My Entire Class Was Summoned to Another World except for Me

I don't know where it is. In the alley of the building.

In the shade all year round, sunlight is blocked, and even though it is dim and summer, a little cold wind blows.

A man dressed in a black suit even though it was summer there, wearing a cloud-like mask, held his belly down and put his knees on the ground. He was whining with some bumps.

"Damn.... you violent bitch.... I would definitely kill you next time......"

Seeing it, the man's body was worn down and holding him down. His belly is seeping with blood.

The man excites himself and manages to get up, and as he leaves himself on the wall, he walks down the alley dragging his body.

(where is this..........?)

As the man proceeded unexplained to the stranger, he saw the light in front of him.

The man stops when he sees the light, staring into the back of the light.

(What!? People are so......!?)

To the massive number of humans behind the light, the man opened his eyes behind the mask and was surprised.

The man looked rarely for a while at a person coming to a wide variety of unusual clothes, but gradually shivers his body and begins to smile full of cookies and villains.

(It is attached. You don't seem to have let me go to heaven yet)

Once he finished laughing, the man turned his body back to return to his original path.

(Now let's say you can rest your body. I need to find a new holiday somewhere.......)

This man, [God of Evil] Gemma walked in a dim alley and eventually disappeared, trying to blend into the darkness.

Uh-huh.

A week after I saw you in Yasukuya.

Even today I am stopping at the red light of the supermarket shopping return.

There aren't many people around me today.

The sun is hot and I look around wiping my forehead sweat with my hands.

I've been passing a little freaked out since then when I passed near here, but I never met you, Yasukutani.

She couldn't tell her mother to take her shopping place, but apparently it was too much of my thinking.

(It's your fault......)

Just a mistake to look at.

I hadn't seen him for a week, and a little relief was sprouting in me. I knew it was a mistake. I can't believe I'm meeting you here.

That's what I assumed in my heart.

The signal turns blue and I walk a little early to get home.

Even though I'm relieved, I'm still worried about something in my mind.

I want to leave this place quickly.

I tried to cross the sidewalk and go straight home, and then, uh-huh.

"Is that it? Shaykha?

My foot stops in a familiar voice.

At this time I wanted to curse myself as to why I stopped.

If I'd ignored my voice here and gone straight, I might not have had to find out.

You might have missed it.

I kept regretting it in my heart.

"I knew it was Shayka, didn't I? Isn't that right?

Even though I haven't looked back yet, the Lord of the Voice speaks with a little excitement.

I had an immediate idea of who the Lord of this voice was.

But I don't want to look back.

I moved because I don't want to see you. Why do I have to see you?

I keep solidifying just because I don't want to look directly at reality.

"What's going on? Maybe you forgot about me? You forgot?

The voice lord said a little lonely to me not looking back inside.

I haven't forgotten.

I can't forget if I want to.

I wanted to scream so badly.

How can you be so flat after all that?

I'm going to be outraged, but I decided to be prepared to think I couldn't do this until hours.

I move my face slowly, ready, and I see the Lord of my voice with his eyes.

"Oh, I knew it was Shaykha. I thought you were wrong."

"....... Yasukuya, you"

I called that name in a whisper to Yasukuya, a man who would gladly break his face in front of me.

"Hmm, I knew your voice was beautiful no matter what time I heard it. My heart will wash."

What the hell kind of ears do you hear when you hear that voice?

I'm sure I'm exclusive. I find myself disgusted with Hell's ears.

"Why.... are you here?

I heard my voice trembling.

Honestly, I want to escape now.

I'm forced to say to my shaky body that I'm about to cry. I pretend to be flat.

Otherwise, Yasukuya will poke me in.

"Actually, I moved after that, too. I've missed Shaykha every day, but I can't believe I'm seeing her here! I knew we were tied to the red thread of destiny!

Says Yasukutani with a dark expression and broken face.

White. I've decided to do it anyway.

Yasukuya is like that.

If it's for me, I'll cut it off, even my best friend or my parents. Someone who seems completely broken.

My knees shook up laughing gradually as if I was getting overwhelmed by you.

"What's going on? So trembling."

Then I immediately noticed on my lap, Yasukuya, you slowly approached me with a slightly creepy grin.

"Well, you're thrilled to see me, aren't you? Don't worry, I'm with you. I'm not leaving you anymore. Together all the time. So don't worry about jumping into my chest. Come on, come on."

Hands wide open and slowly approaching Yasukuya. At last I fell to the ground with a bag of supermarket that I couldn't stand and had tears in my eyes.

(Also, is that day starting again? on those hellish days.....)

Yasukuya brought you closer. The events of that day flash back.

I try to move my legs to escape, but not even Pickle as if it were in a gold bondage.

"Yi.... ya..."

"You have nothing to be afraid of, do you? I'm not letting you go anymore."

Yasukuya, who is slowly approaching, finally shrinks to a few dozen centimeters, and Yasukuya reaches out to touch me.

I can't resist anything, just stand still and meditate my eyes and decide to be ready.

(...... that? Not coming?)

But even after a few seconds, Yasukuya doesn't feel like you touched me.

I wonder, and when I open my horrible eyes,

"I'm sorry, but that's it. Customer. No touching."

In front of me was a figure of someone grabbing your hand and blocking it from the side.

"Kamiya, you......"

My favorite person, Kamiya Nightingale.