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

◇ Kyoya Kōjo ◇

That day, it was raining softly.

Having just finished my graduation ceremony, I was out of my mind, sitting on the couch in my living room watching a TV that wasn't even very funny.

Burn out syndrome, or.

Nothing. I wasn't in that mood to go to high school, but yesterday, it was bigger what happened after the graduation ceremony.

I've had a second girlfriend in my history.

That, too, is a familiar childhood we've been friends with since we were little kids.

The sentiment that I had not changed my relationship for more than a decade had finally changed - had delayed me.

If this were another girl, I would have stood up and worried about what to do about calling her.

But when I thought it was him, it didn't.

It was just like finally finishing a long homework assignment, a sense of disillusionment.

"Brother."

I hear a voice and I turn around sitting on the couch.

I had a sister wearing a coat.

'With your father and mother, you're going shopping. Do you want anything, sir?

'Mm-hmm... no, it's nothing.... It's raining. You're gonna drive me there?

'They say your father will let you out. I need you to be as helpful as I am for my occasional holidays.'

"Hit me."

When I giggled, my sister said, 'Then you're going,' and left the living room.

Then Mother and Father came out of the door and said, "You're coming," "You're not gonna be bogged down forever."

When I respond appropriately with 'ooh', there is a slight sound of the front door closing.

As such, I began my work of manipulating the smartphone while watching television.

Then... how long has it been?

Whether it's been an hour or not.

I think that was about it.

I heard the front door open.

I'm home.

It was my sister's voice.

Turning around, my sister was about to come in the living room.

"Welcome back.... is that you alone?

'Yes. I remember there was a TV I wanted to watch and I came home first'

"Hmm. Well in this rain......"

Look, the hem of my sister's coat was wet.

I guess he walked back without a car and with an umbrella.

My sister sat pompous next to me when she took off her coat and hung it on the back of her chair.

'Can I change channels?

'Fine, though.... Did something happen at this hour?

"It's a reruns of drama. Pretty old. '

I don't watch TV that much.

I would spend more time watching video sites and SNS overwhelmingly.

But my sister, she used to be quite a TV kid, whether it was the influence of him who used to imitate TV all the time.

The drama began.

What's it to walk away from, and I watched as flirtatious as I messed with my smartphone.

Detective's suspension?

Speaking of which, I recall that there were several mysteries on the bookshelf in this room as well.

More than that, there's a lot of romance novels and girl comics.

After doing so for about half an hour, the phone rang.

It's an appliance.

Contacting individuals now comes to smartphones, and it's usually sales or something that comes to appliances.

I thought I could ignore it, but it was going to get in the way of my sister watching the drama, so my sweet brother, I decided to leave.

Stand on the couch, exit the living room, and take the child machine from the phone you keep in the hallway.

"Yes, hello. It's a knot castle. '

I'm not interested, I said as I prepared the return.

But what got in my ear was not a quick talk of sales.

"Mr. Nobuo's house, right? Is that your son Kyoya-kun?

With a nervous, serious voice...

'Ha, yes...... yes?

'Good, connect... I'm from the XX hospital.'

... Hospital?

Why, someone from the hospital?

"Calm down and listen to me"

In those words, rather on the contrary, I felt calm disappear from me.

Your father and mother have just died.

.................. what?

My head goes blank.

... What, because?

Dead?

Who did?

Like I'm dreaming, reality goes far.

Voices flowing from the phone pass through the vague consciousness.

'An hour and a while ago now, a car with your parents driving had a car accident. Immediately an ambulance arrived and was transported to the hospital, but not in time......'

…………

'Can you come to the hospital now? If you're at home, take your sister with you.'

... right, sister.

I have to tell my sister.

....................................... is that it?

Something's not right.

An hour and a little while ago now.

Was there a car accident that long ago?

Timely.

Right after my father and mother went shopping.

By car.

Take my sister (...).

If you two say you had an accident in the car.

Why is my sister here, who was supposed to be in that car with me?

There were signs behind it.

'.................. Huh!?

I look back as I take off the phone.

There.

I had a sister.

My sister gave me my face.

Jeez.

and.

Silent, looking up.

I couldn't say anything.

All I could do was peek my sister's black eyes into her own face as it was reflected there.

Not to me.

He seemed to be imprisoned in his eyes.

My sister...

Chuckle, chuckle.

Like when I complimented you on cooking, you look happy.

And say it.

What you shouldn't have said.

Something you can't possibly say.

"- Look, let's get to the hospital, shall we?

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Jacques.

Outside the fighting ground, further hell was spreading.

The fall of Aaron and the release of the [Labyrinth of Trials] freed him from movement inside and outside the College.

And by doing so, people became like thugs.

No, there's a massive influx of corpses looking alive.

I'm kidding.

Are you kidding me?

There were so many bodies in Wang Du?

Impossible.

Because.

Nearly half of them!!

As far as looking from the sky high, hell is happening everywhere, not just within the college.

There doesn't seem to be a difference between the number of people being attacked and the number of people being attacked.

Half.

Half the humans were killed before they knew it?

Who says one didn't realize that the kingdom's largest capital had at some point become the city of the dead...

"... take this..."

He did it.

Phil's face, that's him.

... don't think about it, now.

It's more of a father and mother than that.

Where are you two!?

Look for the two of us from the sky.

People, people, people everywhere.

Sea of slaughter and ravage.

I felt nauseous just watching.

I'm going to let go of consciousness.

But I ate and tied my teeth.

I kept looking for my father and mother.

"Ah......!?

I raise my voice.

I found out who I knew.

I'm not a father or a mother.

That very wide physique... Mr. Posford!

"Father-in-law!!

Screaming unexpectedly, I stepped down beside the man who would be my stepfather.

Mr. Postford looks at my face and brightens his face.

"You're safe, Mr. Jack!

"Yes! Your father-in-law is the one...!

"You don't mind about me. More about Phil than that!

"No, at least to a safe place -"

"I asked for my daughter, Mr. Jack!

I can trust you with peace of mind!

Unwittingly.

The conversation stopped engaging.

Uh, so I look up to Mr. Posford.

That moment.

Mr. Posford left his expression unchanged.

He shook a big wax over his head.

"I asked for my daughter, Mr. Jack!

I can trust you with peace of mind!

I use [nesting penetrating wings] to deflect the swinging wings.

"I asked for my daughter, Mr. Jack!

I can trust you with peace of mind!

I asked for my daughter, Mr. Jack!

I can trust you with peace of mind!

I asked for my daughter, Mr. Jack!

I can trust you with peace of mind!

Two, three degrees.

Over and over again, Mr. Posford shook his dick down at me.

The expression remains a soft smile.

Repeat the same line, like a broken robot.

"... ah..."

I finally realize.

There was red blood seeping through Mr. Posford's clothes.

Location, chest.

It's where the heart is.

There's so much blood in there that I just think there's a big hole in it that I'm freaking out my clothes.

Yet smile.

Yet it moves.

A corpse that made it look alive.

Does that mean you no longer have to make it look like it?

Only the ability to imitate the living remained halfway, and Sole was just a monster resembling a person's form.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!"

I won't admit it.

I won't admit it.

I won't admit it!

I'll do everything in my power, Mr. Posford.

a good body at the right width, but with the power of the child it is easy to fall and

"I asked for my daughter, Mr. Jack!

I can trust you with peace of mind!

I kept drooling the same sound.

I run away.

Turn your back to where you can't hear that sound.

I won't admit it.

I won't admit it...... Huh!!

Run, run, run inside the slaughter.

The smell of backward blood.

A chain of screams that are going to stain your head.

It's a dream.

It's a bad dream.

It's all a nightmare, like this!!!!!

I run.

Run everywhere.

How far should I run?

How far will this nightmare go?

Wake up.

Wake up.

How long have you been asleep, me?

I just need to get up, get Phil up, and have a schedule to go to class.

I want you to meet Azelea in the next room in the hallway, have breakfast in the dining room, and take the three of us to school.

I'm sure Phil will stick around again and start working with Azelea.

We should get to the school building while we're appropriately arbitrating that.

Forgive Phil, who will spare him all his might, and he will be breaking up.

Azelea and I are gonna go into S-class class and say hello to someone who's ahead of us.

So, until Rachel comes along as the college director and vice president.

Kill time with proper chatter or the topic of rank fights......

Such routine.

Every day like that.

If you wake up, you'll come back.

You're coming back!!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!"

I see red blood.

Smells like iron.

It doesn't end.

It doesn't end.

The nightmare will never end.

Then it is.

Isn't it the same?

It's the same as real life.

An endless nightmare.

That's just hell!

Why not?

How could this happen?

Did I want that much?

To the crowd, happily.

Is that so disproportionate!?

I just don't want to see blood.

I just don't want to hear you scream.

That's fine if the suffering person isn't in front of you!

That's all there is............!!!

"………………………………"

I don't like it anymore.

I don't like it anymore.

I don't like it anymore.

"................................................................................................................................................................................."

"- Jack!"

"- Jack!?

I heard a voice.

Oh, I miss it.

Why do you miss it?

Oh...... well.

Because this is the first voice I've ever heard.

Reborn into this world.

I first heard it because it was these two voices......

"Dad...? Mother......?

Hands behind your face.

...... oh......

It's your father and your mother.

My parents in this world.

The two of them rush over.

With an expression of relief and anxiety...

"Are you all right! Are you alone!?

"Jump out without saying anything!

"Anyway, great......! Come on, evacuate!

"I'll leave the other kids to Mr. Rachel, quick!

- My father put his hand around my neck.

"This place is dangerous! We should leave as soon as possible!

"I was worried! Tell me how much you're used to fighting!

"Well Madeline. You can preach later."

Talking like nothing's happening.

My father's hands snap and tighten my neck.

... Oh... I knew.

Somehow, I felt that way......

Now I can't believe that only my father and mother are safe...

Such luck, I can't be the only one...

But since when?

Since when, it's been a corpse.

Is it after this state?

Or...

... Oh, no.

I don't want anything more.

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"Ha... ha... ha...!

When I realized I was breathing roughly.

At your feet, there are two large chunks of meat.

On your right hand, a sword on your head wet in blood.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh...!!

It's red blood. In the middle of the whole thing, I sprinkle bits and puke.

It's bitter, bitter.

Only a little bit of reason came back.

The two bodies are immobilized.

Remains a woven face of worry and relief.

As if the thread was cut.

What the...

Oh, my God, oh my God, oh my God...!!

With his left hand dirty with blood, he scratched his head with gassi .

I can't name the emotions that swirl all over my body.

Is it anger?

Is it hate?

Is it sadness?

It's just that I turned around.

There was a great tree of white bones pounding through heaven.

The sight of a distant past flashes in my brain.

Shortly after I heard my parents died in an accident.

A delightful grin that floated without any evil.

"... that's him..."

Squeeze like a zero.

"It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, it's him!!"

I kicked the ground screaming.

It gradually rose to the sky about to be covered by the umbrella of the skeleton, all at once.

Aim is the top of the great white bone tree.

You're supposed to be looking high up there, that guy.

Red skies like blood, I fly like rips.

The sunset was about to set across the horizon.