Isekai Tensei – Kimi to no Saikai made Nagai koto Nagai koto

"Who's with you?

"That's enough. Leave me alone. So, go on. I understand that prophecy, but how could they have believed in such a grand prophecy at the time? 'Cause it's two thousand years from now, right? It's not a pin."

"Yeah. Actually, that's where it is, but I'm not sure either. But humanity and the earthlings at the time believed the prophecy," he said.

No, they weren't the only ones at the time.

That is why I am still convinced of that prophecy, both by the Saint Knights and by the way the Ivories are.

Why not?

"And that's where I have to explain to you the key figures of humanity at the time." The Father of Subculture Red, "later called the Father of Civilization," The Best Brain and Silver in Human History, "and even" Immortal Schenlou, "who made the elements of our world's technology to dramatically advance human history in a meagre period of time, and -"

And? Maybe it's because I accidentally listened to the story all the time that I didn't realize.

I thought it was someone involved because it had appeared so naturally.

"Red, silver, shenrough, rainbow. What's next? Bronze? What's the point of continuing to raze about explanations you can't even explain at once? It's just Uzee."

No... this guy... he's not a snail.

It's a damaged red-colored polar dreadhairs.

He was slowly approaching us by stepping into this area.

"What... What!

"You're lying!

It was a soul loose shell behind me the moment I saw the person, Black and Ash suddenly looked up and dyed the look in amazement.

"Huh? Who is it? Why?

"Mm-hmm? What guy! That's where we stop!

And he doesn't give a shit about the voices and reactions around him.

A grin that caught the corner of my mouth like a jabrick.

Square glasses on, behind that lens, red and black stained eyes, not eyes shining bright red like ura.

And a big, lightning-like scar carved on his face as if the crack had run.

Made me feel cold somewhere.

"You are.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Oh, no! Why are you here?

And a curator who wolves out just like the two princesses.

What? Do you know him? And you're some kind of freaking jerk?

No, aside from whether it sucks or not, wait... Nanda Koitzha?

"Oh, hey, stop right there!

"What is security doing then! Mobile!"

The two princesses change their blood and turn around in front of me, placing it on the man who showed up.

Then, following the words Ash shouted, the four metallic robots the curator was taking with him glanced at, trying to surround the man -

"Usy ~. Strawberry Drill"

A long dread of polar thickness twisted and stretched, piercing the robots in an instant.

"Huh!"

"What?"

I doubted my eyes. No, in my head for a moment. "Why? ♪ The word should have just been me and especially Nettle ♪

"Cacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacaca. Uzee is the only tour of the exhibit. The book doesn't look at the cover. The contents are as important as Uzee's. I mean, history and culture are not museum decorations. It's something I'll experience myself. Wouldn't you say that about Uzee?"

The man destroyed the robots as if nothing had happened, and sat dokally and greatly on the spot.

High-pressure attitude that looks up at us from the bottom and looks down.

And why is this guy...

"Hey, isn't the Divine Clan a gathering of ordinary human ladybugs who can't use magic? Oh, my God, this guy."

Only normal people? Such an idiot.

"Why is this guy so deaf? Why is this guy a hair drill? Why does he have brown skin and white skin? I don't know what that means. Why do you have big wings like an angel?"

Elf-like ears. Half of my body is dark elf-like skin color. Dread-haired hair tip becomes a drill, and its back has sky-like feathers?

Then the man sharpened his mouth grin even more to my reaction and suddenly began to speak.

"Subhuman and newcomer studies were all stopped at the same time that our ancestors moved into this world. From the precedent that made it impossible to manage the subhumans as much as Uze, to avoid repeating the same mistakes again, and the ancestors who feared that the newcomers who used them as weapons at the time would all flip anti-flags, discarded all the research data and left all the newcomers behind in Clarsentrehun, too"

What is this man who wears parts of every race all over his body!

But the man's story went on.

"But if times go on, more Uzee idiots try to repeat the same mistakes. I'm the one who got there with a pile of illegal and inhumane research that could never be done publicly, from a wussai ego who just wants to revive the legend of the scientists... well, that's as good a story as wussai!

And suddenly laughed like crazy, and screamed.

"It doesn't even help the ass-fucking-fuzzy. Hey, thanks for the history of the wussy past and don't remove the wussy coarse garbage that obstructs the way. That's why the world is a wussey fucking mess right now!

You shouldn't discriminate against people just because they look... beyond that level. Who the hell is this?

"Kakakakakaka. I didn't expect the grounders of Klarsentrehun to show up like this early in the government jump experiment. A lot of plans went crazy, but happy miscalculation. True, at the dawn of a new history, my breasts are dancing again...... Temee and the rest of us don't want to"

Then, he opens his eyes and reaches for the ceiling.

"Yes, the relics of the past don't make as much sense to Usai as they do if they don't create something new, either. You don't create anything just to be exhibited. It's the same as legacy Usai garbage. Of those who walk a new step in history, it will only hinder them."

Suddenly, the air changes! What are you doing.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Temeye!"

"Yeah, yeah! Seriously, why?

"Hey, what the hell!

"That's dangerous!

The man's arm turned into a giant drill, poking the drill into the ceiling without any hesitation.

Then, the ceiling that was poked at a point, where the cracks grew all over the room as the starting point, and the next moment, the crushing scattered and the debris poured down on us.

"Fluffy World (Vert)!"

".................. whoa kakakakakaka, is that magic? Thank you for a wonderful encounter."

"Huh, Temee..."

He stabbed me without any hesitation.

A treasure trove of World Heritage sites - a museum where all of a sudden what...

"But we're not interrupting the demolition. Is that a little woozy, after all?

"Huh!"

"Psychokinesis"

Put your hands on me..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Invisible power! It's as if I've been grabbed by something, and an invisible wall has flown through me, I can't stand it, I'm blown away!

"Huh, Vert!

"My lord! Come on, you! What are you doing to the Lord of the Awkward!

Even so, this power............... what do you mean? It's like the Elgellas and the Ligantinas......

"Oh, no, don't. Whoa! This is the sanctuary where the heritage of the sacred world sleeps! Oh, my God!..........................................................................................................................."

Huh! Curator....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Legacy has to be used. It wouldn't make sense, but Uzee, old age,"

When I realized, the man's dreaddrill, sharp and pointy, was piercing his body as thin as the curator's dead branches......

"Sepia, curator Sepia. Shh!

"Gu, ya, what the heck!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, somebody, get a doctor, there's no ambulance or anything! Hurry up!"

"Oh, you... I don't know who you are, but I won't allow it! He'll just slash me!

Beautiful, dust-free, transparent showcases and glass splashed with buddy blood.

That doesn't matter how old I was until just now, with my eyes sparkling like a kid, the curator who was talking to me......

"Temee! Hurry up, Temee and the others, do something about the curator! I'll butch this guy!

"Huh, don't stare at me like that with a woosey face. There's no way we're gonna have a meaningless fight against the guys who freaked out Lilac. Today, I just came to clean a pile of second-hand Usai coarse garbage to make it easier to walk down the road for greetings and those going down a new road"

You found out! I don't care who they are or why I'm so pretty, trying to get them to the wall of the room with invisible force.

"Right, you didn't name it yet. I'm Red Subculture, Deputy Leader. Ego Terrorist Strawberry."

"I don't know, Boquenas!

"Cacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacaca, But... you know what, uh-huh."

"That's better, Temehe!

At that moment, the world seemed to stop as if in slow motion.

However, this man, clutching his own palm, let go of his palm at once the moment I approached him, and then the accumulated force burst at once......

"Psychokinesis Blast"

The dazzling flash burst.

It's not magic. Not even explosives.

Like Elgella and Ligantina, it's like supernatural abilities......

"Fluffy cast off!

"Whoa.................. kakakakakakaka! SGACE GAUZEE. Did you rip off my psychokinesis every energy, compress and hold the explosion in, floating debris from the collapsing ceiling? Can a grounder in Clarsentlehun be such a wzeye"

That's not if you're calmly analyzing it.

This guy doesn't have any strays or hesitations.

"You're going to be a lot of hashish, let's get bogged down. Thanks to all the things I've heard about Temehe's Nari, I don't care."

"Kakakakakakakakakakakaka, uzzy ~, don't be mad at me. Isn't it just a little wussy?"

"Wally, I don't like wussai either."

I was getting weird feelings from this guy at this time.

It doesn't feel strong, weak, or unknown in that sense.

I wonder what......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"So, Temehe, are you ready?

I've fought a lot of different guys so far, but this man is more loyal to his desires and emotions alone, not just justice or hero.

"Kakakakaka. Give me a break. I can only beat weak people like Temei and the others who seem as strong as Uzai. Kakakakakakaka!"

It's not the same as bad.

"Just a little wussy greeting and a wussy message. - I'm going home."

"Greetings? Messages?"

"Didn't Lilac say? Soon, the day of the 'Cultural Revolution' will come. Then you have to come back to this world. Well, if you say wussy, you can't even see the bottom. I'll flavor a world of deep subculture."

Once, I thought of the world as my own malice, but I could do whatever I wanted, McGee thing love.

A presence reminiscent of an array.

"I didn't kill all the hard-headed, wussy old people and clever people! Cacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacacaca

Yes, evil!

"Um, I'm from Uzzai Message, is Vert Zieha and the eye cover-up there Uzeye, Neat? There are those guys who want to see Temehe and the others. It might be a bummer, Wally, but I'm gonna have each one of you come, okay?

And what the hell are you trying to pull us into with such a malicious grin?

"Vert. Temeer is the current representative of the Uzee religious group and the Beerjes group, which professes' Patriarch and Clear ',' Mellon '. And, Neat. Temeer is the current leader of Red Subculture, and Scarlet wants to meet him."

………………………… What?

"What? Bi I can ~? That's what that lilac said, rotten organization!

"What, me? I need a minute! Red Subculture is that Red Hell terrorist regiment, right? I have no idea why it's me!

The person you're trying to engage with is too surprising.

Nettle, who was on the curator's allowance, was also up in surprise.

Well, I was surprised, too.

Then.

"Mellon says it's a 'sermon'. And Scarlett says," Confirm. "

And even if they say so, honestly, me and Nettle are pinned.

Sermon? Why? Did I do something to piss you off?

Confirmation? What do you mean? What are you trying to find out about Nettle?

"Why am I being called to such an organization?"

"I don't know about your hideout, Vert, but Temeer apparently pissed off the women of Beyeles."

What? Me, what did you do?

"It was Temeer and the others who destroyed Ikebukuro, the Uze store run by their shivering lilac, right?

"That's not me! It's Jabrick!

"And he wants to preach about the insanity of having six daughters-in-law like he made fun of a woman, six daughters-in-law and not one man in them, right?

That's a big favor...... wait a minute!

"Why is it insane not to have the same sex in my wife! What are you trying to preach to me, those guys!

"Nice, just follow me from Uze. Otherwise... my men... blow up an amusement park where kids, machos and demons are playing... or sprinkle up an idle concert with angel types and subhuman and earthly daughters? Kakakakakakakaka!"

"Huh! Te...... mee"

"Kakaka, I'm kidding, wussy. Laugh. You don't have the guts to give me orders like that, do you? Kakakakakakakaka!"

This guy......... I really want to snap his neck right now and butch him to death.

But right now, I'm still listening to this guy... shit... and I'm supposed to be home today, so why is this such a hassle?