My Entire Class Has Been Reincarnated – I Became the Weakest Skeleton!

Efforts are not always rewarded.

Having the guts doesn't necessarily work it out.

When did my heart start to get cold? When I was promoted to a regular instead of someone who was working harder than me in a department activity, when I understood that was roughly due to talent, I knew that there was something in this world that I wouldn't bury no matter how hard I worked.

Still a regular. He is one of the important ones who tows his people toward victory. From then on, I tried twice as hard as anyone, and I showed my guts. Only when did the surroundings begin to recognize themselves as' hard work and guts people 'and worry about themselves, such standing behavior.

At all times, effort and guts.

I can put my soul in it.

My heart is hot.

Like a flame.

I'm on fire.

It's a cold lie. Whenever I utter words like that, I clearly perceive my heart getting cold. It is the cold and terrible nature of me that makes the top attire come to life. Talking about dreams can't overshadow reality.

I believe my classmates can go home. On the surface we followed it. No, even in my heart, I should have convinced and followed. But the world is not that convenient. Somewhere, in my heart, it was cold.

Even when the second metastasis occurred, I felt stronger after all.

Is there any means of returning to the original world in such a situation?

It's not like there isn't. But unlimited thin.

There is always a desire to believe. It's important that you don't give up or keep believing. No matter how much you try to convince your mind, your nature with a faint cold grin always overlooks you.

Feelings are pointless.

There is no heart in the world.

The reality is ruthless.

It's like ice.

It gets even colder.

Ryoka under the snow, it was about time, she was unable to deceive herself.

A temporary base was to be built in the lush green hills. That said, cutting down a tree is a struggle if it is to be assembled, anyway. There are no students with that much pedigree ability or knowledge. As a result, a crude and unstable doghouse was completed, combining chopped down trees into a 'person' lettering.

"You know exactly how blessed the environment has been so far..."

Kyosuke muttered about that as she put the Devil's Sword she took from the adventurers on her shoulder.

"If this is all you can do, you can do it. For now, the storm will sneeze."

Umaru nods with his hands on his hips.

"That's better than that, Utsugi. What's wrong with your left hand?

"Mm-hmm. Unique. It's uncomfortable, but it works."

Kyosuke will try to raise her left arm some longer than her right arm.

Kyosuke lost her left arm in a battle with an adventurer the other day. Fortunately, he is a skeleton, and if he joins another arm and trees, he is ready to function properly. Kyosuke retrieved his left arm from the wreckage of the Lesser Demon along with Umaru and Snow Nose.

It was a sight that Azumi, who caused the filter to run out, couldn't show it, and if she could, she didn't want Rin to show it, so the companion asked these two. When the meat was shaved off, dried and connected where only the bones had become, it was surprisingly manageable.

"An unknown unit has been connected, or did you get a system message like that?

"I'm not answering...... Wumaru play games too?

"We'll do quite a bit of action. You're not as good as the nerd group."

Kyosuke sticks to Umaru, who ran the line of a famous game. Well, when it comes to classmates, there are many things you don't know unless you talk one-on-one like this.

"But maybe you're better at that kind of game, Koganei. I'm a retro gamer."

"Heh. Give me something when you get home."

"I don't know when."

Kyosuke confirms her own left arm while having such a conversation with Umaru.

Apparently, the left arm of the Lesser Demon is already recognized as part of Kyosuke's body. In fact, I tried putting Rin on my left arm and the "characteristic amplification" was activated. But strangely toggly and big-handed arms don't really feel familiar.

Kyosuke was, in fact, hoping that this demon's carpal bone would cause some side effects. As it stands, Umaru and Snow Nose are not experiencing filter failure, but there is no certainty that they will be overcome if the phase is reached. Kyosuke and Rin have to work hard. At that time, I wonder if this left arm will help me in a new way.

If you say that, you could be terribly pissed off. So I didn't tell you. Around Rin, though, it seemed like something I had already noticed.

"Let's do it! Gentlemen, fuck you!

Such a fold, I hear a healthy Rin voice from the other side. Azuki and Snow Nose are together. They hold a large wooden barrel, in which plenty of water is strewn. There were tons of clams stuck inside.

While Kyosuke and Umaru were in the process of building the base, the others were out looking for ingredients. Rin and the others are searching for nuts in the woods as they head for the beach. In this face, I don't have trouble picking ingredients just to pick them up. The excess food is because it can be stored frozen under snow.

"Clams... I knew it would be delicious to make clam rice..."

"No rice, no soy sauce, no mirin, no sugar. I don't say luxury!

Dang, Rin lowered the wooden barrel to the ground. Clams are spewing out sand in a sea of plenty of tension.

"This, if you dry the sea water in a bucket in heaven and sun, you can pick salt, right?

"Oh, that's good. That's good. Salt is good."

Rin rode out his body in favor of Wumaru's proposal.

It is the ability of your hand to wash and wash the bucket. I thought I always carried it with me, but I didn't think it was something I could produce with my abilities.

By the way, is it something that knitted magic, after 24 hours, the wooden barrel disappears. The number of barrels that Azuki can produce per day is roughly around 10. Azuki is also happy to prepare buckets and water if his abilities are useful.

For one thing, Kyosuke was relieved that something called society was being done again. What we need is a human life.

"Nuts, I've picked them."

The ravenous and wooded trees are awesome, and the colorful Kabe girl returns from beyond. When he moved his gaze, wondering where he had gone, he stood around in her shadow. As always, the shadows are thin.

"Do you want to start fire? I asked for it, Utsugi."

Upon being told by Umaru, Kyosuke set up the Devil's Sword. When you concentrate your spirit and pay attention, your sword body wraps around the flames. Neither do adventurers who have been robbed of their swords think they are being used instead of lighters, but thanks to you the diet is quite helpful.

What will those adventurers do now to fulfill themselves? Speaking of worries, I'm worried, but it's not a good idea to worry too much.

When they ignited the firewood, they began to stick clams and nuts in the skewers they had prepared in advance and pound them into it.

"So, what are we going to do now?

Waluno asks because his arm is short and he can't help with the work.

"What are we gonna do, then, we're gonna get out of here. Get out of this continent and go for Verneus"

Wumaru answered as he stabbed the clams on the skewer.

"I wonder if I can. 'Cause crossing the ocean takes time, doesn't it?

"If we don't give up, we'll figure it out. Hey, snow under."

"Yeah, yeah, everything's fired up."

Even when told abruptly, Ryoka Snowflake grips her fist all the time for a hot, painful smile.

Ryoka Snowflake is a female volleyball member reincarnated into a snowwoman. A hot-blooded girl characterised by that blistering tension, Positive Thinking and Forcefulness are comparable to Monkey Dodo Style Tai in the baseball club. Or, as a bloodthirsty high-tension athlete, do the bi-perfection.

Hot Blooded Snow Woman, under a snow nose standing quite characteristic just to say, but it remained that her body would melt due to her tension.

"Clear, Utsurugi-kun got his arm back! Our battle has just begun! You won't lose, Standup!

"What are you gonna do when you get up?"

"It's a matter of feelings, of hearts!

Snow Nose was theorizing his strength as he stabbed clams on the skewer.

"You mustn't give up! If you give up, you won't be able to do it, and there are things you can do because you keep believing! Make it impossible! Miracles happen!

"Nobody wants to see Yukino-san, Rakuten family."

The casual line of the Wall Nos. Kyosuke, alongside Rin, was silently stabbing clams on the skewer, but only at that moment saw the snow fall back to its true face. He is a cold face, like you can't imagine from her, who always smiles and wields a hot, bitter line.

But soon the snow went back to smiling.

"You'd better have about one of these people, wouldn't you? I'm not good at thinking hard!

"Well, it's true that there's something that can help you with that tension."

"Ha ha! Come on, come on, we can do it!

Snow Nose showed his white teeth with his thumbs up.

"It's good to work hard, but don't be all impotent"

Kyosuke tells me to push the nail.

"If the filter goes out, I might not be able to move. Especially if it's snowy or a type like Umaru."

"You worry about me! Thank you, Utsurugi! I just got your hot heart!

Abrupt, but beautiful under the snow. Snow women are more or less beautiful, so naturally. It's somewhat of a fascinating sight because she looks from the front and winks a bit. Straight next to it, I could see the slime swelling up a lot.

That said, you've been teased. Kyosuke thinks as she stabs a skewer in the clams.

I never really thought about it before. Why was Ryoka under the snow reincarnated into a snowwoman or something? The reincarnated monster is influenced to some extent by its spirituality. If it's the type of snow under, like Ein, wouldn't it have been nice to be reincarnated into a whisp or salamander?

In this, Kyosuke and Rin are the only ones awakening to Phase 2. In other words, few Members here have solved or realized the problems that lie within them. Until now that might have been good......

"Rin"

Kyosuke snuck up on the bloated Rin while Snow Nose caught its high tension and surrounding attention.

"I need you to talk to me later."

"Mmm......, ok"

Rin nods like he guessed roughly by the words alone. He's an early understanding kid, and he really helps.

"Guys, let's get hotter. I'm in the mood!

Ryoka under the snow was still tense enough for her surroundings to laugh.

The Kyosukes, who first stabilized their lives, were to cross the sea and explore the means to cross into the kingdom of Verneus. We don't have that giant heavy cruiser anymore, but we need a ship to cross the ocean. In addition, the corresponding sailing techniques.

The route of obtaining heavy patrols was extremely special. It can be said that there were several feasible means of catering for the dungeon by the blood clan and for the first time with the pedigree ability of Twilight Cloud (Gremlin), and that crossing the sea caused little problems because there were directions by sea caravans and a Goblin Corps led by the Five Minutes River Plain.

There are two ways Kyosuke and the others can take it.

One manages to get all the supplies needed to cross the ocean and row it out into the ocean.

The other one asks those adventurers to cooperate.

It is the latter that is realistic. But it's hard to attach cooperation to them without resorting to intimidating means.

Let's not rush to conclusions for a moment, but give priority to exploring the surrounding area. I might find some kind of breakthrough. Even if you are not an adventurer, there is a possibility that you can attach your cooperation to the monsters living in this new continent.

Besides, we're not the only students who've been flown to this continent. According to Umaru's testimony, there is yet another group near them that cannot be denied the possibility that they were flown to the same place at a distance. Joining forces with them could open up another outlook as well.

I didn't mean for Kyosuke to do that in any way, but the partitioning position within this team, in other words, the leader, was becoming him. He is a man called Skeletal Staff. Although I was not happy at all as Kyosuke.

It wasn't originally a social character. Though I can relate to people that are not obvious. However, since I couldn't say so, Kyosuke probably decided to spoil the leader's seat. I don't know if I can do it as well as Ryuzaki, but if there's any prospect that we can all survive with that, I'll do whatever it takes.

"I can no longer say so," that is, Ryoka under the snow.

Kyosuke asked Rin about the snow under that night. Alongside Ryuzaki, Rin is watching people in his class. I was going to ask you how you feel about a human being named Ryoka under the snow (dare you say human).

"Well, Ryoka herself is a little chilly, there is, isn't there?"

Rin said so softly.

'Why, I don't know if you're always saying or trying to say something so positive, but if there's a problem with the person, don't think it's there. Just...'

Just? ask, Rin clouds his words a little, then says.

"I don't know if I need to rush there at this time."

I don't think so. Now that the extremes are going on, the impossibility under the snow will be broken soon. That's what Kyosuke said.

"Is that an experience?

Maybe so.

Somehow, the spiritual condition under the snow also feels somewhere similar to myself. She looks positive and has no initiative in herself.

Occasionally, they say, "What you say under the snow is around." To say something more spicy, like, 'Too Atsu to Be Sam' or 'The Word Is Light and Out of Sympathy'? According to Rin's words, such opinions were there before the transfer. She hasn't spoken her own language.

If you continue to have positive thoughts that are not in your mind, even on the surface alone, it will be broken one day.

Especially in this situation. If snowflakes are realistic, spiteful realists, that's fine. If you're a pessimist spitting pessimist, that's good too. Problem is, she's distracted from the Rakuten family. I don't even know why, but I think it's time for the rattle to come.

"Kyosuke-kun, come on,"

And Rin said.

"Do you think you can solve Ryoka's problem? Kyosuke had me, but I was wondering if anyone could interfere with Ryoka's mind. '

I don't think I can do it, Rin swelled.

'I'm not saying no, and I don't think Kyosuke seems to be!

I just want to solve everyone's problem if I can, not just talk about it under the snow, but is that wagamama? I was glad Rin helped me. Rin is the one who wants to restore that feeling the most, but there are plenty of people who want you to get the same salvation.

"Ma, if Kyosuke wants to do that, I can help..."

Something, I'm sorry. Kyosuke said.

"Don't apologize."

Rin gave it back.

'It's a good thing you want to help someone. I was also helped by Kyosuke's help. I haven't said much lately, but walking and running with Kyosuke is a lot of fun.'

Thank you, and bow your head.

"It's Ryoka, but I can tell you, I don't think you're sorry."

As Kyosuke felt, there is something about the spirituality under the snow that goes through Kyosuke somewhere. So Kyosuke should be involved, not Rin, she told me too. There's not much Rin can do against snow.

If Kyosuke's essence is empty, then the essence under the snow is ice. I don't know if what Kyosuke should do is melt that ice, or punch a wedge in, or if we should look for another way to do more.

"For one thing, Kyosuke and Ryoka team up to explore a lot. I'll be in charge of finding other members and exploring the area."

Even Rin has Phase 2. With Azumi's cover, which can produce water, you won't be late for the monsters around it. Kyosuke and Rin decided at an early stage to keep it as bulky as possible when exploring, more than worried about other students' filter failure.

As a result, Kyosuke decided to carry out a snowy and seaside exploration, and Rins parted teams to carry out a forest exploration.

"Kyosuke, you know, let me tell you something."

At the end of the consultation, Rin spoke to Kyosuke in a small voice, saying it was time to go to bed.

'I think Kyosuke's a good place to think about helping others, but like this, I wouldn't tell you to do as much...'

So separate words,

"No, let it go, shall we? Something makes me nervous. '

What does that mean? The courage to just ask was not in Kyosuke.

It is not easy for adventurers travelling all the way to the New World to return to the Old World. The ship will not be visited until the date of the appointment, as the contact ship must be arranged before departure. Even when the carving deadline arrives, there are many cases where the ship arrives late due to an accident. It is the stones that pile up more food, etc.

A row of adventurers with Lesbon as their leader already had to give up their exploration almost because that Lesbon lost his right arm and Rayne, a party wall actor, suffered burns all over his body. Blazeblade, Lesbon's proud demon sword, has been taken by monsters, and overall the deficit is a good place.

"Damn, those monsters...!

Wombat, a former bandit, grabbed his fist and slapped a rock.

"If you hadn't even gotten in the way of the extra, all you had to do was capture Rare Monsters by now and wait for the Yu Ship!?

"Well, yeah,"

Lesbon, the swordsman who lost his right arm, shrugged barefully at the long sword with his left arm.

"I'm an adventurer, so it's natural that there's so much risk. I'm the one with the bad prospects. I owe everyone an apology."

That's how the ranks of the Adventurer Guild will drop, Lesbon blurred.

It is difficult for a swordsman who has lost his right arm to continue to be an adventurer. Fortunately, Lesbon is a gold runner and has quite a bit of savings. In the industrial city of Gil Azerg, you can build the latest type of magic guide prosthetic hand and make a restart, or you can start doing business on your own. In any case, I was fortunate to have had my life missed.

Some monsters are intelligent and rational. It's Lesbon's adventurer philosophy that you shouldn't make extra emotions, but this time it's a complicated state of mind because you've prolonged your life thanks to that intelligence and reason.

"That being said, Leader, I'm not convinced...!

Lesbon watched with complicated eyes as Wombat gritted his teeth.

What are the other members doing? Moving his gaze, Philhana was desperately writing something. Autonomous control magic, semi-automatic writing. Probably remote document communication magic (facsimile) that keeps writing the information received by the telepath.

Philhana qualifies as a Communications Mage (Telepath Mage). She was lucky to be brought here because a communications magician who could also take part in the battle and qualified as a Gold Rank Adventurer is invaluable. Philhana is using telepaths to contact the Adventurer Guild on the mainland to negotiate if she can arrange a ship a little earlier. Just still, it'll take a week to get him in a hurry. A large merchant ship would take nearly a month to navigate.

"Philhana, how dare you..."

And, say, Lesbon realizes. What she does with facsimile was not communication records, etc.

"Zerga Grand Martial Party, all teams in! Dark hose in Warcraft Martial Arts! '" In the secret waters of the kingdom of Verneus there is a hot spring inn run by monsters!?' 'A mysterious steel ship crosses the Algarica Canal!'. They all seem to be gossip articles in third-rate newspapers. I picked it up from the telepath net.

Lesbon sighed and took the paper from Philhana's hand.

"Ahhh!?

"Are you making cutouts of gossip articles again..."

"Oh, give it back!

Philhana's hobby can be a subscription to a third-rate magazine for these eyebrow spits. Even after being unable to reach newspapers across the new continent, they often browse through telepaths.

"Collecting information will be important for adventurers!?

"I'm not saying this is information-gathering. More politics..."

"So, what's this?!? Signs of a coup in the southern kingdom of Pilika!

Lesbon heard it and moved his eyebrows tingly. He was born and raised in the southern kingdom, on the outskirts of the west. I don't have much attachment to my country, but certainly, over there, it has been a kina-smelling country for a long time. Empire rule is deeply ingrained in the upper echelons of the nation, and many people suffer from oppression.

"Anything, like a third prince banished from the royal palace leading the people up or something. I hear you're on guard at the Royal Palace."

"Hmm......"

"They say the proximity of the prince is a black cat in boots"

"I seriously lost it"

Isn't it still a third-rate article? Lesbon thrust the paper back into Philhana. Seeing how it goes, Wombat screams uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with that? You're in a deficit!

"Let's give up. What kind of profession is that?"

Originally, Philhana, who was backwards in fighting those monsters, shrugs slightly and resumes receiving facsimile.

"Except if you go in here and make a good request. Unfortunately, this is a new continent..."

That's when Lesbon almost said it.

"It was just fine. Actually, I need to ask you something."

A deafening voice echoed the relay camp. When we turned our gaze to surprise each other, Waygan, a mage who works as a subleader, was bringing in two strange men and women: one in a tuxedo and one in a dress, not dressed to be much of a battlefield.

When I saw that appearance, Philhana slightly stifled her body.

"Weigan, what about those two?

"Glenn and Sink. An adventurer. He got into this new continent the other day."

When introduced, the two adventurers bow their heads respectfully. It's a strange, playful trick on the board. The two of them intertwine their fingers amicably, but the red eyes, like their blood, aren't laughing very much.

"Actually, I'm doing a monster capture, but they got away with about two of them last night. I need your help with the search. I'll pay you."

Requests to adventurers who do not pass the guild are prohibited by the agreement. Because it creates trouble.

But it is the acquiescence of what is unlimited near black gray for a locally rendezvous adventurer to request cooperation from another adventurer and to pay him as a reward. Naturally, this also often creates extra trouble, in which case the guild does not intervene.

Lesbon saw Wombat. I know how he feels, too. I want to avoid as much as possible the fact that I have come to the new continent because of it, but it remains in deficit, and it must also be returned injured.

"Unicorns and lycanthropes are the ones that got away with it. I don't know."

"... let's talk. But not yet, just ask."

Lesbon took the long sword on the ground, accordingly.