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

He was found in the possession of the Evil Resurrection because he was a boy with no talent whatsoever.

Status All E (·). On a rank assessment, to the same extent as children of single-digit age.

Besides, I can't even use the magic that was slight enough to be a man of another world.

Rank that could be inferior to that of a baby, given its qualities and future.

That, unfortunately, was the boy's limit.

If it wasn't a shock, it would be a lie.

But more than that, he felt “I knew”.

Whatever you do is inferior to people.

Always protected and helped by someone.

I can't do anything by myself.

Those were things the boy had always cared about.

Even though he was only thirteen, no, that's why he was comparing himself to his surroundings.

No matter how hard you work and how many times as hard people try, you can't beat anyone in study or sport.

So much so that he seemed rather convinced that he had been offered an answer that was deeply troubling as to why.

But that's when you get an accurate knowledge of the status later.

You'll know it was a big mistake, but that's what I thought at this time.

Still, if we're in peaceful Japan, we're not talking about life threatening enough.

But outside the city are demons, and inside are outlaws.

It was a fatal weakness in a world where it wasn't strange whenever you encountered them.

Days that continue to be further protected by the benefactors who saved my life.

Besides, many of them are children of the same age as myself.

I wish I could do something other than fight with this.

There are only a few things a child can do who has lived with parental asylum as a matter of course.

In the meantime, he was not very clever and he was also less capable of mastering something new.

To be more precise, the limit was to learn languages from different worlds, albeit one word.

I want to return the favor. I want to be useful.

I want to be a good person to be with them.

I am in a hurry and on the contrary I repeat all my failures.

And because you can only communicate with your surroundings in one word?

Each other's words do not engage the more they are together,

In a sense of haste, anxiety and loneliness, the boy begins to wish strongly.

♪ I want power ♪

That was really a kind wish for someone.

How could I have invited such darkness?

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

The third floor of the department store was roughly the floor where stores related to entertainment gathered.

Books, DVDs, toys, games, everything.

If many young people actually looked around the floor as a ratio, the customer base would have been that.

So, not that I was uncomfortable with them.

Looking men and women like the mid twenties fire at the ceiling all over the floor.

Some of them were department store clerks, and the assault also confused and frightened the customers.

"Cah!?

"Wow!?

The real one is a fat Japanese with eyes and ears even if he is unfamiliar with hearing it.

It doesn't have to explain what kind of sound the weapon is.

That's why I'm going to scream like everyone else goes on but it was shut up.

"Be quiet! If you stay quiet, you won't hurt me!

One man fires another automatic small gun at the ceiling, full auto, and then yells.

I can't even scream when I'm told it's a beehive if I don't hear anything else.

Multiple armed men will direct them to gather them in one place as they threaten.

The guests who were lucky enough to be near the stairs and escalators rush down in unison.

Do the killers give up that they have no choice or do they not need many hostages?

We were to be missed, but the bad luck was with the guests in the middle of it.

They were at a subtle distance from both the killers and the stairs. Their movements fell apart.

Some were trying to escape, while others were dotted with those unable to move out of fear.

And those who are torn apart by it and are unable to do anything.

"Oh, well, don't you guys panic, I should!?

"The Beret girl” was the unluckiest of all who had a relatively calm mind.

If we avoid those who escape, we will hit those who were stopped.

Then if you get away from it, there will be another person in front of you who will try to escape.

Everyone can't afford to care for others instead of being calm about the intermittent gunshots.

And that happens over and over again, and the girl falls in a collision with someone.

"WOW... I can handle that... that!?

We have to at least let the people who can't even move get away with it.

The girl who was burned by such a sense of purpose was surprised not to see what was supposed to be there.

The girl was already packed when she understood she had dropped it when she fell.

"I wonder if this is what you're looking for, young lady"

And my spine freezes on the disgusting voice that came down from the top.

One of the armed criminals had a creepy grin and a girl's terminal (Fosta).

"Just walk!

"Okay, 'cause I got it!

The guests were gathered in a space on the edge of the floor with occasional fire and threats.

A break set up next to a bookstore or wherever it seems to be for guests to read.

Approximately fifty or so people, including children, are put together.

The killers were fewer than ten, but if they could point a gun at them, the will to resist would have broken.

"Well, let's start with your misunderstandings"

A man in a suit with an automatic small gun in his possession for them like that stands on the bench and speaks out.

"We are the brave men who stood up for righteousness!

What do you say after doing this?

Everybody thought so, but in a situation surrounded by armed criminals, we just have to shut up.

Did the man in the suit know how to react like that? I will continue without being able to wolf.

"Regardless, I understand you're acting unconvincing.

But I want you guys to think about this once and for all!

The man complains strongly with a serious face as he gestures.

"What has happened in the last eight years!

About our world, where a different world named Garest has appeared and has been distorted!

The feverish tongue, as if to give a speech.

He was gathering a little bit of awareness among the customers of the precarious psychological state that they were being threatened with guns.

"This world has changed because of the incompetent government's acceptance of an inexplicable existence.

They must all remember. The normal routine that was there until yesterday was broken,

I was supposed to be able to grab it. I was robbed of my dream, and seriously crushed by their rules!

I changed my expression to see if I remember a small number of people.

They are all young and many in their late teens and twenties in general.

In other words, those who were still students or new members of society eight years ago.

It was the age that received the most stir of confusion due to interaction, which began from that time.

Everyone remembered what the man in the suit said about the degree difference.

"I wish we hadn't interacted with each other!

"The government accepted it without thinking!

And make sure it follows and the fellow armed criminals scream at each other.

To reveal the darkness of our legitimacy and our interaction with Garest.

"I've been crazy and hard at death every day for boxers.

They showed up, they changed the rules, they couldn't even make their debut!

"I was supposed to get a scholarship on shore too!

The guys who hadn't done anything to me before were chosen and dropped!

"I'm because Garest brought in all sorts of things.

The company was pushed into bankruptcy because the goods stopped selling!

Yet it's strange that a company just lucky enough to be commissioned will survive!

"All my family got unhappy because of Garest!

My parents lost their jobs because they couldn't use Garest's equipment!

My sister says she's low on status and she's still bullying me at school!

I was supposed to put on the job I admired, but the Garrets took it from me!

The grieving screams of the murderers surrounding the guests and their hatred for Garest.

People are vulnerable to the story of simple creatures “striving but being treated irrationally”.

Even with someone like that pointing a gun at me, no, that's why I sympathize.

It wasn't strange that it all happened to the customers.

Or extra because it's a story that might happen in the future.

"Can this happen!

The government still says. This is the dawn of a new era of cross-world exchanges.

Those things are a hoax! Notice, gentlemen!

Garrett showed up and said this world went crazy!

Certainly new technology went in. So what happens to those who've been studying it?

New jobs were also created. So what happens to those who are deprived of their jobs?

Sacrifice for change. Do you mean cut off those who can't follow you!!

The statement of the man in the suit was not small. It accurately stimulated their dissatisfaction.

Only a small part of us can benefit from change. For those who normally live.

This change was forcing them to live a different way than before, no matter how different the degree.

But most of them either gave up or accepted little favour and convenience that they had no choice.

It can also be said that they misled the dissatisfaction that was few in them.

"Yikes!

Behind it, under the direction of another man, one girl is thrust in front of the guests.

Being thrust up and stuck on the floor, she immediately woke up her upper body but also breathed.

I had judged the armed criminals to be anti-Galestrians because I had also heard the girl speak.

So it is still understandable that their gaze from them to themselves, the Garretians, is harsh.

"Hey, what...?

My body trembled without meaning. I fear my gaze otherwise.

The girl has a beret and her head is almost covered, so it's hard to tell by her side.

Not that blue hair is completely hidden, but at a glance, I find myself a Garretian.

His gaze, sharp and resentful, was just piercing the girl to say she was.

Those who have not turned their faces to the girl are still more conscientious. Not many people to stare at.

The girl is shocked when she feels like she's been told, "It's all your fault."

Clearly aim and incite evil emotions to bring the Garretians out in front of you.

Before that, people said they could easily manipulate their emotions if they prepared them.

The words of those who were saying came to mind, and there were no words.

"This..."

But girls are more scared of what they're going to do.

It was a shock that so many people had bad feelings for themselves.

I heard it was working. Everywhere was welcome.

Each of the elements that are not in each other's world is making progress.

The girl didn't know there were people spilling out of it.

"............ chi"

Are you out of line and don't like the attitude of the girl who lost her word was unplanned?

The man in the tongue-in-cheek suit continues his speech with a voice that often sounds as he looks down at her.

"As you can see, this guy is a Garest.

But don't let the girl's appearance fool you!

They are not human or anything! The demons that destroy our world are alike!

Do it, and gaze at it.

Shall I prove the word and show it to you?

It was the biggest of the killers who got the signal. There is a rod-shaped object in its hand.

It must have been somewhere in the department store. It's a chain pole with decorations.

Originally, the tools to indicate a section designation for directing people or banning access

It is unchained and directed as a murder weapon at a girl who is now irresistible.

"Huh!?

A man grabbed it with both hands and shook it up. That's pointing at the heavy stone part.

Before she could swing it down, the girl took refuge in her head and face and crossed her arms.

Some of them just closed their eyes, but before them the anomaly (futsu) occurs.

"Damn, you monster, this!

A man with a strong arm seems to be waving a pole at my samurai.

It sounds dull and the murder weapon is swinging down at the girl over and over again.

but she took it as if her skinny arm was nothing.

"Even Garest, if only you guys didn't show up!!

I didn't lose anything, you demon!

"Ya, stop, eh!

Clothes are really distorted and dirty.

The kneaded arms do not shake the dust before the impact of being slapped.

Garretians, a species with a high status on average. The girl's endurance is B +.

And muscle strength is A-rank. Differences in appearing muscles are pointless if they add up.

But if that's not the case, it's the story.

"How about this? What the hell is this?!?

This anomaly with all that tapping and no pain or itching!

They just look alike. These guys are all just monsters!

"Damn, come on, stop!!

"You guys, because of you!!

The murder weapon won't stop swinging down even if you want to utter a word of denial.

But the girl is not only bearable, she has no pain, no shock.

Every time a blow enters, his face is distorted and his body shrinks to fright and fear.

But they don't realize that the armed criminals are directing their thoughts to that look.

They just have a horrible organism (...) in their eyes that is alive and not a single injury before violence.

"This world will be ruled by these monsters as it is!

Now is the time to stand up with pride as an Earthling!

Get Garest out of here! We don't need monsters in our world!

The guests look at the sight with trembling.

We're all frightened of monsters that won't hurt us no matter how much we sift through the murder weapon.

The gaze told the girl, without any hesitation, that “you are horrible”.

"Oh, stop, hmm!

Girls can't resist the violence they wield. I don't know what to do.

I'm afraid of the man waving the murder weapon. I'm afraid of the killing intentions that can be directed at me. I'm afraid of my surrounding eyes.

Everything is horrible and I don't know what's going on.

Even the option of asking for help is disappearing from the girl's head.

"Fuck you, monster! This, this, huh!?

An act that keeps getting beaten up suddenly stops with a weird voice.

If I looked up to see what had happened, there was a sticky object snapping into the man's face.

"Stop it!

And there's a little boy staring at the giant while he's in the pose throwing something at him.

Package of discarded toys at your feet. It said 'Slime' there.

"Mother was there!

He said it sucks to be abusive to girls! Get away from your sister!

"Oh, boy!

Throw it back to peel off the slime of the toy sticking to your face and slap it on the floor.

I was slapped at my feet, and the spearhead of anger turned towards me. The child's face caught on.

"Oh, come on, I'm not scared! I can't beat a bad guy like you!

The child now glances back at the intimidating gaze from the giant opponent.

His hips pulled, his body trembling all over him, but he eats his teeth off and endures.

"Do what the kid figured out!

of the boy. That would certainly have been a courageous right thing to do.

But this is also barbaric. He doesn't have the strength to stand up to the killers.

And they're not cool enough themselves to miss because they're kids.

"Get out of my way!

The target of the giant man changes.

Shake Paul down to the child without hesitation, who was pointing at the girl.

The guests screamed and ran away from the child.

Only a boy with dull legs can move a step and stare at the imminent murder weapon still willingly.

To that sight, in the future a second later, the girl jumps in with a scream.

"Oh, dammit!!

A body interrupts between the giant and the boy, shielding itself.

Paul swung down on the back of the girl sheltering her child in her arms.

"Ah, uhh!!

"Oh, sister!? So, it's okay, hey!?

A child in his arm speaks desperately to a girl whose face is distorted by pain.

Give me a grin that's nothing more than that and return the word that it's okay.

Defense drops dramatically if you weren't aware of how durable it is.

Being strongly aware of shelter, my agility was demonstrated, but I lost sight of hitting myself.

"Ugh... what the hell are you doing!?

This child will be the same Earthlings as you!

We are the ones you guys resent, how come even this kid!!

"Ugh, uh-huh! It's bad to shelter you guys!

What does a child know? I don't know anything. I like kids. Take it easy.

Anyone on Garest's side is an enemy! Even the kid won't forgive me!

"How impotent..."

In the frightened half, in the frightened half, the girl hugs the child in her arms harder.

Because I felt no sane color in the eyes of the murderers.

The previous claims sounded reasonable, but they were misty at the time of the attack on the child.

It would still have been nice if that was just the emotional rampage of the giants in front of us.

In the eyes of the other culprits there is no colour to condemn, only anger and hatred.

"We'll show you from here. It's Garest!

We need to get our world back. Take back my future!

"That's right!

"Do it!!

Are we listening to the endorsement and excitement of our fellow citizens or not?

The giant man grabbed his pistol as he dropped the pole from his hand.

Only a comatose grin appeared on that expression, and there was no hesitation in shooting humans.

Or he was a face who didn't even think about it.

"No matter how sturdy this is, you're gonna die, right?

"Become!?

Instead, all that happened was madness.

And they're right, you don't have to get shot alive to get hurt.

The girl herself, of course. And the boy in the arm.

"Wait, at least this kid!

"Die!!

"Out of the way, out of the way!

A black barrel is pointed at along with a merciless metal sound.

The girl at least thrust the boy in her arm as she distorted her face in agony.

I also felt like I heard another voice from a different place, but I can't care less.

I could see the finger on the trigger moving on the side, but the direction of the muzzle hasn't changed.

If it was good, I would feel relieved and not move (...) I would meditate on my eyes by standing up while my body.

And I shrunk my body to gunshots like a resounding death sentence, but I didn't get a shock.

"Huh... Huh?

The girl had a back that looked familiar if she opened her horrible eyes and looked up.

The “he” was distracting the giant's arms wide and causing the muzzle to point to the ceiling.

"Fuck you!

Why is it so critical every time you rush every time!!

This was the third total encounter in a day today, with the boy shouting his inexplicable anger.

Literally punching a giant man in the jaw with a sharp fist that pokes him up from the bottom.

"It's too bad for my heart!

"Damn!?

A brain-shaking blow. It is not a dimension of, for example.

A man of great stature was floating in the universe with just a boy's uppercut.

And he falls at the feet of the man who was speaking with that momentum and winds up.

The bench broke by weight and the man standing fell to be crushed by the giant.

"Become, too!?

Ugh, damn it, get out of the way!

I guess he was the leader.

Panicked buddies rush over and try to get the giants out of the way, but it doesn't work.

The rest turned a sharp glance at the boy, about fifteen, who had suddenly broken into it.

"Do what! If you're Japanese like us, you should fight!

"Ugh shut up maggots!!!

"Become..."

But such things silence the boy's yelling voice and his gaze with more intimidation than theirs.

He doesn't want to hear what the armed criminals have to say. I don't even feel the need to talk.

Just tap “his obvious” on one side.

"A garbage scumbag and a girl who sheltered a child just rampaging with a weapon.

I have to tell you which way to help!?

- Shame on you!!

The boy who suddenly broke in and saved the girls' crisis was clear,

I shamelessly cut everyone on the spot except the girls and threw them away.

He really finally got here now, but there's still something to tell.

A boy pushed and sheltered by a girl. Armed men. Discrete guests.

A creepy face characteristic of a terrorist with a weapon that we are right.

And the gaze, expression and distance of the frightened guests are shifting.

Roughly what was going on, etc. That was enough.

Although I have only been in similar situations a few times.

"What, on your own..."

"Well, we were threatened with guns..."

But the words strongly condemned the guests.

I look unconvinced as to why I should be told that much.

But in it, one voiced like a bumpy twinkle.

"- Mom, I'm scared."

"Huh?"

"Those people and their mothers are scared!

Did it kick your ass that someone's kid told you that?

Even the other children say something similar one after the other.

"I can't believe you're so lame!

"Don't manipulate the Walloons!

"I'm scared here, man."

"Mom, I'm scared, those people are scared."

The desperate voices of my sons and young children remind the adults of their incompetence.

They were desperate to raise their voices before this happened, but no one noticed.

"Ha, don't you know the kids better, Yikes!

Pick up the slime that was falling on the floor and throw it like an underslow.

"Bubeh!? What the hell is this?

I targeted the face of the woman who was about to point a gun at the noisy guests. That's a hit.

The woman who panicked at the discomfort that struck her face kicks herself into something as it is and falls.

"Look, it's not over yet!

"There is!?

"Huh!?

"No!?

Go on and kick the pole you were throwing away and hit the snakes of the men who were lining up.

They screamed in intense pain and rolled around on the spot to enjoy themselves with their feet in their arms.

"Hurry and run while you can! Only the stairs over there can pass!

"Yes!

The giant can't get up yet. The same goes for crushed men.

Those who try to wake them and those who roll around in pain, they are full of hands.

It's only a matter of a few more seconds from the situation, but if you just let them get away with it, that's enough.

We run off at the same time, dropping them off and turning our gaze back on the killers again. but.

"Sister, what's wrong!?

"Ugh, I'll catch up with you soon enough, so go ahead..."

I'm surprised the signs of the person behind you don't move.

When I looked back at it as strange, the girl was sitting more on the spot.

So I realized it was the first girl I had encountered today for the third time,

I don't have time to be surprised at that right now.

"Hey, can't you move?

"Yes, please, take this child."

"Shut up! Boy, what did this guy do?

"It's like a stick my brother just beat me up a lot..."

Pull the girl's arm and gently touch her back with her middle hips and dirty sleeves halfway through the words.

"Huh!"

I groan to endure the pain the moment I touched my back, though the reaction from my arms was faint.

"Shit, was it a bad hit?

Now move until it hurts.

Time runs out. Those words depend on the back of your brain.

I perceived it with signs of standing behind me and the sound of a sticking gun.

"I like kids forever - hey!?

But whether you give up resistance with it or not is a different story.

Kick it off to prune someone's leg standing on his back without even turning around.

He then stepped on the face of a man who fell unfamiliar with the sudden change in vision.

"Shit."

But that's it. This is no longer the resistance of dangerous areas.

Because the complete time runs out. The killers surrounded themselves.

Some of them still couldn't move, but there was nothing they could do about it from all directions.

If everyone was sticking their guns out of reach, they still had the means.

Armed criminals were also wary or distant of the boy's martial arts abilities from previous events.

Now if the boy - Sinichi - knew of a weapon called a 'gun', he could still handle it.

But he doesn't know a weapon called a gun.

No matter what kind of person lived in modern Japan doesn't know about guns.

But differences in performance due to shooting, recoil, power, speed and type of bullet.

I don't know if those are extra gun maniacs or Milliota, or anyone with firing experience.

Speaking of which, a weapon called a gun is real to Sin Yichi, even if you know it.

It is also equal to a fictional and unknown weapon in that it has never actually been seen.

The situation of being surrounded by it more restricted his movement.

It also hurts to have the two behind you instead of yourself on the ray.

"Oh, sister!

"I'm sorry, I..."

Shut up, or I'll blow you away first.

He yells at the three men surrounding him, especially those with automatic small arms.

At the same time, I thought it might be one hand, from the structure of the building I remembered without moving my gaze.

I wonder if I can drop it from the glazed area (...), but I tongue that it is inner uneven.

The impact of the fall can be hard to see and mislead by the magic of the wind,

No matter how you get from here, you can't reach it using distant and abusive means.

Not to mention the injured and the child. Such means are only the last.

"... does that... mean you're planning to blow us away first?

The man in the suit, who would be a leader, says abominably.

Attitudes and responses to sudden events are third-rate but there is no brake at gunpoint.

Compared to the others, only three of the automatic small guns appeared to be used to handling guns.

And only the man in the suit sets up an automatic small gun from the front towards Sinichi.

The rest were looking from Sinichi and breaking up left and right and pointing gunshots at the girls behind him.

The way he takes hostages is plain good. He can't move at all.

It is clearly the most alarming formation of beings who have suddenly broken in,

I am horrified that there is no tremor whatsoever in my fingers that I put on the trigger of an automatic small gun.

Anyway, if anything else, those three will be relentlessly able to trigger it.

"Is there something wrong?

I guess garbage blows up in the trash. "

Understanding that, he talks to mock the man in the front suit with vigour.

That would be normal in my face.

It was just not a statement directed solely at the man.

"Oh, we're garbage!?

"What do you mean, a filthy terrorist is nothing but garbage?

Returns even more derisive words to the words of someone who rages.

- Are you out of your mind?

The hostility of the armed criminals pierces the boy in such a voice, but where the wind blows.

Instead, he even had an invincible grin and made a small fool of them.

"It's not terrorism! The battle we need!

It's a fight to take back what Garest took from me!

"Do you know what you lost?

Don't you think it's embarrassing to be a good old adult to waste like a child? "

Everywhere cold eyes and frightened voices provoke the culprits relentlessly.

And it went on everywhere, and his mouth never stopped.

One after another so as not to give the three of the examples who do not respond to provocation a gap in which they can intervene.

"Damn it. You think these people can easily get a gun?

Where did the Japanese gun knife method disappear while a little further away?

Do something about yourselves before you say anything else. "

"That must be because of Garest!

Their gear went out and the value of the gun crashed.

Licensed manufacturers of weapons over there survived,

The company I couldn't do was crushed, and the craftsmen had to live behind it!

"Ha, what's the absurd excuse"

Laughing with his nose, inside. I appreciate that I learned to explain it.

Though he is true only around receiving as one rumor.

Garest gear is standard for the police and military worldwide.

But until then, I didn't care how the equipment was currently handled.

Originally, there was no interest or knowledge of weapons in this world.

But if you think about it, it was only natural that the gun was eliminated.

It is said that its power as a weapon is greatly inferior to its ease of handling and portability.

On the other hand, we hope that non-lethal weapons will be completed without problems against the backdrop of high technical capabilities.

Also the fact that with guns it doesn't work at all for Garest's gear.

Insufficient power in action. Biological human opponents are too lethal.

The weapon, the gun, which is a big loser on these two points, was doomed to obsolescence.

And this is just a "that's all” story if you say so.

"So you think the average person can get a gun now if they put it in the back a little bit too?

Ha, pity. If it was originally a gun society, I'd be somewhat sympathetic and convinced.

That's what happens in Japan because I feel sorry for the adults after all, right?

"What!?

That will not happen if we focus on legal development and elimination.

It's only sweet that you can only live in the back.

There are as many ways as there are to make use of the technology in hand.

If you just want to live even if you can't do that, you don't have to be a profession of the same lineage.

Crushing the company I worked for can happen even without cross-world interaction.

If you tell him, something big and easy to understand happened.

Something's wrong with me that I think I can get through until then.

"What if I'm also saying it's Garest's fault or something?

You know, blaming the world for not being able to cope with the changing times, huh!

Nonsense. Hey, hey, you're embarrassing me. Are you aware of that?

You're angry and rampaged up by mistake, and you really think you can handle it?

Impossible. There is no way. Reckless. No use. Meaningless.

A boy who scoffs unchanged by praising their decisions so extraordinarily.

Their hands tremble with anger at the attitude of denying and making fun of everything they have.

"You... you see the situation? If we shoot him, he'll die!

"Ha, you know what I mean?

That's a murder tool. No dirty hands.

The worst weapon that won't even leave you feeling like you took your life. Use it if you want.

And fall for the murder of less than garbage scum. "

"Huh!"

The voices I laughed at with my nose are more mocking than ever, and with strong grudges.

Words like that curse inspired the fear of using the weapons they potentially possessed.

I had already figured out from the very beginning that they were not prepared for anything except some of it.

Ready to hold a weapon. Ready to take your life. Prepare to sin. I'm ready to be a killer.

It is there for a decent spiritual person to use a weapon against a person at his will.

But they are just temporarily deluding them by anger.

For Sinichi, who was forced to transcend those lines (...) in a way that he did not want,

Their posture was not entirely forgivable as weapons bearers.

That's why Sinichi incites the offenders' anger and provokes them.

"... say something... don't say something unsolicited! There's a kid who knows nothing!

Our lives have become daunting because of the exchange of different worlds!!

That's why I caught it, I fucking laugh.

I saw a man shook his fist in anger and put his gun down while hiding his inner grin.

The dyed blonde guy in his late twenties turns a strong killer gaze,

He doesn't even wander in what's not far from the battlefield.

"I don't know what the trash scum situation is!

If you don't use that weapon, you won't be able to make a scene.

You can't just bark and scan in public, you loser!!

"Uh-oh, shut up!!

"No, don't come near me!

Was the boiling point originally low? Did his words touch some harp line?

The man stuffed with passion and punched him with a grip of guns to slap his emotions.

A blunt sound of cancer sounded and the boy's head lowered diagonally.

"Brother, eh!?

"Please be quiet."

A girl cuddles up and seals off the screaming sound of the child behind her.

While admiring the girl in his chest, he silently looked up at the man as he put his head off by shock back in position.

"Eh, you're not a loser. I can't believe I lost.

To the sharpness of the eye that was there, the man repeatedly waved his fist as if frightened.

The boy's eyes were strong, neither frightened by pain nor trembling by fear.

I punch him in the face over and over again because of his instinctive rejection of what he sees with that eye.

There was only one time the gun fell out of a man's hand, but nobody noticed.

"I've been a boxing string since I was a kid, and I've been working hard under my father!

Yet! I can't because I suddenly have a low status!

The rules change! It's indefinitely suspended!

You ignore all the opinions of the people who do it! Are you kidding me!!

Thanks to you, everyone stopped and my dad's gym was over!

Keep beating him one after the other, screaming as if to put the wrath he holds in his fist.

One of the things that surprised me when Sinichi came back here is the shrinking of the sports industry.

The sports world was in a sense the industry most influenced by the status culture.

The difference in abilities due to the difference in status is too pronounced to compete in those who are high and low.

Should we think of this like a class and divide it? Think of it as an individual talent, can't you separate it?

Can I let the Garest in or not? What do we do in team competitions?

legal and humanitarian issues, and value as entertainment. industry as a whole from a variety of factors,

One competition alone does not bring together opinions, and the development of rules has not yet progressed.

As a result, almost every competition is in such a state of confusion that it is unlikely that it will be able to get into business.

As a hobby, the sports population and popularity have not yet declined, but as a profession, they have fallen.

"Damn it, I didn't lose. I couldn't even fight!!

I would have been a protest in a little while! Just kidding! "

The cry of this young man is thus the words of those who have lost their jobs and broken their dreams.

There was nothing about the man in the suit being alert. The boy was irresistible as creepy.

My head shakes left and right to match a man's fist, and the red thing flies from my mouth.

"Damn you... ha, ha, ha, ha..."

How much did you keep hitting me like that?

A man's fist stops because of tiredness while roughing his breath with his shoulders.

As soon as he did, Sinichi looked up quietly at the youth as if to return to the beginning.

Did the first blow also make a wound to the head? Blood is falling from the forehead.

The bruises were all over his face, and the blood was leaking from his mouth, and he could tell that he was cutting his mouth.

Still, the intensity of the eye on his face remained unchanged, frightening the man.

"Oh, my God, what are you..."

"You, you were playing martial arts, and you didn't think anything of my movements?

"Huh?"

Sinichi does not answer a man's creepy query, but vice versa.

But the only thing floating in his face was confusion. I saw nothing I felt in it.

"Well... then either way you couldn't have that world.

I don't care how hard an incompetent guy tries to do anything, loser. "

So he shrugged.

Your hard work is ridiculous that your thoughts on dreams are to that extent.

Hiding the emotions of irresistible pity behind it.

"Oh, shut up!!

But the word is the greatest insult to him. That exaggeration suppresses even unconscious manipulation,

A man aiming for a boxer's full fist (straight to the right) punched Singh Ichi.

The boy's body dances gently through the universe, beating his body to the bookshelf of the bookstore.

The girl hugged the child in her arms so that she could reveal herself to the fierce and dull sound.

Perhaps, but she could see the aim of thin rashes and shinichi.

"Ugh, gu... it's hard to add or subtract jumping together..."

with the pain complained of by the flesh, which drew little endurance.

I wake up physically from inside a book that collapsed in shock and squeal so I can't hear.

It was just fine. My standing position.

Anyone could have done it. If you're a short-tempered person who gets beaten up hard.

That way, you can stay away from those who shelter you on your back and turn your attention to yourself, even temporarily.

The suggestion, even the three examples are watching him get up instantly while being beaten up.

And from that position there was a "just the right size” thing wherever it rolled.

"Ha, ha..."

Stand on a higher bookshelf (...) than you while pretending to breathe on your shoulders.

Regardless of your fear, consider it a threat. His gaze is now focused on him alone.

If you really pull it out, whether it's anchored to the floor or not, it's a moment. throw it in a suit man's face,

Bring the rest into a riot by putting the other two first where you have confused them with your intentions.

Less than ten opponents, and the majority are unfamiliar with guns and battles.

No one would even float around the option of pointing a gun at a hostage if you upset them.

So I put my hand on the bookshelf and I stopped moving.

"Oh, you're so flashy."

He takes his hand off the bookshelf as he tongues over the sounding pleasant man's voice.

A group of five or six gunmen walked in a different direction from the killers in front of us.

He would have been one of them on the other floor. I'm heading this way with a hostage in the lead.

"Speaking of like me... what a bad time..."

I could have handled it if the timing had been a little more uneven later.

But if we do what we're supposed to do here, it's the hostages there that are at risk.

And that's who he'll never abandon, no matter what.

"Shinichi!?

"... what are you getting at, you..."

before childhood tampering, which sees a bruised and bloody face and ends,

I can't help it, and with a soft voice he exhales stupidity.

Sin Yichi had no choice but to laugh bitterly anymore, and now those eyes were ready.

─ ─ ─ Do you want to go back to the plush and do another good job