Levelmaker
Number one, seventy-seven, who are you?
……
Definitely Japanese. Like me and Mika, I'm not even an adapted face to anasm. That face with black hair and black eyes belongs to the shows and canatas that have come as sage, phantom circles and Mitsuo's that, just like that.
"Er... eh?
"You're not even an elf when you watch it raw, but you're really so cute that you don't think it belongs in this world"
"Oh, thank you?
"How are you and your sister?
"Yeah, well...?
That, do you know Kanata and Sakura? No, it's not like those two wouldn't report to me if someone had such a thoughtful Japanese face. But it's creepy. The tone has changed since then, this guy. The face itself doesn't look bad, but there's an indescribable creep. You think you're old enough to be like us, but you have a hell of a season in there?
"It's been a very long time since you and I talked."
"Long time no see? Have we met somewhere?
"Oh, I don't know if I've ever met him in person."
"In person...?
"Hey, there's a dream."
"Huh? Me?"
"Yes, I have a dream, it's you, you"
The chill ran all over my body. I know who I am. No, but really, I've never met anyone like this. I have a good memory, but I don't know anyone like this. Then I guess I'm the stalker that's been chasing me all the way to anasm. That's what the stalkers are at risk of subtracting information about me from earlier, right?
"Hey, what is it with you? Kay, I'll call the police...?
"There's no police in anasm."
"... what is it really?
"Don't you get it yet? You're dreaming, you're smart, and you've already noticed, haven't you?
The man spread his hands and niggered a little.... I know, honestly, I know. There's only one person here who seems to do this directly to me among the people we've been talking about lately, who doesn't know me, but has talked to me.
"Speaking of which... how are the phantom circles, Mephistophales and the demons?"
"... what the hell"
"You're totally on guard..."
"That's right, what do you want?
"... a lot, a lot. I can't explain it in a word."
"Ki, you're the second generation of anaza level...?
"You've settled down enough to put my name in your mouth already,"
... apparently so. A second-generation anaza-level person who's been bothering me here all these days. Close to that of a fig. I didn't want to admit it, but the person in front of me admitted it. I mean, you were Japanese.
"... ha... ha..."
"Well, it's no surprise you're so upset that you want strength and status in this world."
"Well, I'm a person, too.... because there are so many things I don't want to lose to that. What are you gonna do, fight?
"You can fight, but then you won't be able to fight."
"... In the meantime, why are you harassing me so much? Why is that? Stop it."
"I'd love to stop if I could put those crushed eyes on you, but that's not how it works."
Apparently, Anazar Level has a purpose to be Anazar Level and he's bullying me. I couldn't shake my bruised eyes.
I've been talking to you for a while. I know as much as I don't seem to be able to have a decent conversation, but I can't even run away. It's gonna take a while to beat them all up now.
"Speaking of which, you were discussing this today, weren't you? Oh, is it yesterday in time"
"Discussion...?
"Look, I think I killed you and Mihana on Earth. … Correct."
Are you reading my memories on your own, or are you looking at me like Shiva all the time? Probably the latter one. I watched it on the real thing earlier and it said something really cute.
Anyway, I had that idea. I was killed by this man.... I wonder if that means that I was just being rolled with anaza-level hands for about a year and a half combined with this anasm on Earth.
"Why did you kill him?
"That's because it was necessary, too."
"Even beautiful flowers..."
"It's good to have Mihana, isn't it?
……
"Every day, every day, I'm flirting, flirting, flirting. Come on. Whatever you think, it's impure heterosexuality. But... good for you, huh? It's not as tough in this world as it is on Earth. Ha, you didn't think I knew? Well, that's not why I harass you. That's what I was expecting.
Oh, you even saw that. Shiva and the others were watching normally, and I had a feeling about that.
... Come on, I've just been juxtaposing words that make my reactions enjoyable, and I'm not trying to say what I want at all. If you're not fighting me or anything, what are you doing here? It's not a beginner's harassment.
"... that's enough. Tell me what you want. Then you'll have to do it, all right?"
"Oh, I'll be fine. I want you to disappear."