Labyrinth Restaurant

Hello, everyone. This is Lisa Ichitsubashi, a former brave man.

As early as a few months after my return to Japan, I have also felt less of an inverse cultural gap with the other worlds in recent times, enjoying a peaceful daily routine on Earth.

... and so on. A subsonic bullet passed right in front of my eyes, which was twisting my brain's perception to escape reality.

How is this happening?

Its beginnings date back about five minutes.

After dinner this day, I was watching a TV information-based variety show at home and all of a sudden the content of the show switched. Its contents, entitled Emergency Live Broadcasting,

"That's just this bank in our neighborhood... eh, bank robbery?

Oh, my God, I'm surprised that a bank in our neighborhood got into a pair of robbers armed with guns. It seems that about twenty minutes have already passed since the incident occurred at this point, and the screen shows a large number of wild horses and police officers.

The killer group seems to be holding hostage one of the late escaped clerks in the bank, and the pressing air of the scene can also be transmitted across the screen.

and although at this point there are incidents happening in the neighborhood, I was not yet a party to it.

[This seems to be a matter of contending for a moment, let's go, my Lord]

"Um, Mr. Holy Sword?

[I have to see righteousness without courage, let's go]

"... Yes"

Well, I'm a brave man, even though I'm an ex, and if there's anything I can do, I'll do it. But there was one problem...

"It's not good if you find out who you are, is it?

I didn't have to worry about that because I acted as a brave man from the beginning in different worlds, but it would be tough if I acted human apart without thinking in this one and later found out who I was. If the press arrives at our store for anything other than cooking, we'll have trouble.

But on the TV screen, in a situation where the cops are asking for an opportunity to break in, they don't know when the victims will be out. I can't say very long.

"... I'll go with this because I have no choice!

I wore something that could hide the face that happened to be in my room and changed from a room outfit to a jersey that was as uncharacteristic as possible. He then tore the space apart with a long sword-shaped Mr. Holy Sword and entered the interior of a whirlpool bank.

"Um, I'm not a suspicious person. Let's discuss it."

"Hey, what's up ahead!

"Do it!

The robber's response to me that suddenly appeared in the space where nothing was supposed to have happened was swift. To prevent me from finding out, I was too suspicious to happen to be wearing a paper bag from the department store I had in my room, even though I was saying, "I'm not a suspicious person," and I've been shooting at you no-time. I avoided it, though.

Paper bags that just drilled holes around the eye area don't have a very good view, but now that I'm enhanced by magic when reflex nerves and motion vision do it, the extent to which I turn myself around even after seeing a bullet fly is easy to win.

I wish you had realized in vain that the robbers were increasingly indiscriminately shooting guns at the sudden appearance of suspicious men (me) who panicked at not even flickering close to the bullets.

"Shoot me, shoot me!

"Waste, waste, waste, waste."

I'm a little surprised you brought up a machine gun, but I've been used to seeing firearms for a while now.

"Did you do it?

"If you just shoot me like this, you won't live."

And so on and the robbers are stacking flags, but of course they're not doing it. I'm also getting used to the sight over the paper bag, so I pinched the flying bullet with a leopard.

"Hiy! Bucket stuff!?"

"The gun doesn't work!

It's rude of you to say that you just caught about thirty bullets of flying ammunition with one hand because the hostages have to get hurt more with bouncing bullets and fragments of broken objects.

"Chi, stay away!

"We have hostages over here!

and put a gunshot at the hostages whose killers were tied with rope,

"Hey, what's this...?

At the end of the gunpoint was a silver box big enough for one human to get in. I was wondering if this could happen, and I made a box out of the hands of an empty person in the middle of being shot and threw it, and left it over the hostage. About a bullet would not scratch one hundred shots into it.

"What, what's going on..."

"Are we even dreaming..."

Apparently, the robbers lost their will in a series of anomalies. I took my gun off and went into the floor. If it looks like this, you won't have to worry anymore.

"Go in! Go in!

"We got a gunshot! Rescue the hostages!

Apparently, you heard the earlier gunshots, and a squad of cops broke into the bank. No need to stay long. Let's just say you erase the box that the hostages were in and leave the rest to the officer in charge.

"Tell the killer, drop your weapon and surrender!

Rest assured. Because the killer is already powerless.

"We've secured two suspects!

This solves the case, doesn't it? Congratulations.

"Jersey woman in a paper bag there, raise your hands too!

... Yes?

"Apparently the killer was a threesome, not two."

"You are already under siege, surrender with two of your people"

The officers seem to be saying something like that to me.

"Um... I'm not suspicious"

"Are you serious?

... Well, that's suspicious, isn't it? I run because I have trouble getting caught.

"Uh... excuse me!

Officers fled at an unrecognizable rate. From the side it should appear that I have suddenly disappeared. We moved straight into the shadows of the unpopular, slashing the space again and headed home.

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The next day, TV news reported about yesterday's incident.

Apparently, testimony from two of the killers and the hostages made it clear that the mysterious person in the paper bag was not a piece of robbery, but the side who solved the case. I'm horrified.

The two murderers responded to the inquiry.

"That paper bag bastard grabbed a flying bullet in the air."

"It's not super speed or hypnosis. I tasted one scale of something more horrible."

And so on and so on and so on and so on and so forth. No, I'm usually super fast.

Whatever it is, I'm glad the case was resolved safely.

Besides, that won't be so rare. It is because of this that I have returned to Earth, and this is how I relax and enjoy my peaceful routine watching TV...

'I'm in the middle of a show, but it's temporary news. Now in the Pacific Ocean, jumbo jets flying 10,000 meters in altitude have been hijacked.'

... I wanted to enjoy a peaceful routine.

[Let's go, my Lord]

"Yes......"

I kind of feel more at work than I did when I was in another world.