I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

A female teacher and a female student who look subtly tired just by coming in front of the 1-D classroom.

I don't know why. The boy and the fox look at the two unchanged and strange.

There are still a few things left to explain because of that, but later.

Now I tell him I'm going to give priority to showing his face to the class and explaining it.

"See you later, Ichie!

And so Muhi waved goodbye.

of the special department. I guess she should take her original class,

Already after the class start chime rings, but there is no rush on her.

He was pinning. “He's going to skip."

"You take your class properly too... Senior (...)"

"Oh, haha... Nani Iterno canner?

like a nail, and uttered the fact.

She is deluded in one word when she is suddenly pointed out far away that she is older.

Sin Yichi also half-eyed into acting too cluttered and uncovered.

"Don't look away there."

"Yes, how long have you been finding out!?

I know a hundred small, young looking selfs don't look old enough from the side.

So I was pretending to be a classmate, but look, I'm not measuring my age. It was pointless to him.

"From the moment we first met, I guess."

Nevertheless, making that manifestation becomes a magically relevant story.

Sin Yichi escapes with such rhetoric and an invincible grin because he cannot speak.

"Yan, Dr. Hudune, I was dictated to younger!

"I still don't understand your sensibilities..."

When I shrug and drop my shoulder, I instruct you to go to your own class as soon as possible.

Hi. Hi, once! She left after doing the deal.

The tail I could see from behind it was still happily shaking left and right.

"Hmm, he's rarely in a good mood............... no, okay. We're going in, Nakamura."

It keeps shaking. I'm slightly surprised by it, but I encourage him to come in and stand in front of the door.

"I'll be in class soon after a brief introduction.

You'll figure it out because of the lack of preview, but Dr. Salando won't condone it. "

After this, I gave a brief explanation and caution, and I said, "I know what you mean."

She is somewhere anxious even if she is nodded with a face that has no shards of tension.

"You really know what I mean? Perhaps today's class will focus on you."

"Nothing's fine.

You don't get it, naturally, and you're just embarrassed by mistake, right?

It's not like I'm going to die, so I don't think it's a big deal. "

But as for Sin Yichi, it is a story to that extent.

It's not a life-threatening matter.

"Oh well, you were in the sanctuary..."

The female teacher shows a lot of convincing on her own about the fact.

He doesn't correct it because it's more convenient and it's not wrong as a matter of fact.

After his return, Sinichi had been made to think he was lucky enough to be in such a place around him.

least populated and most dangerous area in Garest. to nature reserves.

It's just a wild kingdom and a world of more than savannah's weak predators.

Everyone took it personally that they survived because they were under Amarillis' protection.

In fact, it was two years before the danger of life and death came together, so I'm not making a big mistake.

Whether or not it involved life or death had also become one of his key values.

"... it's Dunage. Permission to enter."

Although I thought of it, I now approach the class and the door freely.

Short electronic sound when the handheld mobile device is placed on a small monitor next to the door.

The door opens automatically when the mechanically made audio answers' Verification Confirmation '.

"Are you authenticating or something to go into the classroom?

"It's a mechanism that doesn't open manually without permission during class."

"House arrest?"

"............... don't say"

I answered briefly and proceeded beyond the open door. Sinichi entered the room in the form of a teacher following

He stood beside a man with a sharp eyed strong surface who was standing in front of the blackboard as it was.

Because of the colour of his hair and his eyes, he is also like a Garest.

"It was too late, Dr. Dunage."

"Excuse me, Dr. Salando, I've taken the time to explain this in advance."

A harshly critical gaze is poured, and she bows her head in awe.

Although the male teacher who serves in a position is more attentive to the above,

Sinichi is still in a cultural shock as he sees how it is at the edge of his sight.

It's too far from the school classroom he envisioned.

First of all, the blackboard is a large monitor that is confusing as to whether you can call it a blackboard,

No chalk or blackboard erasure exists, and the electro-optical characters reflect some sort of chronology.

There is something like a table with operating panels and monitors in the lecture hall,

Seeing the exact same thing displayed, it seemed to be linked.

And the student's desk alongside the narrow classroom was just accompanied by an operating panel.

Class related material footage is projected as stereoscopic footage on each desk.

For this reason, there is no substitute for classic textbooks, notebook writing equipment, etc., on the desk.

Instead I could see everyone in possession of something similar to the terminal that opened the door.

Where the hell am I? and.

I have a headache that doesn't even hurt when I feel lightly timeslipped.

And the expression is too weird to say and I feel an extra headache.

It doesn't look too similar to the school he once attended.

"─ ─ Well, what I already told you yesterday,

I'm going to have one more classmate from today. "

After a mild attention, the male teacher turns his voice throughout the classroom.

In the same vein, Sinichi now looked like all earthlings when he focused his attention on the students.

I wish I had hit 80% because it was a huge mess judgment based solely on the color of my hair and eyes.

That's the way I see it, but they're both going through. That was a strange ratio.

"He wasn't the only one who could get a uniform because it was an unscheduled thing, but never mind.

Nakamura, introduce yourself. "

Is there anything like black student clothes that only one person would wear if it was sent out just a little before?

All eyes in the class are poured on Sinnyichi at once, but from more people than that.

I have some experience of being beaten to death. From him, none of the elements are nervous.

But the interest, the interest, the feeling of liking or disappointment that should be there.

or the emotions that should be rare, such as doubts about the odd next transfer,

Somehow they all seemed exhausted.

…………

Well put, I'm not well. Worse yet, my eyes are dead.

At this point, Sinichi slashed and abandoned the option of having a superficial relationship.

Think about the dangers of interacting with them until you know why this happened.

By the way, I didn't originally bring the "Let's get along really well” option.

"Briefly, please. I can't go on with my class."

"Yes."

greeting unobstructed as prompted,

A certain kind of invigorating voice no less than they do.

"" Nobuichi Nakamura. "Nice to meet you."

A simple and mouth-watering greeting is not likely to discourage children.

Below Social Dictionary. Too little contents. That rather baffled the teachers.

Especially Freele, who was listening to a normal conversation with Much.

"... no, that's just too tasteless.

Anything else, like this, no?

Briefly, the shortness I hadn't even imagined Salando urging.

Did the students also look odd distorting it in confusion on the strong side?

So I finally get a look at something strange that's confusing.

I didn't want to stand out by having an unusual attitude.

I need to add a little more to what they say.

"Oh, uh... this guy is as you can see... it's Amarillis.

This is what you look like, but you have a high temper, so stay away from it poorly.

Otherwise, it'll be ash, it'll be black burnt, it'll be ice pickled. "

Then I'll introduce her over my head. Precisely handled with caution.

Sometimes the students didn't know her race, and they didn't know what it meant.

The fox above his head shuts up and spreads his three tails to make each vertex shine.

Somewhere suspiciously little eyes and mouth laugh with flames, lightning and icy lights.

The students trembled unexpectedly before an organism the size of a tenth of their own.

That much intimidation was emanating from that little creature.

"Here, threaten me. What do we do?"

"Cu, cu ~"

As soon as I can, I squeal my body down and apologize.

Several female students give a small, yellow voice but no one responded.

For being affirmed what everyone felt but didn't say was equal.

“That was a threat, after all," says Cold Sweat on most of the kids.

"Nakamura, that won't be your introduction"

"At least say your status. It's the basics of greeting."

Encourage the two behind you with a slight sweat as well.

I get it, and I don't have any feelings or hindsight.

He speaks in the atmosphere that it is a beautiful day.

your own status.

"All D, sir."

"What?"

Someone finally voiced confusion.

The boy who interpreted it as failing to hear it went on.

"So, muscle strength, spirit, agility, endurance, strength, D-rank."

That's how you put your hand on the panel at the table in front of you to make it show its status.

When it was shown on the blackboard in tandem, a huge voice of surprise and confusion was raised from all over the classroom.

"Huh?"

"Liar!?

"Huh!?

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First Name: Nakamura Singh Gender: Man

Earth Age: 15

Height: 161cm Weight: 48kg

Muscle strength: D (limit value)

Health: D (limit value)

Spirit: D (limit value)

Endurance: D (limit value)

Agility: D (limit value)

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It is ranked by status and grade in this school.

It was a talent value that showed to be at the bottom without comparison to the others.

Rather, it is slightly below the average status value of adult Earthlings.

It was indicated that there was no prospect of even further growth.

"Is this okay? So, Doctor, where is my seat...?

It's a strangely interstitial word, but the students can't even afford to be confused.

What was shown was a status that did not meet the minimum admission conditions at all.

His behavior and calm attitude, which he didn't want to hide, were unusual.

'Cause that's tantamount to saying publicly that you can't do it in this school anymore.

Distracted, they remained solidified until Shin-ichi took his seat.

"Oh, let me, Doctor. What is this all about!?

"Such an idiot that Old D has reached the limit value to transfer!?

"You're just a fallen defector!

Someone raises a question as if that seating was a signal of some sort.

It's impossible. The lowest rank in this school is All-C.

And we're talking about the future, and it's all D-rank, and that's the limit.

You never even get a chance to take an entrance exam in the first place.

And only a handful of people can pass even if they have a chance.

All the students who go here have managed to break through its narrow gates.

There was no way I could be very convinced that an all-D student had been transferring.

"Your question is best.

I would not be obliged to explain it, but I have trouble getting disturbed by misunderstandings.

Explain the situation. So be quiet (...) "

Freele comes forward and stares at the noisy students with quiet words.

Class silent as frightened by sharp golden glances.

Confirmed that. She tells a superficial story that she had prepared beforehand.

Most importantly, there is no such thing as lying.

"Nakamura has transferred in because he is a returnee"

Returnees.

Students with surprises and further questions on their faces about the word.

Only the person at the time was listening to the teacher with a face as if it were irrelevant.

"Returnees" are Earthlings who drifted in dimensional drift to the other world of Garest.

Or referring to the Garretians who fell into the opposite case.

More or less, they are called 'returnees' because they have already been discovered and can return to their homeland.

The undiscovered, by the way, are called the 'Unreturned' but this is all the interaction that goes on,

It should be noted that survival is rather desperate because it cannot be found.

Sinichi himself was until recently its desperate undeterred.

"Returnees are supposed to come to school almost without exception.

As an adjunct faculty member if you are familiar with Garest. Otherwise the other way around.

In order to get half the knowledge I know to be complete. "

More than all knowledge and technology is still open.

It is difficult for them to show their knowledge on their own outside of ctoria.

extra if that's half of what it is.

"That's... I know, but returnees are usually..."

"I know you want to have a high status, but that's just a trend.

It was just better to survive in Garest, where common sense on Earth didn't make sense. "

If they say so, there is no word to give back to the students.

Haven't even been to Garest yet, they don't know how spicy it is.

But the higher the status, the easier it was to survive.

The students who lived in this school were quite persuasive.

"You'll want to say something to Nakamura's status,

There's no further reason for him to be here.

Expect pride as a Garest school student for everyone on this occasion "

I pressed my precautions as I looked around at the faces of the silent students.

such as discrimination and bullying foreseen by the lack of ability

He stabbed the nail in the dark for not acting vulgar.

"... I heard about meritocracy, but weird school.

Too much power on your shoulders for nothing. "

"Cucu"

It is a siniich who praises it like any other HR in the back seat.

No matter the little whine, no one can hear or understand it in Farandian.

From the boy's point of view, I don't understand what I'm getting angry at and hot about.

Before that, the classroom air was quite wasted cutting feathers.

"... really, I'm in a lot of trouble..."

I instinctively feel that way, even if I still don't know why.

It's usually just a real pain in the ass when he does that.

"Cu, cu ~"

That's why.

“Without saying so," she said. She smiled bitterly.

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Results theory, or what if.

Freele was right to keep his classmates away here.

If this was concurrent enrollment, if they weren't exhausted.

From them, who made an effort to finally enroll here,

Low status itself would just seem to be selling fights.

Such an encounter would have produced a one-sided clash and the 1-D students would have left the school.

No one wants to neighbor an 'anomaly' that their common sense doesn't make sense to them.

If Sinichi never leaves, they're the only ones who left.

Common sense cultivated by the technology brought from Garest.

In today's earth world, where it has spread, Nakamura Singh Ich is nothing different from the Gentiles.

There's no way we can get along. There's no way we can spend time together.

Because he still doesn't even know what (...) common sense is here or in Garest.

You know better than anyone the tragedy that happens by inadvertently touching different cultures.

There's no other way. He's on his own.