Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita? ~ Tensei Chokugo wa Donzoko Sutāto, Demo Ban’nō Mahō de Gyakuten Jinsei o Jōshō-chū!

There were five old men in the room.

One is my father in this world, and his name is His Majesty King Zirk Ortheas as far as I can hear him. Others are great but Mob certified.

"This is the rest of the decision. I can only laugh at the prince and his people if I can't do this!

"But, Your Majesty, even if it's false as stillbirth, who will have the prince in their hands? We are in awe..."

"Hmm. Is it really a matter of subordination of the royal family?"

An anomaly that watches how you kill me. Until just now, I had an uncle who was begging for my life, but he got me out of the room.

The father is probably the same, but the mother also skipped out on "There are so many scumbags like this in my son and so on in black history".

It was just a bunch of people in their previous lives, but I didn't want to know how ugly people were until they were reincarnated.

I knew humans were scumbags. My sexual roots are all rotten.

Because it wasn't me sitting (actually sleeping) waiting for death.

There's nothing untrained about the newborn world, but I'm still afraid to die. Even if you are weak enough to be fucking Zako certified, there must be a way to successfully engage in hikikomori life in this world.

I should have been a paper heart instead of glass in my previous life, but is it the effect of reincarnation, now I'm so positive.

I will definitely survive!

That's why I decided to tour my thoughts to survive.

Think looking at the ceiling.

To use magic, you need magic.

And the total amount of magic an individual can handle depends on the current magic level.

There was a reference to the conversation between the adults discussing my treatment around there.

To sum it up briefly while we exchange speculations.

Apparently, the amount of magic that can be handled is proportional to the full squares of magic level. There is a quadruple difference between levels 1 and 2. Assuming, for example, that there was a level 1000 guy, it's actually a million times higher than level one. Wow. But there can't be just four digits.

Well, I'm a level two fucking zako.

Besides, I don't have any attributes. They say I can only use junction magic.

Goddess something, really. Come on. What gives me cheats, yeah. You have to work properly!

So, so far, I don't know what that junction magic is.

In the vague image of 'junction' in me, it's some sort of a certain area surrounded by transparent walls. Tie a bill or something and make it.

And strange things happen in it. You get awesome power, you explode, you detect someone breaking in.

Torima, I think I have to use this magic to survive.

So let's just give it a try.

I'll try to make a transparent square box.

It was easy.

The Kings are unresponsive, so apparently no one else can see them. I kind of see a square box floating around.

By the way, I'm a baby, so he rolled over to sleep on his back and said, 'That's - that's - that's - that's - that's - that's "Bubble" or something.

I tried to move the box (...).

It moves so smoothly through the air that I can manipulate it as I please. It seems to use some magic power, but even I at Magic Level 2 could manipulate it without bitterness. Fatigue. It's delicious.

I hit the wall.

It'll blow you to pieces - the wall.

"Hey, what's going on!

"Suddenly the wall..."

"Blast Magic!?"

"Are you a thief!? Are you kidding me?!?"

I think I'm going to weigh myself down because I've made a fuss.

Easy to turn it off.

When I thought about disappearing, it was gone. However, if you make it and leave it, there is no sign of vanishing dust. It's only physical, but if you just keep it up, it doesn't seem to consume magic at all, does it?

Continue the trial.

Square boxes can be as small as needle holes, they can be bigger all over the room, and they're going to be smaller or bigger.

The shape does not have to be square. I could also create a complex form of junction that would cover the oddly shaped vase and the flowers that live there with a perfect thin film.

Moving that junction, a rare phenomenon occurs in which vases and flowers float in the air. It is also a fuss.

"What the hell are you talking about? No way......"

The king mocked me. Gikuri.

A trembling tremor, some sweat, drinks a saliva.

What am I gonna do? As soon as I find out, my life may last. Why don't you just try and hit me from this side? Hit the transparent junction in the head and mess it up - me, was it so slaughtering thoughts?

Be very calm.

In the first place, I seem to be a fucking zako with a magic level of 2, and I haven't quite figured out the junction magic yet, and it's definitely clear that poking surprises can be a payback.

Things are looking good here. Let's wait for the king to leave with a baby act.

"Oh, uh" (stares with sparkling innocent eyes)

"... hey, that's 'no way'. The magic level is the knack of 2... and it's not a baby yet. Massive junction magic protecting the palace must have caused a glitch."

Bumps and then skips the instructions to the Mobs.

And he took everyone and went somewhere.

Me being left behind.

Hehe, you didn't throw away my baby act either.

In the meantime, the crisis seems to have taken off, and the fact that this allows us to try and error the magic of the junction without feeling comfortable.

Now I colored the box.

Red, blue, yellow. Create gradients in multiple colors. Free as you can imagine.

I tried to portray the bird.

It doesn't look very real in my awkward image, but when I color it and wing it, it flies around like a bird properly.

You're free.

I can only fall asleep on my back. It's not the baby's flesh, it's powerless, it can't move its hands and feet freely, and it can't speak the language well. I wanted to grow up fast.

Hmm? But wait, huh?

If the things you cover in the junction can move as you wish......

I covered my own snail perfectly with a bond and stood up. Walking. Running. It also floats in the fluffy universe. It absolutely disgusts me when I see it from the side.

Now that I could move, I climbed up to the window and looked out.

This was like a tall building there, built on a small high hill, and at the foot of the hill you could see the medieval European-style streets surrounded by walls.

Beyond the walls lies a deep forest, but further afield is the mountain range.

I remember right after I was born.

The blurred vision became clear to me when I applied force to my eyes.

Stand still and see the mountains far away.

Oh, my God.

It expanded like a peek at a telephoto lens, and finally the rocky skin of the mountain range could be seen up close. No, you're multiplied. This.

Apparently, I had a special connection to my eyeballs. When I consciously turned it off, the scenery faded away and I couldn't see well.

Stick the junction to the eyeball again. When I thought about 'making it look good' or something appropriate, my vision cleared up, just like before.

Does even a vague image look good to you?

So validation.

Visually, I moved into action to make a boy's dream come true.

"Clairvoyant Junction."

I know it's not if you're doing that, but I'm sure it'll do you some good, tell yourself Lets Challenge.

Look at the wall.

It was a wall forever.

Hmm. Is it still not omnipotent?

I can't give up my dreams, I try and make mistakes.

So, finally, I realized my dream.

Create a square plank-shaped junction in front of you. Further across the wall, square plates (junctions) of the same size were made. Tie it (...).

The junction in front of me reflects the view outside as if it were a tablet.

Leaning down, together, the outer plate-shaped junction turned downwards, reflecting the ground.

Check out the window.

It'll look like nothing but me, but there's a plank-like junction there.

Clairvoyance, complete.

I see. Junction magic is magic that creates many worlds and connects them.

Less than three hours old, I came to the truth of the world.

In addition, I made improvements, put a membrane of junction on the wall, and also put a membrane on the other side of the wall to connect. The part of the membrane becomes the view outside.

If you stick this on the front and back of your clothes...... no, let's not. In that case, other than me, the clairvoyance status will be confirmed, so we'll find out. Yeah, put a membrane on some of the eyeballs. Uh-huh......

I slept that day.