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[20th] Space vs. Time

Pod! Pot!

In the blink of an eye, the game character's outfit changes into 80% of its outfit.

There was a little bit of sanctity.

“... how can you call such a beautiful woman? When I hear your thoughts, I feel strangely sexually harassed. ”

“Don't read it. ”

And don't pretend to be virtuous.

What do you mean, the principal is a kid in his own school?

Toughness is questionable.

“I have no idea what you're talking about. I am the kind-hearted principal of the Fantasy Education Department. I've never abused a child for being an insolent student who stares blatantly at a lady's shame. I'm an understanding and compassionate principal. ”

“Grandma...”

“Lyell, you son of a bitch. Just keep biting until we're done talking. ”

“...... ”

Rachel, the warrior who was desperately looking for her, clammed her mouth.

The principal smiled.

“Haha! It's affectionate for students and strict for families. ”

“Looks like I'm family. ”

“Are you crazy?! That's a terrible thing to say. Strong students tell really good jokes. Hohoho!”

The angel who landed on the ground wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand and tried to keep his mouth smiling.

In the meantime, I've watched her.

There are many different ways to enter someone else's body.

Possession, descent, incarnation, lubrication, rebirth, extortion, infiltration, fusion, coexistence...

Where does he fit in?

“...... ”

I couldn't believe my guess, so I looked back.

I wanted to hear the excuse of the first spirit who knew the principal well and the cowardly wife.

I'll give you time to defend yourself.

“I haven't seen my aunt in a long time. I can't tell you the exact time I'm going to be exposed to my age. ”

“I'm like my nephew. ”

... It can't be the end, right?

Come on, say it again.

“Well, yeah. I never imagined that a woman who symbolizes family abundance would have to look so abundant. It's not my fault. ”

“You've got some nerve! If you have a conscience, go back to your old self! Whoo!”

The principal flinches at the accusation of his nephew and friend.

But I didn't back down.

“Are you criticizing me for something far in the past? At that time, a well-fed, rich woman became a beauty. The body was a symbol of poverty and famine. ”

“Aunt, your excuses are disgusting. ”

“Ugly!”

“C, I would still be a beauty if the impression at the time did not induce complications such as hypertension, hyperglycemia, leukemia, infertility, arthritis, dyspnea, cholestasis, fatty liver, apnea, rhinitis, asthma, arteriosclerosis, stroke, arrhythmia, angina, myocardial infarction, snoring, hyperhemia! ”

“Hey, Aunt? You know I'm not very persuasive, right? ”

“My friend, I feel so sorry for you that my tears cover my eyes. ”

“Ugh.”

The principal, who was pushed out of the argument by his nephew and friend, blushed his face.

Her grandson, Warrior Rachel, kept her mouth shut, but his expression said, "I've never seen a grandmother so embarrassed! ’I said.

Now I know a little bit about what happened.

“What a pile. ”

I secretly hoped not, but the reality was cruel.

Dummy.

It was the principal's identity.

There was a reason why the first spirit and the second demon didn't think they were the same person.

No matter how pretty the manuscript is, if you can't see it because the bones are buried, you won't see it.

▶ Embarrassment: Is it bone, not flesh...?

You heard the man, schoolgirl!

Beauty should have clear clavicles and pelvis.

By the way...

What do we do now?

As long as I am truly a pile of principals, there is nothing I can do about it.

If that were possible, the principal would have brainwashed the Demon Lord Pedonar by splitting his spirit countless times.

A pile is a pile.

“Yes, strong students. Hipria, the saint you called Hippria, was a pile of me. The students didn't notice, but I'm the principal of the school, and I've always held a festival near you. ”

“I see...”

On second thought, it was.

"Be careful not to get hurt. ’It really started after I warned them.

Did the schoolgirl know?

▶ Negative: No. I'm a teacher. I keep my head down in front of you, so I don't get many chances to see you. I saw a frame hanging in front of the principal's office, but I think it was taken in the distant past.

It seems that the old look was foolish without a recent picture.

“Why?”

I'm really curious.

“Excellent question for the core, strong student. Like a nephew and a friend, he is very good at questioning and not criticizing. ”

“Enough nonsense. ”

“This son of a bitch talks - ha-ha! Beauty is relative. Classify rare stones as jewels. The formula is no different for a beautiful woman. That is, the rarer it is, the more beautiful it is valued. ”

“I see.”

I could see why the principal was obsessed with the past.

The aesthetic of the earth is increasingly common in the old days when it was hard to obtain food.

The fantasy world is similar.

Because the average beauty of women is so outstanding, it is included in the discrimination of stats.

A typical example is skill.

glamour, nobility, originality, divinity, cleanliness, seduction, socialization, mating, courtship, lewdness...

But this is a human standard.

What about angels who are even born with skills?

“I think you understand. ”

“No.”

Angels don't lose any extra weight to receive healthy body corrections.

That is why the first angel is beautiful because he is‘ extremely obese. It is defined.

It's ridiculous.

“I'm ridiculous. I was blamed by my nephew and friend for being different from my past, and I didn't think I'd have to prove that I was the first angel that Orlot existed. But it looks like the story's a bit of a blur now. Strong student. Release my grandson, Riel, and step back. ”

“What if I can't? ”

If you think that the pile of flesh is‘ immense 'and that I cannot hurt it, that is a great mistake.

Never bend to the enemy.

That's why I survived the first ride.

The idea remains the same.

Race: First Angel

⁄ Level: 999 +

Job: Goddess (Demon King Level )

⁄ Skill: Divine G Acceleration ZZZ Slowing ZZZ

Flight ZZ infinite Z...

Status: Blessing, Blessing, New Dragon, Management,

Principal...

Each of the principal's stats is as fraudulent as the system.

In particular, the ‘goddess’, her profession, was calibrated to a relatively higher level than the Demon King.

But it doesn't matter.

I didn't expect to be able to defeat the principal with fantasy abilities in the first place.

Srr...

I'll kill you with my skills.

“Strong student. I guess you forgot. I'm the first angel. As you handle space, the second Demon King, I control time. ”

“I know.”

“No. Strong students don't know. Have you ever felt that Hezling's growth as you call it is growing too fast? ”

“...... ”

There was a lot.

But every time, it was so good that I pretended that growth was fast, and I went over and over.

That's not all.

The returning to the Fantasian dimension, not the Warrior Festival, did not disappear.

The original phenomenon is not possible.

But if the principal intervenes, everything will be explained.

“Your adopted son, Wormwood...”

“I'm sorry.”

Paen-

The power of the drink that was condensed in my hand struck the principal with all its might.

“Heave-ho! ”

The upright folded angel vomits blood.

But shallow.

It must have slowed down my attack momentarily and mitigated the shock.

Not bad, though.

The raid was a success.

“Principal, if you're a teacher, read the diary and come to the front of the student. ”

Hostage drama doesn't work on me.

In the first round, this was the leading cause of death among colleagues.

I dared to give up my colleague caught in the act.

Instead, make sure it's revenge.

As a warrior, I cruelly slaughtered enemies who neglected to defend themselves, knowing that I would surrender.

“That's not a warrior! ”

“That's what you think. ”

It looks like I'm on a break with the principal right after the ambush, but I'm not.

Ooooo -

It's because time has slowed down greatly.

My slow movements do not reach her body.

But I didn't think fast.

Because...

“Tsk! You've separated the space. ”

“Give up running. It's impossible to leave this room without my permission. ”

It's not a permanent hide-and-seek.

The ‘Drinking Warehouse’ in which we are trapped gradually narrows the area over time.

Slow but steady interference with the principal's interference.

I don't know time?

Einstein's theory of relativity for high school students on a smoky earth belongs to the basic requirements.

I made sure the preparations were made.

“You caught your aunt...? ”

“Heeheehee! I knew the drug lord would do it! ”

The cowardly wife and the unfortunate spirit reacted differently.

But I saw it right.

This fight is the victory of a righteous class MAX Demon King.

This is the result of the time when the principal appeared fearlessly before me.

“Strong student. ”

“Give it up.”

“I'll admit it. It is my failure to presume and be careless that you are immature. ”

“There is no negotiation. ”

“Don't you want to go home? ”

“It's not too late to go back after you've been completely overwhelmed. ”

“No, we're going to be late. ”

Whoo-hoo!

I could feel the first angel intervening in the space. However, a crack created by time twisting quickly or slowly does not create a hole in my space.

“Principal, do you still have the false hope of escaping? ”

“Of course.”

“...... ”

“If time goes on like this, you'll get caught in your hands someday. I don't know how to fight. But will your family be alive until then? ”

“Cut the horseshit. ”

The drink cellar is completely disconnected from the outside.

No communication, of course.

There is no possibility that the principal will instruct a third party to harm my family on Earth.

“The principal is destroying the school's student family? It's amazing how you can imagine that. ”

“You said it with your mouth. ”

“That's a misunderstanding. I'm telling you that by the time you get home, all the long-lived families will be old enough to go back to nature. ”

“Huh?"

What the hell are you talking about?

“Time is relative. While I'm explaining this, the Fantasy Dimension is 30 years old. Your home planet must have been three years ago. ”

“Crazy…! ”

It doesn't seem deceptive.

I've had similar tactics with Black Coin seniors before.

Principals locked up in Marcin's Storage cannot interfere with the outside, but the time inside can be freely manipulated.

In other words, it was theoretically possible.

“40 years.”

“...... ”

“We're accelerating slowly to leave room for negotiation. We don't want to destroy it together. But you'd better hurry. It's only been 50 years. Earth must have been five years ago, right? ”

I closed my eyes when I sprayed them.

I thought of my family.

Mother, father. And then again, Mother... There was a brother who took away Mother's love and attention.

The arrangement is done.

“Go on.”

“...... ”

“100 years, 1,000 years, 1,000 years. Suit yourself. I never leave a mess behind. Even if you lose something precious. I don't want to lose anything more precious. ”

“You...”

“What should we talk about next? Do you like spine? When I touched the lumbar spine between 4 and 5, I liked it very much. If I look back now, I think I was acting to suit my mood. What do you think of the main body? ”

“Son of a bitch...! ”

Huh! What a disappointment. I'm perfectly fine.

It's just...

“Isn't this what you wanted the warrior to be? ”

“What-?”

“Sacrificial warrior. ”

“...... ”

“Isn't that right? ”

Even if you give up your happiness, you do not give in to evil.

That's how I learned.