FFF-Class Trashero

[21st] Scouts

▶ Description: The prestigious Fantasy Education Institute has many partners, sister schools and investment companies. An investigative group is dispatched from a dissatisfied investor who explains the cause of the decline and has a longer absence of a principal who has to come up with a solution.

Wasn't the fantasy world supposed to be a greenfield, healing camp for the sociopathic?

Suddenly, I changed my genre to business.

I'm already getting a headache.

I'm a history of digging up the mysteries of space and life.

“This is why it doesn't work. ”

“Shut up! Drug Spirit! ”

“Heheheheheh-heh?! ”

The perfect warrior, who flicked his finger and smacked the first Spirit's butt, focused on the description of a pretty and good schoolgirl.

▶ Depression: I've never been out of space, so it's dark. Those of you who heard the name of the investor came to mind. I'm not supposed to say this, but the office is a mess.

I, too, have dark information outside the universe.

When I was a student on Earth, I grew up watching documentaries where scientists and religions were fighting over whether there were aliens or not.

It's not much different after being abducted into the fantasy world.

Aliens are real!

... but the foolish natives of Fantasy are no closer to space travel than the natives of Earth.

“Cowardly husband. ”

“Why?”

“Ask your favorite schoolgirl the name of the investor. I live under the guise of marriage, but in space, everyone envies me and admits I'm an Elmoreland student. ”

“So you're an astronaut? ”

The irony of being wrongly married is overwhelming, but I decided to ask because I don't know if I can get useful information from the Socians.

What's the name of the investor that the faculty are afraid of?

▶ Answer: Molansoft.

Molansoft!

I didn't think of the name as familiar.

▶ Description: Computer engineering in the universe is such a great place that there is a theory that history is largely divided before and after the creation of Molansoft.

This seemed to be all the information that the teacher knew.

I told my wife.

“Molansoftra.”

“Oh, my...”

“Why?”

“It's a big company that doesn't even work for me, who built the system for the Fantasy School. ”

“You're all right, too. ”

Elmolan was also studying abroad, and there were no rats.

“Husband, don't ignore it. Listen to the end. Hmm. I failed to join, but I had the opportunity to be chosen as the latest Android design model and explore the company. ”

“Hehe!”

You're good with the Socials.

“I'm the second most beautiful woman in the world. It's perfectly natural to offer this. ”

“So how was the field trip? ”

“I can't tell you because of the clause, but Moransoft must never give back to his enemies. The androids produced there... ugh! You can't do that. ”

Sosia lowers her horse, holding her head with both hands.

“Moransoft's scouts...”

I didn't feel real.

To me, the universe was still a distant star, even if it had been destroyed before.

How much business.

An easy and simple forgery would have made me confident, but business was not my area of expertise.

“You used to be Emperor Yonke. ”

“Stupid wife. How can business and politics be the same? ”

“The state is a company. ”

“Pathetic. Companies give money (salary), countries walk money (taxes), how is that the same? The operating structure is the exact opposite. ”

“This is why...?! ”

“Shut up.”

The perfect warrior who fingered the cowardly wife who insulted the history without any clear reason, focused again on the beautiful teacher.

So, what?

▶ Depression: There was a terrible rumor that the school was closed, but as a helpless teacher, there was nothing I could do for the school. That's why I urgently told you to consult a strong student.

You've come to the right place, teacher!

I don't consult nowadays, but in the first time when my hands were less slippery, I often listened to the concerns of the natives of Fantasy without making a mistake.

Problem solving is fundamental.

I get the point.

“Let the inspectors from the investor, Molansoft, positively evaluate the Fantasy Academy. ”

“Ha... cowardly husband. You think that's easy for you to say? Molansoft isn't a hole-in-the-wall. Well, I'm sure you've done your research before you announced your visit to the faculty. Internally, they would have already come to a conclusion. Dispatching an inspector is a procedure. ”

“Shut up.”

A F-rank wife who speaks only pessimistic words is a thorough punishment.

I am a warrior.

Many Fantasy level students introduce themselves just like me, but they are class B and I am class MAX.

Our differences are clear.

They adventured comfortably with the power of vile friendship and love, and I have always overcome disadvantages.

It's the same this time.

I decided to resolve this desperate situation.

“Ahhh… what are you going to do? ”

▶ Hope: I'm also curious about Strong Student's plan.

I'd like to take some time to prepare for the assassination of the scouts, but I'm afraid it's hard to hear from the Socians.

“Never! ”

“Hey, don't you think? ”

“Don't even think about it! I don't want to be a widow at a flowery age! ”

“Flower...? ”

“Don't judge! ”

There are so many things I've been told not to do with this wife!

“Then I'd better prepare for the full curriculum so that the inspectors can't keep up with it. ”

The problem is time.

Miss, how much longer until the inspectors come to visit?

▶ Confirm: I heard you have about a year left.

By the way, isn't your name Bakery, the academic therapist?

▶ Surprise: Yes. Strong Student, how did you know?

It's a vision of a 200-year-old warrior in his fantasy career.

In the absence of the principal who used to manage the system, only I and my developer wife can improve the ruined fantasia education field.

However, the principle prevents staff from meeting with us.

However, only the teacher who was appointed as my representative was allowed to communicate exceptionally.

Then the story is simple.

It means that Bakery, the academic counselor, accidentally leaked this high level information to the schoolgirl.

Whenever there are significant changes in the future.

How's my reasoning?

▶ Admiration: Amazing!

“Well... not bad. ”

It is still admirable.

If I were Bakery, the academic counselor, the inspectors would have told the teacher how to look at it and evaluate it.

Don't you think?

▶ Surprise: Yes! Moransoft's scouts told me that they randomly chose a classroom to explore the adventures of the warriors from start to finish. Evaluation criteria look at the growth efficiency of academic strength, accountability, movement, confidence, judgment, mental strength, endurance, adaptability, integrity, sociability, intimacy, consideration, compassion, potential.

It's very complex, and it's important to see growth efficiency.

I want to see how much adventure in the world of fantasia can make a warrior grow in a short time.

“I tried not to tell you because my cowardly husband insisted on being pessimistic, but I can assure you with objective data. If what the teacher said is true, there's no avoiding the school. Right now, most students are regressing, rather than growing up. ”

“Really?"

“Uh, how serious is it? Your aunt's grandson, the one you wrecked recently, is claustrophobic. ”

“... really? ”

“I know. The angels are sneaking in and doing psychotherapy, but they're stuck in a corner and they're not coming out. ”

“You don't have the will. ”

But I know it's serious.

It was wrong from the beginning when the staff kidnapped the incompetent.

Even though it is a little difficult, there is no answer to try to appease those who blame the world.

But what can I do?

They're the only students in the fantasy world.

We have to use it somehow.

I gently stroked my wife's lumbar vertebrae between 4th and 5th times that I was unfaithful.

“Socia. Let's go back in time like we did before. ”

“You want to change history again? ”

“That's right."

“Wait a little longer. Molang. Let's make that, that. ”

Molasses? Molasses!

Socia, who pulled out the master molang between her sternum, began to roar rudely with both hands.

And then, boom!

A rod with purple manganese decoration was produced at the end.

“What's that? ”

“A magic wand that alters the settings of the fantasia system at will. You can't do heavy programming like crafting skills, but you can do simple things in a snap. It's a tool I used a lot before I was betrayed by my aunt. ”

“Hmm…”

Your cowardly wife is making it very difficult for you to pretend to be sexist.

“Is this hard? ”

“Huh."

“... then just order from me whenever you need something. ”

“I'll say it right away! ”

“Ha…”

The Sochians twist their right wrists and wave a purple magic wand.

Then the dimensional East Gate formed right in front of my eyes.

I am the perfect Demon King.

I intuitively realized what kind of space this door connected to.

Past.

But not in the distant past.

“I saw it right. We'll move a year before the Trusted Label is summoned. ”

“A year is too short. ”

“I can't help it. The inspectors said they'd be here in a year. The history that my husband changed over the course of a year will apply to every curriculum and classroom. Well, it's a different story if your aunt, who oversees time, can help, but that's not to be expected, is it? ”

“Phew.”

I didn't have time to complain.

I entered the East Gate without hesitation.

*

The feeling of condemning your whole body.

It reminded me of the setting that the MAX class warrior who defeated the Demon King Pedonar was sealed for 2000 years.

This sudden sensation must be sealed.

However, it seemed to be weakened a lot, but it seemed to disappear naturally after a year.

A year later.

This means that the Demon King was resurrected and arrived safely a year before the warrior was summoned.

I empowered my whole body.

Leave -

History will change greatly if the perfect Demon Lord breaks the seal and goes about a year early.

Bam!

When the seal was broken, the locked senses came back to life.

“... husband! Husband, look out! ”

The Soviet urgent shout that first came to active hearing.

But the warning was unnecessary.

I am the perfect Demon King.

From the moment the seal was lifted, I was already perfectly defensive.

Kang! Kang-!

The dark space that formed in front of my neck and the blade collided violently.

Heavy.

The blade would have pierced my neck even if I had not reacted sooner.

Who the hell is that?

A time when a beat was activated later than the hearing detected the identity of the enemy.

“... That's weird. ”

This can't be happening.

“This great power is the wrath of losing your comrades! ”

“No, wait a minute. ”

“My colleagues are not dead! We're still together! Cheer me on as I hover around. ”

“Let's think! ”

“Ugh...”

“Why is my unrelated senior here? ”

“The Demon King Pedonar! ”

“Hmm?"

“Judge! ”

Black Coin senior dressed as a chivalrous warrior charged again, shouting my father-in-law's name.

Have I changed my appearance?

Not really. Then why...

“Geez.”

First, let's think about you.