Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

It was a pure white space with no cloudiness at all.

Am I dead -- little birds playing little birds, first thought so.

Next, I'm just a little relieved by the atmosphere that apparently isn't hell. Apparently, to the extent that he kills as many people indirectly, he's not guilty enough to go to hell.

"......"

Unexpectedly, I heard voices.

I heard it, more of a strange feeling that the brain perceives directly, unlikely in real life, but so knows.

It didn't seem like a wacko that the judgment of the devil would begin.

"... wake up"

Now I can hear, hear and recognize the radio as it tunes in.

Young, female voice, supposedly.

It doesn't sound familiar. Because I have confidence in that kind of memory.

"Wake up, chosen child of wisdom."

It's a big deal. Some bad wisdom just works, it's not as big a thing as calling it wisdom.

I'm not the smart one. Human beings in this world are just too stupid.

"Now the world is about to be filled with evil darkness again"

Even now and in the past, the world will be overflowing with evil and chaos. Was there ever a time in history when we could call it peace? In any age, in any place, people are killing people.

But speaking of which, the little bird finally remembers if this wasn't Earth anymore.

Yes, from that collapsing classroom, hot, bitter self-proclaimed best friend Kenzaki. Tomorrow that hugs me, falls head-on into a dark space -- and when I wake up, it's this white space.

At least, the dark space-time space that is spread beneath that classroom collapsed away will be a different dimension from Earth, no matter what you think. It means that this body is no longer in the Earth dimension than it fell there.

Then this telepathically stained voice tells me that maybe it's a guy named 'God' who really exists in the other world.

"Light the darkness with the radiance of wisdom"

For a moment, I could play my head -- I had this illusion.

I'm in the mood to scream. I don't know if you're really screaming or if your voice isn't out there, either.

It's just my head, my brain, shaking, shivering.

A huge amount of something, shapeless but clearly recognizable...... information. Yes, this is information.

An uninterrupted amount of information flows in. Directly to the brain. Telepathic, No, God's Will... Leads to Divine Will (Record)...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

When you understand, when you understand, suffering pulls, screaming turns to laughter.

I get it, yeah, I get it.

"Ha ha ha... I think the little bird..."

About the world.

It's about vocation.

Magic thing.

About the enemy.

And most importantly --about God.

"The little bird was chosen."

Miracle talent. Suitability of fate.

Whoever leads to divine will (records) will gain wisdom to give and know all the events of this world.

"Thou shalt guide the brave --be a 'wise man'"

I understood everything.

What's about to happen. What I need to do.

Therefore, there was no stray in the answer.

"--Yes, as Elsion the Goddess wills"

Thus, Little Birds Play Little Birds began a dungeon offensive with the only two years and seven pairs of birds knowing the truth about this otherworldly summons.

I was special, I didn't even have to lay a hand on anything.

However, if I pretended to know nothing and behaved like everyone else, that worked. Everything stays in the scenario painted by the goddess Elsion.

But God's scenario began to go mad. Little by little. But surely.

Not good as this. The 'brave man' that God wants is incomplete.

So I moved myself full.

It was the perfect plan. With the skills of "Sage," you succeed easily.

But, but--how did this happen?

Little bird play The little bird managed to swallow his throat screaming along with the cursing murmur.

"Damn, did Peach River escape you..."

With the sword of light in one hand, Yudo Aoshi crumbles bitterly.

Having already settled the light and finished flying those who stand there to the other side, the Transition Magic Formation is just returning to the floor of the entrance.

"Hey, isn't it bad to be able to escape to the Peach River?

He's definitely coming back for revenge.

"Well, Takagawa... we're seriously cursed to death, aren't we?"

My heart is even more annoyed by the war-torn voice of the upper middle and lower trio chatting.

Really, how did this happen?

"... little bird"

So I was called out.

Re-engaging the atmosphere that seemed to tremble in anger, shaking with pure fear, the little bird responded with a blue look to the chairman of the committee who had spoken up.

"Hey, I don't know, Chairman."

"Takawa, you said you were the killer."

"Huh!? Awful, about me, I doubt it!

What a terrible misunderstanding, out-of-heart, incredible, my heart was deeply broken --as eloquently told such a mood above all, the little bird cried out.

An act of crying imitation is a woman's weapon, which basically delivers the greatest effect. The best thing about little birds. This is what I've been doing for a long time.

"Ryoko, I'm guessing you're not a wacko to believe what Peach River says."

"That's right, Commissioner, what if you're confused by that guy's words!

The weak, sympathetic act of tears summons the Knight who immediately defends this self.

Cherry blossoms and tomorrow's that immediately ravaged the story stand before the chairman of the committee to shelter the little birds.

"I know how you feel, but can you both calm down?"

"Please don't, Ryoko. If you say anything more than this happens, and you still have that man's shoulder, your position is in danger."

"Hmm yeah... why don't you believe me..."

I don't even think of imitating unmatched crying like a child as being stupid. Because that kind of hesitation and shame brings cloudiness to the act.

My heart is calm everywhere. But only the expression is fiercely emotional.

"Even I'd like to believe you about Mr. Bird Play. So, please, let me just confirm one thing ------"

With his strong willed gaze shining behind his glasses, Ryoko gently pushes the cherry blossom over and stands in front of the weeping little bird.

"--Let me see if you have the antidote."

Shit, Peach River.

Anger springs up again in my mind, which was calmly thorough for the act.

But calm him down immediately. It's okay, there's nothing wrong.

Rather, Kotaro's mention of the antidote led to an opportunity to prove his innocence. The Chairman's offer is to cross the ship.

"Ugh, uhh... ok, committee chairman..."

After crying scatterly, the little bird admitted to the committee chairman's physical examination as he finally gave signs of a bit of calm.

The antidote is placed in a small potion bottle.

I purposefully refined a regular potion bottle and adjusted it to the right size to hold it.

"Well, I'll do it, Mr. Bird Play."

An unfamiliar arrangement, but not a single missed one, the chairman of the committee examines the body of the little bird with his hands.

Start with your uniform pocket. Then, as the appearance of the physical examination is imitated, I touch it with my hands from the tip of my foot in order to confirm it.

I seem to have hesitated, but I also touched and checked my underwear for unnatural puffiness, though light. Of course, it's not compatible with this little body, even in the valley of big breasts.

"--Looks like nothing. I'm sorry, little birdplay, imitate what you suspect."

"Ugh, yeah... that's fine, because there's no choice..."

As the President of the Commission was also convinced, nothing strange came out of the body of the little bird.

Naturally. The antidote I had is thrown into space magic (dimension).

"Expanded Space/Second Staircase": a subspace formed by magic. Depth, deployment, sorting, all basic units with minimum limits, but with full powers control.

The magic that little birds master is diverse, but the magic of an 'expanded space' that can conceal anything is very useful. I struggled and gained proficiency.

Thanks to this, without anyone noticing, I was also able to let the smallest magic formation unfold in my pocket to unleash the antidote.

Are you ready, Ryoko?

"Yeah, I really wanted to make sure... for one thing, now you can be assured"

Ryoko Ruzuki is a pain in the ass.

I thought he was just a solid committee chairman, but it seemed like Kotaro was influencing me anyway.

If you were just starting a dungeon offense, you would have avoided imitating it like a wave. Still, this is how I imitated myself, my companion, not merely in my body, but in my willingness to objectively explore the truth.

It's something that's grown in a troublesome direction. Should we speed up disposal --No, now is not the time to move in a hurry.

The chairman of the committee doubted himself with dignity. Then others who see the appearance may also have the possibility of "maybe".

Now Kotaro Takawa has betrayed him, his will can be almost united in the direction, but he can't be alarmed.

Anyway, he told the truth all at once as he was ready to escape on that earthen field.

Most classmates will receive an ugly excuse, but at least the chairman of the committee will remember exactly what Kotaro told them.

If you borrow poorly, you risk being pursued at once as it is.

"Mr. Little Birdwalk, do you know where the Peach River has moved to?"

"Uh... sorry, little birds don't get it..."

Slightly calm, make it look like it, then Yudo asks me to look into the metamagic formation.

The trouble is, I really didn't know where Kotaro was transferring to.

By extension, random metastases were used.

Random, but not uniform chance of flying to all metastatic magic formations. Of course, restricted places, including the area with the Heavenly Gate, which is the goal of this dungeon, can never be transferred.

Random metastases are almost useless, but with "Ancient Language Decryption/Sequence" and "Magic Formation Decryption/First Time," it was also a function of the ready-to-use metamagic formations.

But even though the lower classes, the vocation that combines these two is not. The little bird thinks he's the only one in the class who's a 'sage'.

It is inconceivable that the 'Spellmaster' 's weak miscellaneous fish, which is also not on the regular seat of God, will be given advanced skills that combine both skills, or both effects.

So did you really decipher it on your own?

I knew Kotaro was also instrumental in deciphering the ancient language, but what the bird was asked and answered was both truth and lies, woven together. It's hard to imagine that the information you give will be manipulative, albeit based on the metamagic formations...

"After all, Peach River pretty much hid its own power from us,"

"I didn't know he could manipulate the Transition Magic Formation. Heavenly Path flew somewhere with it."

"Just in case, let's make sure we have everything we can get to. Can I ask you something, Mr. Bird Play?"

"Ugh, yeah, I'm fine! Bird, I'll do my best!

Thank you, Yudo grinning and stroking my head.

Cute ways like treating children are an act of hedo, but only Yudo is special. Just stroke this own head, worthy man.

"Well, I'll be there!

I know it's futile, but the little bird also activates the metastasis to fit the story.

You can fly at the moment, deserted island area, dark city, devastated palace, desert area.

There was no indication that Peach River had metastasized anywhere.

"Apparently, Takagawa, your tracking is impossible."

Ryoko raised her voice as every area ended up empty and her classmates stood still looking tired.

"Guys, why don't we take the day off?"

It was yesterday that I defeated Yamatano Orochi, even though I'm not out of fatigue. On top of that, Kotaro's discovery of betrayal and an unexpected major incident occurred.

But the spirit and tension that was high would have been interrupted by the total loss of Kotaro. When that happens, fatigue is something that presses your body all at once.

"... right. It's not going to make me feel like I'm going to sleep very slowly, but I'm going to have to rest now"

Cherry blossoms with a strange face also expressed their agreement with Ryoko's words.

You understand that there is nothing more we can do on this occasion right now. That was the same for my classmates, all of whom were uniformly heavy footsteps and flowing back to their respective rooms.

"Ryoko, brother, can I have a moment?"

In the meantime, cherry blossoms call them off.

Only the two of us called, but tomorrow that and Miwa, and the little birds, gather together for the cherry blossoms.

"Is Mr. Twin Leaves okay?"

Everyone assumes that it is not purely a dialogue about her.

Twin Leaf Bud Costume. Natural Occupation "Mad Warrior". Boasting the power to line up with Yodo and Ryuichi, this is the strongest group of seven women in two years.

And I trusted Kotaro Peach River most, a being who was his partner.

"Your body is fine. Because cherry blossom detoxification magic seems to be in place."

"My magic can cure poison, except my heart"

"Mr. Twin Leaves... would have been the shockest. Not a word yet."

In the turmoil until the cherry blossoms detoxified everyone and Kotaro escaped in the metastatic magic formation, only Shui Leaf Bud Koko stayed asleep on the spot and did not move at all.

He said earlier that Ryoko had gone to see what was going on, but hardly responded to any calls.

"In that case, we're going to have to leave it alone for today."

"... that would be good. If I can't get my hands on it, what happens? If he gets busted, he won't be able to get his hands on it."

Tomorrow that concern is convincing not to say only because of the cause. In fact, cherry blossoms are most worried about it, which is why they only collected this mentz and talked about it.

"Let's just relax now. Mr. Twin Leaves may be hard, but he's got to go with us."

Because I'm one of them. Whatever the state, I don't take the choice of abandoning it, etc.

It's Yodo's word that makes me feel that ready, but if I returned the back, if I wasn't that ready, I wouldn't have been able to come into contact with the current double-leaf bud garment.

"Yes, I'm fine... Mr. Twin Leaves will definitely feel better too"

The little bird says optimistic words just on the upper side.

But realistically, I'm in trouble if I'm okay.

Because I'm putting 'ideacodes' on my bud costume at maximum output right now.

"Idea Code": Amplification of human emotions and desires. It is because it is repressed that the pretense width is great, and it is a single clutter that fills everything. Escape from hope, despair on the upper side. The way your mind is, it changes reality.

This skill, as I told Kotaro, amplifies the human emotion.

Meizuko doesn't think Kotaro betrayed him.

If the little bird hadn't called the 'Idea Code', he would have shouted Kotaro's innocence before Orchido. Or it could have succeeded in setting up a place for interpretation, even with force.

The moment the cherry blossoms awoke unexpectedly and the unforeseen event of detoxifying all of their classmates occurred, the little bird took precedence over anything else was the domination of bud garments, not Kotaro's physique.

It is dangerous to set this mad warrior free. Above all, what is scary is being faithful to Kotaro with so much power.

Worst combination, the little bird thought since that time tomorrow when he lost the duel. These two are exactly like the combined wisdom of a fox and the power of a lion. It is the qualities of the king.

At that time, I didn't do this the way to make me grow up with budding garments that I could. Perhaps the only way to stop her is to continue exercising the 'ideacode'.

The greater the emotion you want to amplify, the more effective it will be. It is the use that should be made to demonstrate the heart and desire that is repressed with reason.

So the amplification implication of 'despair' on bud garments is not effective enough to stop her unless it is the maximum output.

No matter how big a heart believed in Kotaro, a small, really small suspicion arose that the boulder also thought that the sprouts were "maybe".

Normally, such suspicion is lightly shaken off and Kotaro is sided with full confidence. Or, if he really wants to, even give his life for the most part...

You can't stop it if you don't repel the heart of such an intense bud costume and only satisfy with your heart the suspicion of Kotaro, the despair that he has betrayed himself.

Meizuko now only makes his chest refrain from the shock that even Kotaro betrayed him, leaving him with little thought to turn. By putting on the 'Idea Code', we can somehow maintain this.

If it stays this way, it's useless.

Twin leaf bud garments too. 'Idea Code' too.

Meizuko is almost heartbroken, not sure how far he can go in his daily life, as opposed to fighting.

"Idea Code" is stuck in bud garments with the utmost power, so there is absolutely no room for other people to crack the effect. This skill is as good as sealed.

I just let Kotaro get away with it, and he was shackled up a lot.

The inside of the little bird is filled with anger, nothing more than to describe it as a bowel boiling back correctly.

When people don't carry what they want, they learn to be angry. Especially if it is damaged by the person who thought it was understated.

Ryoko cut out reports of oiling the fire to such a small bird.

"I checked earlier just in case... it's gone"

"What's gone, committee chairman?

"... the core of Yamatano Orochi."

It is the greatest spoils of war, gathering the power of the entire class and gaining it at the end of that spectacular death fight.

The core of Yamatano Orochi, eventually destroyed by Kotaro, was recovered in the form of crushed scattered fragments.

Boasting sizes and densities well above the boss's core, several giant core shards could be found. There are other fine fragments, but they are of equal or slightly superior quality to normal cores.

What matters is the giant fragment core.

It could be a valuable source of energy to activate the Heavenly Gate to escape this dungeon, not just as a key to the next area of transferring magic formation activation.

And what Ryoko declared is that all these giant fragments have been lost.

Kotaro stole something outrageous...

"Oh, my God! That man is in such a dirt pit!!

The little bird's head was stained with bright red rage, so much so that the raging cry of cherry blossoms could not be heard.

I'll kill you with a curse, that's the word. So much so that even a curse really seems to activate, intense hatred springs up in the chest of the little bird.

"Damn... Kotaro Tagawa... I will never forgive you, I will kill you..."

That evening, too many little birds of boiling anger could not sleep.

That this' wise man ''s deliberate reluctance was prevented by the' spellmaster 'style, which he thought could be conveniently eliminated, easily covered with all sins.

That Pride was hurt, more than that, and that the damage suffered was so great that it was not assumed at all.

Eye of doubt. Sealed 'Idea Code'. A precious giant core… Under these inclined circumstances, the little bird must fulfill God's mission.

"It's okay... the little bird is okay..."

In the morning, by the time everyone wakes up, the little bird tells herself to calm down.

"Because the little bird has been chosen by God, he is special... because the little bird is destined to be united with Aoshi..."

That's how the little bird gets up.

As a 'wise man', as a messenger of God.

"Peach River kills. Kill everyone too. Just the little bird and Aemon, you just have to be there."

To make the crazy plan come true, with the wisdom of the wise, of the dying God scenario.

Little bird play Little bird plays herself in the mask of a pure innocent smile even today.