Manowa

"Remember, Tyki? It was on this cliff that you pushed me down that day."

"Let it go. I'm very busy with Yukihiro."

Two boys are confronting each other.

The red-haired boy Tyke showing a cliff on his back was a bumpy figure, and the blue-haired boy facing him, Yukihiro, stood his sword on Rin's face. It was obvious from the way they both fought on this occasion and that Yukihiro was overwhelming Taiki.

And my classmates, who have been transferred from the two battles to the same otherworlds, are sipping and watching. I understand that the victory or loss of this first battle will determine our future.

"Roughly. Still a grudge, Yukihiro. You could have taken our place on the Hidden Cake. It would be an honor. Not to mention living and gaining strength. It's all because of me. Isn't that right, Yukihiro? What's the complaint?

"Don't just say something unsolicited, Tyki. I will not tolerate figs. No, you can't. You can't be a jerk. Die and apologize. You made fun of me. You won't forgive me. Never. Never!

"You're too vocabulary."

"Don't make fun of me. Ahhhhhh!

"Grrr."

A blow with Yukihiro's righteous wrath played Tyke and Tyke's body fell to the cliff.

"It's over. Now we have a settlement with Tyki. Later..."

The battle is over. Then when Yukihiro turned around behind him, there was a line of cheering classmates.

"Thanks for your help Yukihiro"

"Everybody was fooled by Tyke's guy."

"I'm sorry, Aizawa. Nice. Hold it."

Mouth to mouth they say. Everything was wrong with Tyke.

Yukihiro was heartbroken by words that said hold them even though he thought they were such a casual thing. All the groups that were abusing Yukihiro with Tyki again have already been terminated by Yukihiro.

So the majority of my classmates now living are members who watched the figs and pretended not to see them. Those who have forsaken themselves. I am obsessed. I didn't intend to kill him. Yet Yukihiro was heartbroken by the words of holding him.

"There's no way I'm gonna abandon everyone."

"Sasuyuki! Sasuyuki! Sasuyuki!

It is a great chorus. Yukihiro shrugged his shoulders at the look of it.

Yukihiro today is cordial with his neighbor, the Celian Empire, and is also a good friend to Sarah, the Second Empress, who has both the power and the financial power to just feed her classmates because she has promised the Emperor that she can take away part of the kingdom that summoned herself in this case and make it her territory.

Of course, it's not even Yukihiro's intention to unconditionally apply it to them. But...... and Yukihiro was badly hearted by the word hold.

Aizawa, do you have a minute?

Haruhi in the class glasses position came out one step ahead there. As a class wrapper, Yukihiro also has a glimpse of him, who has managed to disconnect his classmates even during Tyki's reign.

"We are very grateful to you for saving us from Tyki's oppression. Besides. I also understand there's a sin in seeing you and pretending not to see you once. That's unforgivable to you."

Some thought, "Enough of that," for Yukihiro, who is badly hearted by the word hold it, but Haruhi's words lifting Kathari and her glasses up made Yukihiro's feet stop.

"But we have little to pay for you. Even the money is squeezed out and you don't have it, and the power is way above you."

"Then what?

"So make Saori-kun your slave."

"Huh? Huh?

Flower-style saori, who was behind Haruhi in those sudden words, patted his eyes, and Yukihiro also turned his eyes round for a moment and looked at the saori.

Saori is a girl with three long black hair braids and the appearance of a moderate looking The Chairman with glasses on her big tits. Haruhi told me to enslave the saori.

"Oh, come on. I didn't ask for that."

"I know. That's about what you are. [M] But we can only do this, and it's for her. Look at that."

There were cat ears there when Haruhi took Saori's hat.

"The chairman of the committee has cat ear disease. I'm incurable and I won't go back. There's beastly discrimination. It's the only way to be in someone's asylum in this world. Look at that, too. What do you say, Aizawa?

Yukihiro looks hazy when he sees the saori he sees it become an embarrassed look.

"Chairman of the Commission. Or maybe... what did I pay to touch my hat then?

"Because I was embarrassed, Yukihiro. I didn't want you to look like this."

Saori leans down as she tides her face with Kaaaaaa.

"Right. It was all my mistake. Oh, I did it."

"Yukihiro... you don't think I hate Yukihiro. 'Cause all the way from the entrance ceremony, I..."

"Chairman of the Commission, no... Saori, no Saori. I get it. You are my slave. I won't let you go much longer."

"You did it, committee chairman. I've always thought of Yukihiro from that world."

I think Yukihiro was. But I know Yukihiro. Only Saori stopped me then. Yukihiro knew that only this man would betray him.

(This brings the class together. The rest is solved if you bring down the king who called me incompetent for calling me, the princess bitch who spit as soon as she found out her skills for using your color eyes, the local brave man who turned me into a labyrinth in the abyss, the jizzi of the slave guild who enslaved me, the childhood tampering who has commanded me greatly for a long time, and all the gods of the culprits, and then Takahashi, who has a good face, head, motor nerve and character, to daughter-in-law the demon king!

And while embracing Sayuri, Yukihiro was determined to fight the next battle.

(Kuku, Tyki is the weakest of the figs. Shame on you, Sugihiro.)

But I don't know Yukihiro. That Haruhi in front of him is this mastermind who has the strength to deceive the Demon King.

Continued next time

"It was great today, too. Say hello to Saori."

"Yes, I look forward to seeing you again"

There was a man politely bowing in front of a guest who would return with a cheerful face, a corner of Neon's brilliant pleasure district. The man thinks. Bowing is important. This job can't be done without repeaters. And the glowing sign over his head depicted the dungeon image club 'Kazane Salon'.

Nearly twenty years have passed since the sudden publication of the dungeon in this modern society, during which various things have not happened, and the world has perished several times, but the existence of the dungeon is now generally recognised, and adventurers are normally present in their work.

This shop, where the man works, offers the dungeon a service that allows him to summon himself backwards and fight safely. It was only recently that a system was built that, no matter how much damage it took, was able to return to its original self if defeated in the same way as the Summoner, and also mutate itself at the Summoner by manipulating the Summoner, a store dungeon image club to use it to play games, cartoons and other roleplay, commonly known as Dunk, was a store that operated experimentally under the permission of the Labyrinth Management Association.

And the man's name is Shirai, though. He's just a former middle-aged salesman with a wife and daughter, an official who was picked up by Dunnyk's president where he was now in a restitution concern.

He was also the number one heroine in the nomination rate for this store.

Yes, Shirai operates a reverse summons (reverse summons) system, TS and entertains customers as heroines. Be healthy, no matter what.

"Well, push the exit card too... the president's calling me for a drink today"

Being a social worker, Shirai can't refuse his boss's invitation. When I emailed my beloved wife that she didn't want dinner tonight, Shirai left the store immediately.

"Fire's not wearing it."

"No, even if you show me the sukshaw. We don't have that kind of shop."

When Shirai entered the tame tavern, the president and Sasaki seemed to be rubbing something in the back seat. Sasaki is the number 2 in the Kazane Salon. It's a real thing that I like too much heroin to be heroine.

It was a screenshot of Dear Fire, the heroine in the cartoon "Sacrifice this wonderful old god", shown on the smartphone that Sasaki has. Known as the incarnation of Kutugua, she is famous for not wearing pants for some reason in cartoons.

It should be noted that that's the only thing that makes it seem criminal to be googling the screen of a smartphone with an animated character with rounded buttocks into a chinchillin with the appearance that could be mistaken for a JS. It's not strange to be reported.

"Can you please comply with the animation?

"I may not look like I'm wearing this, but it's me. Actually, I'm wearing it. If I showed you pants on teahouse TV, you'd be pissed off at an educational arrogant institution, so I'm just not drawing them in with consideration."

"You can't if you show it to no pan with consideration. Just take your pants off."

"I mean, the current situation, it's a totally child-pop project. I also record on my smartphone. The audio is perfect. If I make a bad noise, I'll cut the pieces off and flush them down to YouTube."

"Things like the press...... despicable. You know, the Kid Po project, you know, the Loribaba thing."

"Hehe, not Baba, but I'll give it back to you at your adult leisure"

Can Chinchillin, which is already Arafat, be called Lolibaba?

"Ha, you do adults and stuff after you've got fine tits"

"Die."

"Ghaaaa."

And Sasaki was busted with goo.

The president doesn't care what he looks like, but he has a lot to say about his chest.

"Good day, Mr. President"

"Yeah, you're here, Shirai-kun. Was Shirai-kun raw chew? Raw Chew"

It is the elementary school students themselves who blur their chews and mouths while patting their feet. At first glance, it was strange that Sasaki would not react to this president, who is also adorable, and who has the best daily Lori, etc., but Sasaki said, "Because my sensibilities are near the elves". I don't know what that means.

"So. I didn't call you two."

Sasaki got up and the president cut it out that way when everyone toasted about their seats.

"We've both worked at our place for three years. I think you're doing great. Sasaki sensibly plays heroine to Shirai-kun, who theoretically plays heroine. Both incisive and play great heroines, in my opinion. I've been thinking about it every day. If you're going to play heroin, you're going to be overripe middle-aged."

Crazy...... Shirai thought so but didn't say it. That is the virgin art of society.

"But now animated heroines are the main business. There have been other companies in the industry, and as far as I'm concerned, I'd like to do another step up."

"Step up?

Shirai and Sasaki tilted their necks. What the hell does stepping up mean? But the answer is immediately told from the mouth of Chinchillin.

"Prepare the original heroine, which I am not an existing character to date. Youtube distribution as well as being on TV dancing and singing songs. Essentially, summons itself needs to cross boundaries, but with a reverse summons (reverse summons) system from within a dungeon, it can also be used on the ground."

"Really?

"Yeah. That's why we're taking advantage of this to do a lot of media expansion and finally go from underground labyrinth (underdungeon) idol to ground. So I'd like to ask one of you, the finest Uncle Ba Mei meat I've ever raised."

"Well, I'll pick some flowers. Can you think about it?

"Huh."

Shirai and Sasaki looked at each other when the president, who had finished speaking all the way through, took a seat.

Create the original, set heroine and use it to create our own idol. If you ask me, it is a buoy two bar. The president intends to enter that world of herds. And it was chosen...

"Are you drinking, Senior?"

"Sort of. But is it good? Me?"

It was Shirai. Sasaki had resigned himself.

Shirai thinks of herself as an ordinary person. It is true that it is Danik's nominated heroine number one. However, Shirai researches the heroine he plays, performs thorough research, and understands that he is in a position to persevere. Unlike a genius who can do number two with his own senses alone. But Sasaki laughed and shook his head to the side.

"Is it original? Hmm, that's not my hobby. I can play because I'm thoughtful. [M] The most powerful old god I've ever thought of, that kind of masturbation kind of thing."

"Is that what this is all about?

Shirai eats the fried cartilage puckering, thinking it's a sensibility he doesn't understand.

"Hey, some girl was being coached by a cop."

"There's a tavern for elementary school students."

There's some noise around the entrance, but it's normal for the tavern to be in May. Both Shirai and Sasaki were obsessed with eating edamame poly, wondering if this drunk was making a scene. Then Shirai turned his gaze toward the toilet when the onion for the three ordered came.

"Hey, boss, you're not coming home."

"You're the big one. More than that, I'd like an extra drink."

"Then I'll be in Plum Sour."

"Yes. Ah..."

"What's up?

"That guy, you're a good senior"

When Shirai turned his attention to Sasaki's finger on the words, there was a man drinking alone at the counter. That was a customer Shirai was dealing with earlier as a saori.

"You're about to have a drink on your way home."

"Look at you, seniors, that guy, you look happy"

"Oh, you seem satisfied"

"Because Senior Players Have Flowers"

"I guess so."

Sasaki nodded at Shirai, who could shine.

"I'm sure seniors will be given more dreams. And then I might want to be the heroine that my predecessors created."

Shirai laughs at Sasaki's words. Shirai's heart was already deciding. That if someone could smile on their own, it wouldn't be that great.

It should be noted that the president did not return in the end, so only the receipt was cut and the two arrived on their way home.

The next morning, when Shirai entered the office, the president and Sasaki were already out of the office.

"Good morning, President, Sasaki-kun"

Good morning, seniors. Good morning, Shirai-kun.

When the two replied, Shirai's gaze was directed at the president.

"Mr. President, why did you leave yesterday alone? It's terrible."

"Ha, I'm sorry, Shirai-kun. A little bit of the good-looking guy that mellowed into my charm caught me. Avanture till morning."

"Keh, the bitch"

Sasaki-kun looked at the president with a trashy eye, but that was something he couldn't help because he was sick of stubborning a virgin cook.

It should be noted that the president never utters the truth that his brother, who came to the police station overnight to reveal himself by being stubborn after forgetting a pouch (* infinite storage) in the workplace with both his wallet, ID and his smartphone... etc.

Chinchclin thought it would be slightly positive because the boss's face took on a somewhat preserved shape because it was a situation where he would have his men pay him even if it remained. By contrast, Shirai...

(Is there a Loricon? Dangerous. I didn't know there was a pervert who spoke up to a president like elementary school. I'll call you back later)

and so on. It should be noted that this report will catch Sasaki, who went out for drinks with the president again at a later date, but that is another story.

"So, Shirai-kun, how about that story?

"Yeah, president. I'm going to take it."

"Oh, you're gonna do it. Give me our only original heroine!

"Yes. I don't know how far my powers go, but I'll try!

That's what Shirai laughs at.

Shirai, however. That is the name of a man who sooner or later rises from an underground labyrinth (underdungeon) idol to the top of a tower-shaped labyrinth (high-tower dungeon) idol. And...

"I will try to be the best uncle Ba Mei in Japan!

The first step in a new form of idol legend was now to be taken.