Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

The light that wrapped me disappears rapidly.

And when the light went out completely, I was somewhere else, not between summonses I'd been.

Looking around, the walls of rooms about six tatami in size are cluttered with national maps and maps of Kanto, bookshelves lined with whiteboards and roadmaps, tool shelves, various parts and oils, and two long desks in the center, with pipe chairs appropriately placed around them.

It's a dirty little room that you can't tell me is clean, no matter how hard you look at it, but it's definitely the touring circle room at the university where I was just before I was summoned to another world.

I almost cry too much of nostalgia, but the ceiling is much lower than before.

Is that it? Was the ceiling so low here?

I thought, for some reason, I was standing on the seat of a pipe chair.

Oh, shit, was I sitting in a chair when I was summoned?

Hmm, I remember once I got to the other side, I flourished upside down and hit him in the back of the head.

Get out of the chair with a little less embarrassment.

Good. There's nobody in the room.

How the hell would it have looked if anyone had? A long (I think) tearful man who suddenly disappears and gets up in a chair the next moment and looks around.

Yeah! You're so confident you're pulling back! I hate it too much.

Check the date by turning on the screen on my smartphone that was placed on my desk.

I know it's okay because once that fucking goddess said the same place the same time, but I can't trust you right now.

I took a ho breath confirming the date and time displayed on my smartphone.

Definitely. It's the original world and the date and time I dreamed about. I can't believe he missed a year because he hasn't even been charged.

I'm just a little worried that I remember a lot.

I think my friends, senior juniors in circles, and people I talk to a lot about part-time work are fine, but I'm pretty anxious about guys and professors who only face each other about lectures, and people who aren't that close. Face and name.

The worst part is the university study relationship. When I was in different worlds, I didn't recall any shards, so if I don't work hard enough, there's a chance I won't be able to advance. No, you should have taken quite a few proper units, so you'll have some leeway, but the last semester examination could be wiped out......

Check your smartphone schedule to dig out your memory.

He didn't have any particular plans today. I don't remember why I was in the room, even though I didn't have plans, but, well, it's no surprise that I often killed my spare time in the room when I didn't have any plans.

At times like this, I was making notes to my smartphone about everything I did. I appreciate my habits.

I can never rely on my own memory three years ago for everything. What the hell were the protagonists of Lanobe... barely home?

Anyway.

Now, let's just go home to our nostalgic home, but before we do, let's stop by MacO and have a set of cheeseburgers and potatoes. No, I didn't particularly like it, but I could never eat it over there (in the other world), so I've been in my dreams so many times I've persevered. Junk & Fast Food. I guess I'll go to Ken-Ookie tomorrow.

I left the room with my helmet and back I had left in the room, thinking about my plans for today.

I miss him (for me) getting to the two-wheel & bicycle yard near the college gate and he was kind of bawling on the original scooter. You must have noticed this sign, he immediately called out.

"Hiroya. Return?"

"Oh, oh,... long time no see"

When I responded with all my energy so as not to change my expression, I looked back at this one with my jito eyes.

I miss that look, too, and I almost cry unexpectedly.

This is Kudo Hideaka. He has the same junior high school and high school corrupt edge, different undergraduates, but the same to college, he's a good friend.

Both looks and styles have been popular for a long time, but with a rusty personality, I've never been in a colorful direction such as dating me or anything.

"I think we just met yesterday?

"Am I?

Hide the agitation as you give it back and disguise it as a casual wind.

I'm sorry. It's been three years for me. I'm desperate to give you a hug. Give me a break.

When I was having a brain conversation like that, Cee looked at me jealously,

"Hiroya, is something wrong?

And suddenly I asked.

"What is it?

I can't answer it, so I return the question with a question.

"Hmm, like a face or an atmosphere? I suddenly feel different."

"It's your fault, isn't it? Humans don't change so suddenly. Nothing in particular happened."

"Oh well... could she have done it?

and make a sudden diagonal statement.

"Blah! You idiot! There's no way!

"That's right ~. History of not having a girlfriend = It can't be worth it for Hiroya, her age"

Mr. Sy, you make a very rude statement. Well, I don't actually have a girlfriend, and I couldn't do it in the other world...

"History of not having a boyfriend = I don't want to be told by Age Cee"

"Excuse me! I just don't make it, not that I can't have a boyfriend!!

That's what every guy who doesn't have a guy or a woman dating says.

I'm not! I just can't!!... Damn...

"Heh heh, that was evil"

It's been a long time since I've had this conversation with Sy, but today I decide to disperse before the borough leaves.

"Well, that's good. I have to stop by, so I'm going home."

"Where are you going to stop by?

"Mah-oh. I suddenly wanted to eat it."

"I'm going too! I haven't been there lately."

WHY? Seriously? Why?

"Mah-oh in front of the station, right? I'll go ahead and get a seat."

That said, Sy ran the scooter without even hearing back from me.

How did this happen?

With that in mind, run the bike to the designated ma-o.

Honda CB250F, my car.

When I was in high school, I worked part-time in private at school, got a small and medium automatic two-wheel license, and bought him a used one.

Be careful not to increase tension but speed for the first time in a long time. It's been three years since I've been here, and it's a lot faster than a horse. Accidents can't be stylish when you get back early.

When I arrived at the store, Sy, who had already secured her seat, waved small.

"It's late."

You're just too early.

I want to complain, but I don't know how many times the last time I say it, so I won't put it in my mouth.

Just pick up the order item at the counter and sit in the seat opposite Cecil.

"... I knew Hiroya, it's changed!

"Not again."

"The atmosphere, the way you walk. I don't think I'm in the same shape as that. And the atmosphere."

No, I've said the vibe twice.

And Sy is too sharp. Is this what all women are like? I also hear that a man's affair is immediately discovered by a woman (no, I've never had any experience, and I'm not cheating in the first place), but now how can I be deluded?

"I've been working out lately, so it looks that way, doesn't it?

"I don't know..."

Sy is uncomfortable.

"... hey, did you fall in love?

I'll blow it deliberately with a nigga laugh.

"Huh? You want some coke from your eyes?

I stared at you and said something noisy.

Sy, normal people can't drink drinks with their eyes, can they?

If I tease you too much, it's going to really run, so I'll stop it. It's not like I was scared. Never.

Afterwards, there is no pursuit of Sy, he tells a foolish story without deflection, and then he breaks up with Sy and goes home.

They haven't changed anything in my house in a long time.

No, it's only been a few hours since I went to college in the morning in this time, and it's still out there.

The surroundings are already dimming. It's almost seven o'clock, even though it's the longest day of the year.

Put the bike in the garage and enter the house through the front door.

It was quite dark in the house, but I can see enough because my eyes have been worked out in the other world, so there is no problem.

She's not here this week because she's working the night shift, and Yayumi's in the club, right?

They don't have anyone at home.

Dad? I'm abroad on a single assignment. Was it the Middle East now?

But I haven't seen him in a year, and I only see him a few times a year, even if it's a lot in the first place.

Face, I'm not sure I remember...

Climb the stairs and enter your room.

Pretty dark. My room gets dark early in the evening because the windows are on the east side, right?

I use the magic of 'Lights' to light the lights because I just don't see them well.

I look around my room and give myself up to the relief of finally returning.

Put the back on your desk and fall straight into bed.

I can laugh zero at the smell (not the smell) of my room that I miss.

And then again, I looked around the room in every corner and it solidified.

I screamed unexpectedly.

"Why is magic available?!

There was a light sphere floating near the ceiling of the room created by the magic of 'Light'.