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

".................. what's wrong"

Sinichi was troubled by his arms in comparison to a pile of fallen students.

Break it up to students who have disarmed their mental skills and students who have just taken away their consciousness.

I was releasing the latter one by one sequentially but had to stop along the way.

"Damn, when this happens, I'll have to use my own magic..."

Grab a cell phone mode fosta and get a sigh of sigh. It's dark anyway.

The landscape is not. The Fosta screen doesn't show anything.

The light suddenly went out in the middle of work even though I didn't turn it off.

I just got back on my own from armor. Whatever I did, I'm not responding.

Are you completely out of function or can't extract energy?

"Um, finally broke it?

Relatively Garest gear is not easy to break for use.

I forgot a few minutes, but he's a crusher who often breaks the armament in his hands.

It's not that I'm badly handled, but I just can't stand his power.

"Think about it. This is a precision machine.

You got a rattle inside because I used it on my own like that?

Such speculation cannot be understood as a conclusion of what stands.

The communication device is in this state in order to communicate with someone who seems to understand.

I had no choice but to reach out to a nearby student to borrow someone's...

"Huh!?

─ ─ He also jumped off the scene without understanding the reason.

See where I was until earlier with a stunned look on my face.

"... hmm?

There are clearly two holes in that rocky earth worn with nanicas.

I just don't see that Nanica anywhere, and I don't see any sign of Photon.

But more puzzling to him than that is why he avoided it.

He himself is perplexed by the fact that more than half of his body reacted on its own motion.

"Why with that degree of attack..."

I've instinctively felt threatened and unaware of the attack before.

But the power estimated from the depth of the hole and the hardness of the rock skin is not enough to be alarming.

It seemed good to just wave my arms, even if it moved reflexively.

"Hey!! If you're seeing it, don't be a bummer!!

"Huh!?!?

I am surprised by the vegetarian sound of a grumpy voice that can take both anger and caution there.

Instead of signs, I didn't even feel the sound of things moving or the change in air flow.

If I turned my gaze in the direction of my voice, one school student stood in grandeur.

But if you don't pay conscious attention to why, you really disappear from your sight.

I could tell by the silhouette and voice that I was a female student, but I don't know any more.

It's best not to lose sight of it, and I can't see any further features.

"You think this is... an inhibition of recognition?

Still, I'm surprised by that attitude when I stare with a strong consciousness.

With a half-body stand, he protruded his left arm wide in front of him, placing his right hand next to his cheek.

Pose as if you're squeezing it even though you don't have a bow or arrow.

An alarm familiar with that posture and the warning from herself rings with her head.

"I will destroy you, I will destroy everything... oh, no! Just jump to the side!!

"Are you kidding me!?

I managed to see that her right finger made some sort of "release" motion,

He was jumping sideways even though he suspected more than half of it but decided his instincts were dangerous.

A small hole had been created in the earth with the sound of impact as soon as possible.

As if an invisible arrow had been unleashed.

"Hey are you going to be the one!?

"Ugh!

I wanted to... break it, break everything... no, I am!

My body is on its own, uhh... let everyone admit it, come on, don't listen to me, uhh!

It is true that some things were attacked unknowingly.

To the questioning voice the girl says back with a furious fury that is more than just a reverse cut.

Between them, words without context mix with voices similar to that of someone else.

And that motion again makes me desperate to pull an invisible bow, in a desperate shape.

I also felt like I was struggling alone to contain it.

"Huh..."

He was already rushing out, overlapping the sights of a dream he often dreamed of - the past.

Assuming an invisible bow and arrow is "present" and avoiding its rays, it stuffs at once.

The girl who was fighting herself reacted in time even though she was late to notice.

"Huh?"

"Damn!?

It was hard to see what you were trying to do with mysterious perception inhibition,

Still, the alarm rings with his head again and he stops forcefully on the spot.

In the meantime, a glimmer of steel passed at his present, robbing him of his slight forehead.

Is it because of the sudden impending sin ichi? Or did her resistance lose?

She remained surprised by the look on her face and now she was pulling out a sole that looked real.

"... oh, come on, what are you doing stupid!?

You were so busy in a minute!

I don't want to be bloody!

"You think it's a Japanese sword?

My eyes are caught by the blade swung through as I listened to the anger of worry crossing.

If we don't keep an eye on it as much as the girl herself, we're going to lose sight of it.

There will be no Japanese mistaking the characteristic shape of the body, the blade print, or the round-robin.

And that represents a certain fact.

"... Isn't that a violation of the Gun Knife Act?

"Say that to your school students!? And now!?

The seriousness of the cleavage and the length of its fullness were in complete violation of that law.

Especially since this is Kutoria, it is not a place where Japanese law extends.

It is also a little uneven to ask that of students in possession of arms from time to time.

"Ugh, I'll prove it, my mothers... oh, hey, avoid it!!

Step in with the blade restated with both hands and shake it down without hesitation.

I meditated on both eyes thinking it was inevitable to give you screaming attention.

But he can afford to watch his body move towards slaughter.

Even if there was a perception inhibition, the length could be grasped with a flash of confusion ahead.

The tip of the sword doesn't blur your body just by lowering it gently.

"Huh!?

However, the moment I tried to do so, an ice cube slipped off my back.

That's unsavory and not my stuff. Numerous experiences suddenly complain.

Sin Yichi obeys you, frustrated by your absolute suspicion.

Avoid flashing your sword with a single piece of paper by forcing yourself to take half of what you tried to back down.

The emptied sword cut deep into the rocky earth and broke with the impact.

"Gu, what!?

No matter what you are. The earth is in a straight line along its glimmering trajectory.

Grooves carved into rock skin as if invisible nanicas were passing by.

He took a distance by holding his left hand to that phenomenon that happened in front of him.

"Oh, uh... no way, your arm!?

"It's connected, physically."

I wave that arm and answer the trembling voice that I fear I have cut.

The wrist was on the extension line of the sword flash due to a slight delay in avoiding the tip of the arm.

Did you hit the shock that cracked the earth? The feeling ahead is disappearing from it.

physical shock did not cross the endurance of the battle-conscious flesh, but

They took the magic of the tip of their arms or a more fundamental nanica (...).

"The Cam Nagi blade didn't go through? Ah, but... there's no mistake!!

Apart from the will to be more stunned than relieved, the body unleashes the next attack.

A few pieces of paper flew along with the kind of motion that threw Nanica.

I laugh when I can see what it is because I'm away from my body or as soon as I can.

A longitudinal rectangle with a mysterious pattern and a 'blast' lettering in the center.

"Now it's a curse!

Invisible bow and arrow. Japanese knife more than real. And a spell.

It is a laughing but bitter thing and a substitute closer to escaping reality than half.

Denying as much as you can that the possibility you don't want to admit is over your head.

If you jump out loud, the mark hits where you were until a moment ago and gives you a blast.

"Damn, it's not Farandia, and who are you really!?

Even the flaming lights that illuminate the dark night won't show her.

Sinichi consciously glanced at the silhouette standing behind it.

Foster is out of function. I can't afford to play the status card.

Then he switched the function of his own eyes to peek into the girl's soul.

From there, I tried to see the status alone in a big mess. But.

"What, you say?

"I can do it! The stronger we all admit it is!

My fathers are wrong about everything... ah, run farther!!

Before that, she put up her bow again, blinded by the power flowing there.

I can clearly see the bow and arrow without the entity she is holding again now.

with the identity of that power that is shaping it.

"A bow and arrow imitated by the power of the soul!?

"Knock, knock, knock, knock. I didn't train for this!

Make anyone deny it... hey!!

It was an arrow with no entity that was released with a crying voice.

It flies like tearing space apart, imitated by a light as pale as fluorescent light.

Is it using the “force” in it to propel it faster than a normal flying arrow?

But I can't talk about how I can see it with my eyes on the spring of the trick.

Light arrows grabbed in his hand with lightness as if it were a comma of everyday life.

"Become!"

"Is it a real thing without a trick? Do it well at that age.

Old priests over there can't even imitate monkeys. "

I can't insult the interference in reality that a bow and arrow imitated in that instant.

Also, an attack of the same kind cannot be taken lightly by an unseen slaughter.

Still the sensation of the left hand is thin and it is foreseen that recovery will still take a little while.

He honestly praised the fact that a teenage girl could handle the power of her soul that much.

"Terrible, not at all... I should have noticed sooner"

And I could see her gradually as I grabbed and folded the arrow aimed between my eyebrows.

The inhumane, neat appearance still lit by the burning firepillars.

Its color is blue eyes within the common sense of the earth, though it opens its eyes to surprise.

Swinging ponytail in hot air is not uncommon. Long bright chestnut hair.

She was kind of eloquent about which world she was from.

It's a strange mismatch to carry a Japanese knife and put a mark on your chest.

"The power to see the soul... can you call it inspiration in retrospect? Or spiritual abilities.

Shizuku, is the membrane that covers your body like a cover-up?

"Oh no you know that much!?

"Hit it or... Lanobe's knowledge is sometimes helpful"

"Of the main house of Tumen, what Lanobe!?

The Yin Yang Master, who was haunted before the dimensional drift, laughed bitterly remembering that.

Especially since they dye their expressions in stunning colors due to the fact that they are a good source.

Sin Ichi's face, on the other hand, seemed somewhere pitiful and depressed.

I should have known it existed earlier.

"I really just moved in, and I couldn't seem to afford it."

What did the Frank teaching explain when he was first briefed on Hui Beast?

of some explanations. Legends and legends such as monsters and monsters and UMA on Earth

He said that Hui Beast was a model, and that was in fact the global theory.

It's likely that Shining Beast has become the model, though it won't be exactly everything.

If so, would the people who were supposedly fighting them (...) be fictional?

Exorcist, Yin Yang Master, Witch, Spiritual Capable Man, Mage, Witch, Spellman.

From real things to completely fictional things, there were those with the names of their hands.

It wouldn't have been all of us, and the majority of those who so named would be phonies.

But some of the fictional monsters are more than "based” on real beasts.

There was a good chance that their “power" was real again.

Regardless of the people in this world who generally treated it as something they didn't.

He must realize that they have real knowledge of the world (Farandia).

He was stunned at himself for not thinking until he saw it.

"What are you talking about, uhh... make me admit, to everyone, to those guys!

Oh, oh, another cam nagi, oh, shut up!

My mother's knife is for this, oh no!!

As anger and scream mingle, a sharp flash is wielded by powerful steps.

It's like a solo play. But his eyes knew it was never like that.

"I thought you would, but still"

A ring on the head that I'm quite used to seeing tonight alone.

But only her. The brilliance is repeatedly flashing and unstable.

Desperate to be screamed every time it shines strong. It's been snatching his ears.

There was just something I had to decide first.

None of Sin Yichi missed her screaming (screaming).

"... not good"

Her behavior is no longer as fearful as it would be if she could be seen.

Stepping in with the knife again is familiar and quick.

And I don't think you're an amateur. There's definitely a kick and a move there.

That extraordinary sword I've learned somewhere for sure is also an eye-catching thing.

But it's not suitable for real life. It's beautiful, but it's easy to read.

So there is no longer a threat to her attack. The problem is something else.

"No, no, no, this... kill, kill, kill everyone!!

The color disappears from his face as he avoids a streamlined yet basic street sword flash.

Is it because of the power of the soul - the spiritual power or was there a pre-emptive countermeasure to the mental interference system?

Anyway, because of that means of resistance (...) there is a load on her spirit.

Whether her immaturity or skill wasn't covered, all she had to do was remain halfway conscious.

Unable to do so, more overload than previous victims have oppressed the brain and spirit.

Considering it was another move that had been made by those who had lost their cool.

It would also be because of the brilliance of her movements themselves.

It was the result of remaining conscious halfway through and manipulated halfway through.

"Trouble......... we shouldn't destroy nature for now, huh?

"By my will, uhh, if you show me your power and make me acknowledge it, I'm sure!!

Every time the flesh waves a knife that she's ordered to be, precisely, rampaged.

The spiritual blade of pale light is shot off, easily tearing apart the earth and the surrounding trees.

Now think about what's going on and keep avoiding the swordsmanship that went into the hall.

Guiding consciousness in a completely irrelevant direction stopped being a first aid.

It's easier to keep avoiding sword flashes and this spirit blade than you can see.

But touching the head with the scratching ring breaks the bone.

The unskilled method he finds needs to be touched directly, even for a moment.

It would be slashed with a knife to return once avoided and stepped in.

Even if the flesh can withstand, it can't move without feeling lost.

If you don't think about her safety, you can do as much as you want.

If you're a man who doesn't think about sole, you're not involved in this kind of trouble in the first place.

"No, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

You can't afford it. Just go away!

This is an important knife, I don't want to get dirty with your blood!

What to do. He blinks at the cry as he squeezes his options.

Any narrative that doesn't fit with your desperate resistance to the flesh trying to ravage you.

It was a heartfelt surprise to say and do him wonder if he was really in reality.

At the same time it was something that evoked a different and complex emotion.

"... at all, run away to others even in that state, huh?

I'll always be miserable that day because I have people like you. "

She was abusive in the way she said it from the start, but she had guided him.

while I can't help myself. As long as there are those who can still say so,

I can only cry and beg for help and bring in the tragedy. I am still hilarious.

"What are you laughing at happily!? Listen to me properly, Gu, no!?

How can this face have such a look when it is?

This is why I want to throw up my interpersonal luck when it's too mean.

I spit out poison (...), wanting to fill my chest with this warm emotion instead.

"Well, if you can, do it and show it to me.

You think you're going to kill me with that crap? Sleep and say. "

"What have you seen so far, come on, forgive me, May, shut up!

Anger also dwells in her sane eyes because of the momentary things that are important to her.

Seeing it, he laughed with his nose at the martial effort she would have piled up.

"What's with all the amateur chamberlain?

Fight with that? Prove strength? Aren't you Bakka?

"Become, you, gu, ah... what to you!!

"Well, I suppose your parents with silly daughters look pathetic."

"Eh, don't make my mothers bad!!

Always make fun of the two of you, laugh! You too!!

Is that anger insane or rampant? Either way.

Just ignore chest pain etc. I don't even have to compare it to that.

"That makes me laugh.

I can't even swing my sword around like that.

Using Incense Psychiatry doesn't work for kids like me at all.

Hey, what do you call that without wasting your efforts?

"Oh, gosh, it's no use! I'm not even a chicken!

I'll prove it! My mothers are not ashamed!

You two just loved each other! Is that a failure or a mistake!

Something to make anyone, anything, absolutely deny!!

The strongest and most messy step ever makes a flash.

I'm sure that's the emotion in the deepest part of her. But I don't like it.

What the hell kind of trash can make a child feel this way?

I vomit words that put me in line with him with the thought of vomiting backwards.

"But you can't do anything. You're a failure, a mistake."

It impresses me in a bad way when it's something that even comes out.

You can't look him in the eye without such a light escape from reality.

Beautiful blue eyes opened wide and cracked.

"Awwwwwwwww!!!

The ring shines strongly at once, and the sane colour of sanity disappears from its appearance.

The sword swung down with screaming screams is too loud and awkward.

I don't think about the two machetes, I don't even stand on the blade muscle. The rambling sword is too full of gaps.

I followed it and stepped into my nostalgia avoiding a violent swing with a single piece of paper.

His hands have already captured the girl's face when the tip of the sword has broken the earth.

The insane sword cannot react at all, and its eyes are not even noticed.

"Sorry."

I put a magic bullet in her forehead with such a self-satisfied apology in my mouth.

The ring disappears as your head is shaken by the impact, and your body collapses like a broken puppet.

I tried to take it and hold it tight before the knee hit the ground.

"Hmm?"

"Oh, don't touch me!

Make a loud noise with the batin. The hand of help is strongly rejected.

And there was prickly anger and the anger of a girl who bumped into her killer.