, you don't think about anything but yourself, the narrative.

It sounded too familiar.

It was a tone deeply engraved on my soul.

But.

That can't be right.

'Cause it's Phil.

Phil is the one who talks that way!

I don't care where you look from.

Mine, the most important thing in the world...

We swore each other a future......

Fiancé, what...

"That's something that doesn't quite work. It was a little too late to decide to reset. It would have been easier if I'd been in college - and now I can't pry. Let's see the future! A glorious future awaiting me and my brother!

Makes sense.

I don't know.

Why would Phil talk like that?

Why would Phil call me "brother"?

Bye.

As if.

Phil.

"... hey... what, are you kidding...?

I... put my face in the form of a laugh.

I'm sure that's not too bad.

But.

Still.

"What... 'brother'... You're not my sister, are you? At a time like this, I'm not kidding... Huh! Hey, Phil."

- I'm not Phil.

I looked at Phil, that's him.

With a cold light in his eyes, he assured me.

"Don't be ridiculous, brother. You're not a rude person to mistake your pretty sister for another woman, are you?

"hey... what... what are you talking about!! So... well, yeah... that's fake!? You're imitating Phil with some kind of spiritual art!! When did you switch!? Where did you do the real Phil!!!

"I'm not imitating anything - Philine Posford is me. But I'm not Phil."

"Wow... I don't know, I didn't say it!!!!"

My anger echoes into the junction control room.

It's red blood. The whole place was trying to cover the magic formation.

"I'm not Phil. I was the one who met when I was six, trained with him, kissed him for the first time in the futon, was grabbed by the bandits, scouted by the college, combed up and fought for rank, and got engaged in the primitive where the moon was visible. It's me, brother."

"No!!! thats phil!!!! Memories of me and Phil!!!! You... you, on your own...!!!!!

Why?

Why, I know so much, I know...

You think I kissed you in the futon?

You think you got engaged with the moon in the open?

That's just me and Phil... just me and Phil...

"... ha. Oh, boy."

Anyone with Phil's face.

Anyone with Phil's face on it!

... Worried, sighed.

"I figured - it sounds like the first thing you kill has to be Phil"

... what...?

What is that...

Pattin, and.

Someone's finger in Phil's face - a finger tangled several times - is bounced.

Around, the ground rocked.

In the next moment I thought, the ground itself burst from the bottom.

Through the stone floors, the magic formations, the altars, they all jumped out of -

- Bones?

Made of tons of white bones, it was like a big tree.

"It's something if you look in the ground. More white bone corpses than I can count."

Saying, someone who looked like Phil grabbed onto the trunk of a large white bone tree that kept stretching upwards.

And as the great tree grows, it goes up.

"Hey...... hey!! Where's Phil!! Where's the real Phil!!!

"Follow me, and you'll find out soon enough. Your brother is a very smart man. You're just a little confused right now, aren't you?

A large tree of white bones broke through the ceiling.

While avoiding the debris that had collapsed, someone who looked like Phil was disappearing across the ceiling.

Damn......

Damn, damn, damn!!!!

Chase.

I'm going after you!

So... skin him and help the real Phil!!

I ran through the air in a way along the great white bone tree, avoiding the falling debris.

When I was diving so deep, when I ran up for dozens of meters, I finally saw the light.

When I popped out across the light, it was a familiar place.

First place to fight.

It's a game ground where the Dean's corpse and Rachel fought a terrific battle.

With a big hole in the middle of it, the great white bone tree was growing even bigger.

Far away in the sky, gradually but you can see it spreading like an umbrella.

Looks like he's trying to cover everything in the world like this.

... Is he on top of this?

Trying to fly further up...

I noticed.

The audience evacuated.

There should only be about a corpse here.

There must be no one left.

Yet.

It was noisy.

It was full of hustle and bustle.

No.

No, it's not.

This is called - "Sniffles."

There was anger.

There was a scream.

There was a demon cut off.

Blood is coming.

The meat rolls.

Life is destroyed.

It's not like there are demons.

We don't have enemies that are visible and understandable.

Human.

Humans were killing humans.

It wasn't a fight.

It wasn't such a superior thing.

Killing.

Ravage.

Unilateral violence.

Neither will the shards of reason be there.

A woman caught up with him killed the man who ran away when he showed his back.

A child stuck his finger in and crushed the eyes of an old man begging for his life.

The boy struck the crawling bloody girl over and over with a stone.

It was hell.

I was in the middle of hell.

The brain refuses to understand.

My head turns bright white.

Even what I was about to do just before was completely extinguished.

What,

This?

"- Jack! It's Jack!?

A familiar voice pulls back at me when I was stunned.

If you look at the voice... it was Rachel.

She rushes over as she blows her attacking human with flames.

"Great, we're safe! Good, really..."

"Master..."

In an unintelligible reality, a familiar figure and voice returned, and I relieved myself from the bottom of my heart...

Just a little, calm returns.

"This is... this is, what the hell!? What happened, on the ground! How come people are killing each other!?

"One is... not a person. It's a corpse."

... corpse...?

"This is the spiritual art of the Evil Spirit King Bifronce... the power that can make a corpse look exactly like a living human being...! From the beginning, there was no deactivation! I used a confused corpse and it made me so illusioned!! The purpose of Bifronce was to make us unlock the junction control room......!!

Make the corpse exactly like a living human being...?

The junction wasn't nullified?

The purpose of having the control room unlocked is…?

"... Wow, I don't know. I don't know, Master!! More than that, are your father and mother safe!? And Mr. Posford--"

"Listen carefully, Jack!!

Out loud blocking my words, Rachel grabbed my shoulders.

Strong.

Gently.

"... The Evil Spirit King, Bifronce, with you, entered the Junction Room. So, creating a bond, I killed the altar magician. Isn't that right?

"... what..."

"I know you don't want to admit it! But you have to admit it!! This is happening because the identity of Bifronce is -"

"- No!!!!

I shook Rachel's hand off at will.

I can't see it anymore.

I can't hear you anymore.

Such a reassuring face, such a voice.

"I won't admit it... I won't admit it..."

Right, no.

Wrong.

It's a mistake.

That guy with Phil's face, too.

And Rachel right in front of you!

Guys, I'm talking bullshit!!!!

"... with my father, my mother..."

"Jack!"

"First, find your father and mother and put them in a safe place... yes, then... then put his fur on..."

"Jack!! The two of you..."

"Shut up!!!!!

Screaming, I jump up.

There are no two people inside the arena.

Then I'm sure it's outside!

I can't hear Rachel anymore.

I flew all the way outside the First Martial Arts.

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◆ Raquel ◆

I could have chased Jack away.

But actually, all I could do was drop him off.

... I can't tell you.

I couldn't make it clear to you.

That the identity of the Evil Spirit King Bifronce is Phil no other.

And...

"... right. Everyone else......!?

In the middle of the martial arts, there grew something like a giant tree made of skeletons.

From the big hole that it vacated, Jack seems to have come out.

Then I'm sure Azerea and Elvis are down here too.

If there were such a big hole in the ceiling, the basement where they are could collapse, too.

There are no more boundaries.

If you die... you die.

I leap into the great hole that the great white bone tree has emptied.

I thought at the edge of my head as I fell to the bottom of darkness.

- The Spiritual Art of the Evil Spirit King Bifronce.

Ultimate necromancy.

The ability to make philosophical zombies that are not zombies.

A philosophical zombie is simply a soulless human being.

I have no soul, but I speak and act exactly the same as a human with a soul.

For what you see from the side, you can never tell if you have a soul or not.

Suppose you can tell - yes.

It overlooks this world from the top, like a god.

That's like, for example, a reader against a novel.

If this world was a novel, then you must also know the difference between living humans and philosophical zombies.

Have a soul or not.

Are you a living person or a philosophical zombie?

The difference, if it's a novel...

Yes, I'm sure, I can show it this way.

The (...) point (...) of view (...) between raw (...) people (...) is (...), one (...) person (...) by name (...) by (...) book (...) by (...) by (...).

Tetsu (...) Scientific (...) Zo (...) n (...) Bi (...) 's (...) view (...) point (...) is (...), three (...) people (...) name (...) and (...) book (...) kake (...) na (...) y (...).

If that novel is basically a one-person perspective.

I'm sure there are only soulless philosophical zombies out there for scenes written from a three-person perspective.

Because a philosophical zombie who's just pretending to be alive can't even have a point of view or anything...