Kikanshita Yuusha no Gojitsudan

Dark.

Hot, and breathless.

Consciousness is clear.

It's not like my body can't move.

But I can't get out of here.

How long have you been doing this?

Is it because of my weakness that you want to disappear?

No matter how many battles we have had in different worlds, we are unlikely to win this battle.

My heart is breaking.

You can't keep doing this, I know.

But I can't shake this darkness away.

If I go crazy...

Concon.

I hear someone knocking on the door.

"Brother, why don't you wake up?"

It's Yayumi's voice.

"Uh-oh..."

I bounce off the futon that was covered to my head.

You heard the voice. Ayumi's signs keep away.

Heavy. I don't want to leave.

Tension is admirably updating the lowest values.

Huh? What did you just say about that shitty foreboding?

I feel it. I feel it!

............... Black history is hard.

As you can imagine, I'm in this state of mind, cosplay from last week's museum raid.

It's been a week since that incident.

After that, when I returned to my home, I noticed that there was a motorcycle in Saito Mansion and rushed back, but I couldn't help but contact Ayumi and Xi to make sure they were safe and relieved again.

I felt like this was finally over, but it was sweet. You know, it was too sweet.

There is no way the entertainment hungry media can leave such a delicious case alone, and from morning to evening, it broadcasts a fuss about the case, especially about the mysterious figure who suddenly appeared and disappeared the terrorists, from a self-proclaimed expert to an entertainer.

Of course, there is no such thing as approaching the truth, you can say whatever you want. Especially the testimonies I supposedly witnessed were terrible, such as "A glowing object flew away from the summit of Mount Fuji at a tremendous speed towards Ueno", Osama's "Black stuff flew by the boat and disappeared into the water again", which I was fishing for in Tokyo Bay, and "Kappa came out of the pond of intolerance", and so on. Because maybe that's Tobiuo for the boat fisherman in the first place.

You think it even came out fake at the end of the quote? I don't know.

In addition, it is that man of the I ambassador who was being held hostage at that time who is circling this commotion.

That ambassador held a press conference shortly after the incident, and even though he had only commented on terrorism itself for two minutes, he was hot for over 20 minutes about how awesome (for them) he was about the mysterious person, how awesome he was, etc., and it was already very hot for me to talk about.

That's just as hot and hot as Mr. Matsuo Shizuku, who talks about Jin O-gui!

The ambassador, who speaks very fluently in Japanese, appeared on television day after day with the same treatment as a person at one leap. I'm just wondering if you're working properly as an ambassador.

However, fluent but strange or strange expressions are used everywhere, so you probably learned Japanese in Japanese animation, that guy.

Country I is supposed to be a religious state, but are you okay?

Even in the Middle East, he was introduced to the famous Japanese-style, but it's a different world that leads, isn't it?

Well, anyway, that's why every time I turn on the TV, the footage from that time is repeated, and it's broadcast with clear images of digital terrestrial broadcasting.

At that time, quite a few members of the press who were here to cover the ceremony had cosplay, and I was holding onto the camera.

It was far-fetched. The lightning went off in a crisp way.

He seems persistent, but my black history repeats itself day after day, and it's already been repeated.

You don't have to watch TV! Or something like that already?

Basically, we leave the TV on when people are in the living room.

Yet it's too unnatural to turn it off only when it's news, and I can't do that because my mother is the one who wants to enjoy the family reunion, so she's weirdly worried about pulling me into the room.

As it turns out, I have to watch TV so that my life points are infinitely negative and not on my face.

And every time I look at it, I think.

What was wrong with me at this time! I'm not the one doing this!!

Why did you flip your coat hem and make a turn or something after the terrorists knocked you down? I'm ringing my fingers and 'barrier' erased, but that's what you were doing? Hell, you don't need that move, do you?! And the motion is flashy for nothing, huh??

What's wrong with me? What are you doing to me?!

Ahhhhhhhh...

If I had a hole, I'd let you in, not want to. No, I want to bury it. And I want to be in hiding for about two and a half months specifically.

Mr. Koo-yo, be sure to develop ”erasers" that can erase the black past. I'll buy it even if it's over 100,000, please.

I can't help thinking about it, but there's a circle gathering this afternoon.

I decide to whip my spirit into motion.

I leave the room and go down to the living room.

Yayumi was generous while eating potatoes in the living room.

Did you say exam break or something like that?

Fortunately, the TV seemed to be doing a drama or something, not a news show, reflecting a scene of Osama with a tough guttural skinhead with a pipe chair naked in his upper body and rumbling around in some mansion.

"Brother, no, no. I keep the rice."

"Yes, sir."

I warm the meal I left in the kitchen as I replied.

Speak to Ayumi as you prepare.

"Is that a drama? That?"

"Mm. The housekeeper is Muta's reruns. A retired former professional wrestler becomes a super housekeeper and gets into all sorts of trouble and cases where he's sent. There must be a pipe chair in any mansion and a poison mist that throws up when it comes to pinching."

"What, that?

I don't know what to say because it's too full of scratches.

"Currently Season 4"

"It's going on!

Let's not do this any more. Even so, is the copyright okay?

When I finish prepping and start eating, Yayumi sits in front of me as she switches channels like the drama is over.

What is shown in the bad between is the footage of the 'Case in the Example'.

I scratch the rice so I don't watch TV as much as I can.

"I knew this cosplay wasn't gonna look like my brother."

Since then, Yayumi seems to suspect me, and that's what I hear every time.

"You've said that many times. I was at Saito's house then. I found out about the case on TV, but I don't know how I did it in time! There's no way you can fly or use magic on me, is there?

I say the same answer as usual, taking care not to put my heart on my face as much as I can.

"Uh-oh, I'm sure my brother won't be a wizard in another decade."

"Wait a minute! I resolutely object to the dialogue now!!

Why are they telling me it's like DT confirmation till 10 years away?

No matter how much, nothing like that. Should be!......... right?

"... well, no matter how much my brother doesn't, why don't you come to the museum dressed like this" embarrassed ”"

Saku!

"Besides, there's no such thing as a pose."

Gutha!

"Absolutely someone in there, you look like a full face."

Dosh!!

... Ayumi, it's time for you to forgive me. Yes...

I manage to mislead the damage that could be fatal (mental) and shake another topic.

"I've told you before, I'm staying at the Circle starting next week, so don't ask me about the house"

"With that said, is that right? How long?"

"23 to 10 days"

"Nice - college students. Sounds fun."

Well, I'm looking forward to it, too.

Unlike Beech's athletic department, my circle is just a long distance tour on a motorcycle.

"I see, that's why you were so uptight..."

"Did I say something?

Yayumi's guy said something to himself about Boso, but I missed hearing it.

"Anything. Brother, no, good luck."

"? What are you talking about?

"Oh, it's time for me to go to the club!

I left the living room deliberately turning off the TV to delude myself.

While I questioned Yayumi's attitude, it was time for me to make my move and leave the house.

Arrive at college and put the bike in the parking lot.

There's a brand new bike on the side of where I put it.

"Oh! 400X? He's good, too."

I also look at other people's motorcycles with concern.

What I had was a motorcycle called the Honda 400X. The coloring is based on the same red as mine, but this one is more tannic, the body is bigger this way, and it looks shiny like a new car.

Of course I like my current bike (CB250F), but I still want a little more exhaust if I'm going long touring.

Being a college student and being able to buy a new 400cc car is a bit of an envy.

No, it's not like I regret it.

... Shall I hurt you...

Let's just say we go to the Circle room because we're about to fall into dangerous thoughts.

Several people are already sitting in a chair and making a mockery when they enter the room.

The chairman still seems to be, but more than half had taken their seats, starting with Senior Zhaoxiong.

And there's Sy for some reason.

Why not?

"Why is Sy here?

Sure, Sy used to come visit me in her room once in a while, but it's a sleepover meeting today. It's strange to have outsiders, and I don't think Sy's character makes her sit down.

"Are we all gathered?

Chairman Kanzaki enters the room before Cee answers my query.

Kanzaki Ryugo, chairman of our touring circle, even bigger than me, is estimated to weigh more than 190 cm, weighs more than 95 kg, has a tough appearance like a former California governor, an oligarchy, low, fat voice, and its appearance driving the Harley Davitson XL883 is exactly like a comma O doe or Termi O ter. Because of this, they may not be treated lightly despite loose circles.

A few people went into the room after the chairman, and now we're all set.

"First, as some of you will know, Kudo, a new member of the Faculty of Education, is joining the circle today. Kudo will be joining us next week."

and the chairman rolled out a shock statement.

Unexpectedly look at Sy.

Sy was laughing at me with the look on her face just saying 'do it'.

... How did this happen?