Kono Sekai ga Game da to, Ore dake ga Shitte Iru

"This is the clue to the evil god I found and kept!

Maki gets royal in front of me and brags about her breasts.

I knew I'd grow up better than I used to when I saw it properly... no, you can put that behind you.

Now more important than that is Mayuki's "Asuke".

"This is it? Are you sure this stuff is a clue to the evil gods?

"Mmm. I wonder if Soma will soon believe me.

You said so earlier. "

Maki seems dissatisfied, but he can't believe it that soon.

Because the "clue" that Maki brought...

"'Cause this, no matter what you think, is just... isn't it Southern!

"I've been treating people just now!

Maki grabbed my roots and took me, because I was a masked magician.

At first, I thought that Maki had brought Susan in front of me because I asked him to "find me Susan," but it seemed so different.

Maki stepped on that Suthern knew the clues of the evil god and kidnapped Suthern, who was buried in the sea of books, and brought him this far.

But how did Maki know that Suthern had information about the Evil Gods?

The answer to that was apparently in the Evil God War video record, its final story, seen only by Maki.

"What's the name Suthern? It is a title given by Alex the Brave to the protector of the South, that is, to those who guard the seal of the Evil Gods on the South, and it is a testament to the leader of the Sealed Clan!

That's what Maki said and explained it to me with Doya's face.

I'm glad things are back on track for Mayuki, who was depressed, but honestly, I'm just tired of it.

I didn't know there really existed such a thing as a "sealed clan" that I appropriately uttered to deceive Ena's pursuit.

The fruit out of the lie, that would be exactly what this is about.

But there are also a number of things that go with reason, considering that Suthern is a person related to the sealed clan, or the seal of the evil god.

For example, Suthern reputed the cathedral, where shards of evil gods were sealed in the basement, as "similar in atmosphere to his parents'", and he was well aware of the magic formations that gathered the magic that was there.

Suthern didn't seem to realize it, but was it familiar because the cathedral and its magic formations were the same as the house of Suthern, "made to seal the shards of the Evil God"?

Other things I find convincing if you think that Suthern's ancestors were the heroes of the Evil Gods War, that if Suthern did it and yearned for it, and that the purpose of Suthern's journey is to "defeat the Evil Gods shards," Suthern was a sealed clan.

Or maybe the reason for the mask, which is also a trademark, and that face I saw underneath, is also relevant there.

However, you can't decide just because a twitch fits.

No, because of Southern's obsession with evil gods, I'm sure there's something involved about evil gods, but you should first talk directly to Southern.

"Southern. Are you sure you're a sealed clan guy?

"Oh, that's..."

When I asked, Suthern let her gaze wander off to get lost.

"Hmm? Oh, well"

When that gaze turned to Maki, the cousin girl, who turns her attention to the weird spot, nodded as convinced.

"Uh, shit -. There was something I wanted to see."

and said in a bar-reading tone, walking out of the room.

"Oh, hey..."

I try to hold back unexpectedly, but Maki looks at me like that and says it all the time.

"Because if we're going to talk first, you should be alone.... Right, Suthern?

Somehow, Maki gives Southern a meaningful grin with a strong accent at "Chan" 's place.

I wondered if Maki was aware of Southern's secret as well, but before pursuing it, Maki left the room.

"Yeah, yeah..."

Somehow, I move on to the other one with my gaze remaining, Mr. Saelier, the lord of this room.

"It's okay, because I'm an air readable librarian"

Then Mr. Saelier stood up, glowing at Kilarin and her glasses, saying something that no one who could read the air would ever say, and started walking in the opposite direction to the exit of the room where Maki left...

"Then I will censor the book here, so please tell me your secret story."

I laid my back on the edge of the room and read out a pile of books.

"Oh, yeah..."

No, it's not like I wanted Mr. Sailier to leave, but what about this?

Back to back with self-declaration, the air was too unreadable.

"What's wrong? It's like," This woman, you can read a book, but you can't read the air, "she said."

"Yes, no, that's not..."

Apparently this guy, even if he can't read the air, can read books and people's minds.

"Because this library is freely accessible to anyone regardless of age, race, status, etc. It's also important for me to sort out the books that should be lined up there and the books that aren't."

"Heh."

I'm talking about this guy who sounds like an incomparable book lover, so I also felt like he was going to say, "Whatever book you don't read is the freedom of the reader," but there seems to be a lot going on around there.

Well, it's a world with magic books and stuff, so maybe dangerous books are dangerous on a physical level.

"Sometimes even books that seem seemingly problematic can be harmful to the general public if they are loaded in detail, and sometimes even books that look seemingly harmful contain deep inclusions. It's also our duty as librarians to identify it."

"I see."

I don't even think the cat ear cat staff is fine-tuning the system around it.

The onus on the secretary may be surprisingly great.

In fact, there were tons of sticky notes on the book that Mr. Saelier had in his hands.

I guess that represents her attitude toward work that does not compromise on every book.

So, you're thinking about loading the book now and putting it in the library.

What the hell kind of books are you sorting?

I was intrigued and peered into the book Mr. Saelier was loading with a serious face.

"Ah!"

Mr. Saelier's screams are raised.

But I was the one who wanted to speak up.

"... Huh?

Skin tone with full vision.

What Mr. Saelier was reading, if I may say so, was a porn book.

"Uh, you know, the..."

While awkward.

Mr. Saelier said in a faintly trembling voice as he repositioned his glasses over and over again with Stuart, Stuart and.

"Heh, heh. Mi, I tried to load it just in case there are any overlooks, etc., but this book still seems too irritating to put on the open shelf"

As I said, I put the book I had in the box that said "How Much".

No, you know you can never put that down at first sight.

"And anyway, it is!

Mr Saelier says, as he sweeps away the topic and the air that has flowed in strange directions.

"Once you concentrate on the book, I don't notice anything around, so don't worry and enjoy the secret conversation"

"No matter what..."

Mr. Saelier said clearly that I was still hesitant.

"When I'm reading a book, it's my father's testimony that I don't realize if an earthquake comes, a thunder comes, a fire comes, or my father comes."

"That sounds credible in person! Not..."

"If you're anxious, you can try it. I'm confident you won't notice if you call me or shake me or if I'm kissed on anything"

That's funny confidence, I think, but I felt it was no surprise that this guy in the book bug would have that much.

"My love and focus on books has grown stronger and stronger since I took up this position. Now it sucks, even if you're blindfolded, you'll be reading books flat."

"No, I've noticed there!

If you're blindfolded, you'll notice. You'll never read a book before you realize it.

"No, there with my heart's eye"

"Was the mind eye such a move?

I shook my head once I put a scratch in it and then I shook it.

He seems like a common sense guy, and this guy probably has something off too.

"So please make yourself at home. Again, if you're anxious, you can always give it a try."

You thought this was the end of the conversation, and Mr. Saelier broke up the conversation by saying so.

"Oh, no, hey, Mr. Saelier?

I never answered my call anymore, and when I took out the lip cream and applied it to my lips gently, "Mmm-hmm," and let them close their matte lips together and get confused, I somehow started reading the book with my lip sticking out a little bit.

What the hell am I supposed to do with this?

I saw Suthern asking for help, but the masked magician just shrugged his shoulders.

... It doesn't help.

"Mr. Saelier? Can you hear me?

I had no choice but to try and see if she was really focused on the book, as Mr. Saelier said.

In the meantime, there is no response to the extent of the call.

"Mr. Sailier, you're really hearing me, aren't you?

I try to shake my shoulders softly together, but it doesn't seem to be responding to this extent.

I can't help it if I get here.

When I was ready to breathe, I said to make it sound as hateful as I could.

"Hey, Me! I don't want you! I don't want you!

Again, there's no response.

If you are the original Mr. Saelier, the moment you hear the words now,

"My glasses are grey, not black edged!

And you should say it with a crisp face.

Maybe I'm really focused and I'm not hearing you.

I trusted the other half, but for once, as a final confirmation, I kept my mouth shut in Mr. Saelier's ear as critical as I could.

"Mr. Saelier, I love you"

And I whispered.

I also felt that Mr. Saelier's shoulder trembled only for a moment, but I have no further particular reaction.

Apparently, he's really focused on the book and he's not hearing anything.

Focus until it's horrible.

(Are you okay with this?)

I look back to Suthern in peace.

Shortly afterwards, from behind, I looked back feeling like I heard a somewhat full voice, but there is just a sarier there who reads the book in a good posture.

Apparently it was my fault.

"... So, you're ready?

So, for some reason, I was called out by a grumpy looking Southern.

Maybe he's angry that he's been left alone for a long time.

"Oh. Sorry about that. As you can see, it seems okay to talk."

"... you, at all"

"Hmm?"

Only for a moment did Suthern make a frightened voice, but as soon as he erased his expression from his voice, he began to speak in a low voice like he had made.

"Nothing, it doesn't matter if the woman tries to listen.... because I have this bracelet."

Saying, Suthern stuck his right hand out.

What's there is a bracelet I recognize, too.

Sure, the name is......

"..." The Ring Soul Bracelet ". This is a treasure that can seal the heart, the will, and the memory of my people."

"Of the owner, seal the memory?

"Yes."

To the heavily nodded Southern, I think.

When I heard the story before, I was not given that detailed explanation.

But if that bracelet is really a tool that can seal your memory, maybe...

"I'm the owner of this bracelet now. This guy is saving my memories and memories. So if I want, I can show you through this bracelet, including memories of when I took over the bracelet, no, before I took over the bracelet."

Again......

Having spoken of what I imagined, Sutherne pulls her bracelet out of her wrist in a hesitant, visible motion.

"If you want, you can show it to me.

Some of those memories have information about the evil gods you want to know. "

Suthern speaks in a pale tone that doesn't always fit.

But the voice was faintly trembling nervously.

"... please. I have to defeat the evil god shard."

So I respond with seriousness, like I would never put out against Southern if I were normal.

"Okay. Give me your hand."

I'm sure that feeling was passed on to Southern as well.

When I say that in a ready voice, he offers me a hand with a bracelet.

My hand and Southern's hand approached, and the elaborate design bracelet slowly approached my hand, and finally touched my finger...

"No, I knew it wouldn't work!

"To?"

- Shortly before he did, Suthern quickly pulled his hand with his bracelet.

"No, you can't..."

What was it like to be ready until just now?

"Well, if you can't, you can't! 'Cause I'm not ashamed... you can't be trusted!

"Huh?"

Suddenly I couldn't keep up with Leopard Weird, and Suthern got all excited.

"Duh, you're going to shield me and do terrible things to me anyway if you find out my secret!

"No, it's terrible."

Even if there were weaknesses, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

I've already got the stardust flare, and I can't think of anything in particular that this guy could do.

"Well, that's the... It's like George was doing it."

"Who is it, George? Anyway, I swear I won't do that..."

"Ugh, that's a lie! Even George tricked Michelle into saying that..."

No, so who is it, George!

"You're the only one I've ever had, and it turned out to be for physical ends!

"No, seriously, what are you talking about?"

Southern was utterly confused.

Or what are you so tempered about?

"... ha"

I sighed heavily.

Anyway, this doesn't make any sense.

If I stayed with Southern or George like this, I wouldn't be able to talk about it for long.

"Hey. You have to be the one to pull the memories out of that bracelet?

"Huh? Beh, nothing, you can do it without me, but..."

Suddenly changed the subject to me, Sutherne, revealing her vigilance but still answering.

Pretend not to notice that anxious look and overlap the questions pale.

"So, is there any special way to use it?

"No, it's just that if the owner of the bracelet wants to see it, so..."

"I see."

Just to keep in mind, how fantastic it is, too fuzzy to be incorporated into the game system, but that would also prove that the functionality of the Southern bracelet was unimplemented in cat ears and cats.

And in that case, the information you get from it is also likely something you never got in the game.

"Hey, I don't know what you're thinking, but it's no use." You're the prettiest person in the world, "but I'm not like Michelle..."

"Hey, Southern."

I whispered such a long, broad tongue of Southern, and I pointed my hand at the Adventurer's bag.

Then, remove some of the equipment that was in the bag.

"- This, nah?

That's what I took out was another (...) ring soul bracelet that I recovered in the world before unwinding.

"... to?

He was a southern rounding his eyes during the bundle, but he immediately understood what that meant.

"No, don't..."

They jump at me to get my bracelet back, but it's too late.

By then I'd already activated my bracelet...

- For a moment, there was light playing in the back of my brain.

Memories, thoughts, rush in.

Stuck there was the life of a girl named Mitia, Southern's, no, for more than a decade now.

My days as a sealed witch are under heavy pressure.

Complicated thoughts about my father and mother.

There's trust and disappointment in Caius, the guardian.

The half of her life she has spent pushes her way into her head with numerous memories and feelings that remain raw.

"Ugh!

Unexpectedly, groan.

I felt like I had made a long journey in just a blink.

"Saw it, huh?

Sutherne, who had already grabbed at me, looked me in the eye at close range and snapped at me, feeling my change sensitively.

"Oh, oh."

My voice answered, but it was shaken by agitation.

The effect of the bracelet prevents him from escaping Suthern's body, and makes him feel as though he could be left behind.

Thanks to watching him unmask only for a moment in the world before he unwound, I was aware that Suthern was a girl.

But to be clear and aware of that, it was incredible that I'd ever mistaken her for a man.

My body, which should have been, is light, and my skin peeking from the back of my black coat is white.

Even hidden in a mask, I even felt like I could see the girly delicacy in its face.

But apart from my upset, she was in the middle of a mess now, too.

"Mi, I told you not to look!!

"Oh, yeah....... bad"

You even cry in the back of your mask, and you trick me.

When he slaps me in the chest with a poke, he asks, distracting himself from his gaze, remaining in a close position with me.

"... so, how was it?

"What?

"Take a peek at my memory. That's what you're asking me."

"That, is..."

There are things that have made me think intensely.

But can I tell him that, no, to her?

"Just say it."

The words of the commanding tone sounded weak, but at no time.

"Clearly, can I say it?

"Just say it. I'm ready."

But still, with this unspoken, with this obsession left, I felt, no, we couldn't move on.

So I turn my belly, and I face Suthern over the mask.

"I've seen that you're a girl, and I admire being nameless enough to write your own novel. But still."

"... yeah"

A strange voice.

And with the help of it, I open my mouth with courage.

And......

"I think there's a little too many gods for the special magic" Punishing God "."

"Uhhhhh!

The scream of a girl dug up the original magic (beauty) of an old homemade novel echoed into a quiet library.