My Entire Class Was Summoned to Another World except for Me

It was after school, and I was here looking for the killer, just like the incident happened.

"You're making a scene inside."

Staring from afar, I squeal.

Unfortunately, I tried to come as the incident occurred, but the police and the press were all over the place.

The press is shooting articles in front of the police who are talking about something going into the alley.

Not very much, but not in a situation where high school students can investigate.

Well, that's a normal high school story.

"Well, let's start with what...."

Leaning against the wall, I stare at the crime scene.

I'm glad I came, but I'm actually not thinking about anything because it's a no-plan.

By the way, the old man is acting differently because he's normally investigating right now.

Well, he's no different whether he's here or not.

"I just appropriately explored it, and there's nothing out there......"

I explored the surroundings once [sign perception], but there are no particular signs of any change.

Well, before that, [signs perception] just roughly identifies where people are, and it's not limited to looking for people.

There are too many people here, I don't know which one.

Firstly, is it highly unlikely that the killer is here?

"After all, do we have to create skills....."

I think so. Me, but I don't really feel comfortable.

To create a skill, it consumes a lot of magic, and once used, it disappears.

I honestly don't feel comfortable doing one of those things.

I have no choice, do it....

Get ready and I'll start getting ready to build skills.

That's when,

"Yikes!!

All of a sudden, screaming from along the street.

To the sudden scream I heard, I glanced in that direction and looked down at the person who had fallen while one of the press was on his feet.

The stepladder is slightly bloody and distanced by the noise of seeing it around.

From what I can tell, apparently that reporter beat people up on the stepladder.

But why all of a sudden?

I questioned it, but the answer arrived quickly.

Could it have been a skill taker?

"Hey! What the hell are you doing!

Half-heartedly, a policeman moved as soon as he approached a beaten reporter who was stunned with a stepladder.

"Wow!

Screaming like crazy, reporters wave their stepladders toward cops.

Gun on the head of the approaching cop because of a sudden rampage!! and blunt sounds.

The stepladder struck directly, the policeman leaned back as he held his head back, and the scene became even more noisy.

When he leaves the cops, the reporter stops moving like he's lost his function again.

Obviously, things are weird. At the time you're hitting people. Yes, but you're not acting human.

It's like, it's just a puppet.

I felt that way, and as I searched around to see if there was a killer somewhere, I found someone acting strange.

(He's laughing in this situation)

Normally, you'd be surprised. In this situation, the person is just looking at the scene nibbling at one person.

It's like you're enjoying this.

When this heterogeneous presence told me that my suspicion was this guy, a reporter who was just in the middle of a riot was seized by the police.

"Wow!!

"Don't ramble!!

"Hey, help me!!

Even if it is suppressed, reporters stand back, and the police are desperately trying to stop it.

You saw that and decided it was over, and the person who was laughing until earlier turns his back.

You're full of suspicion.

I think so. I'm going after it.

Along the street for a while, the person walked straight and suddenly bent at right angles.

It was an unpopular alley that bent over, and when I went into the alley to chase after him, the guy who had been following me until earlier was waiting for Jen royalty.

"What was that earlier, you? Follow me."

You found out you were wearing it, and the person turns to me and says it with a disgusting face.

Gender is man. My hair is bumpy and my clothes are a little dirty and not very clean.

When the man asked me, I shut up for a while, but I cut off only a sledge.

"No, I didn't mean that in particular. It's not your fault?

I say so, but the man has a suspicious eye for "hmm."

Is this the guy with the skills?

To make sure of that, I put [appraisal] on the man.

Shibata Michiru, 21 years old, male LV5.

Health 480/480

Magic 380/380

Skills

Brainwashing

This man put [appraisal] on a lot of firewood, and I thought I knew it in my heart.

I have [Brainwashing] in my skills. This guy has special skills?

I didn't really want to believe it, but I thought to myself that skills exist in the modern era.

I was really there. What are the odds?

So is my skill, but I was even more surprised to see me on the level.

Normally, a level doesn't go up unless you get a certain amount of experience.

And that experience is killing creatures, such as people and monsters.

If that's up to level five, it's killing quite a few of these guys.

On a planet without monsters, most humans are level one.

If I were to give it this far, the number would be immeasurable.

I just found out that this guy has skills, and I put one tear on him.

"Speaking of which, I saw something like you from where there was an incident on this street the night before, was that you?

Hearing that, Chaita's eyebrows react with a pickle.

Chaita stared at me in silence at my question, but gradually she laughed.

"What, were they watching that? Is that why you followed me? No, faultless."

Are you unwilling to hide it, Chaita laughs hahahahaha.

You just admitted it. Now we know that this guy is the killer.

When I determined with no expression, Chaita suddenly uttered one word.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen people get hit by automobiles yet."

When I say that, Chaita looks me in the eye.

"Hey, come on."

Chaita has commanded me, making me look funny on my face.

But there's no way I'd do that where I said it, and I wouldn't move silently.

To my inaction, Chaita said, "Is that it?" and hang his neck, representing agitation.

"Kee, didn't you hear me? Come on, come on."

Chaita says the same thing again, but I naturally don't move.

Shibata also shows a rush for this, and "That, that...?" keeps turning into a face she can't afford.

I'm telling you, your abilities don't work for me.

"!? Duh, how could you do that...."

A silent mouth is opened, Chaita is violently upset and trembling that her skills have been found out.

I was checking the details of [Brainwashing] when I saw his status.

Actually, this [brainwashing] skill, I can't brainwash the person whose level is higher than mine.

Only creatures with the same or below level can brainwash.

So I won't be brainwashed.

"Move, move! Move!"

Again and again, I give orders, but I keep standing still on the spot without following orders.

Is this the first time this has happened, Chaita began to twist and retreat in fear of "why don't you move..." she couldn't believe it.

Is it time to catch him? I think so, I'll take a step forward.

"Huh!? Damn it!"

I come closer, Chaita runs backwards all at once and tries to escape, but there's no way I'm gonna let that happen.

"Yes stop"

"Guh!?

As soon as I turned my back, I moved behind Chaita with a metastasis and stunned her with a [neck tongue].

A shock ran down his neck, Chaita groaned small, then fell in dozzily.

You're surprisingly light.

I thought it might be somewhat tricky because you have skills, but you didn't.

Well, I'm glad it went easy.

The killer was caught, and I thought about his treatment, but I noticed the problem there.

"What will he do..."

I look at Chaita, who's falling, and I look like I've done it.

The killer is definitely this guy. I confessed myself.

But there's nothing to prove it.

Even if you ask your old man to run over to the police, unless he confesses, there's no physical evidence that he's the killer.

You can't believe it's about skills, and there's no way to bring this guy to justice at this stage.

I don't know what to do, I can't leave you here.

Thoughtfully, I'm haunting my head,

"Hey."

I was suddenly called out from behind.

Speaking up, I turned around and there stood a sharp eyed man with glasses.

Suddenly he shows up, I wonder what I am, but I don't think it's a good idea to see Chaita falling, and I rush to correct him.

"Yes, no, wait, this is just fainting..."

"Are you capable, too?

I thought I was mistaken and tried to fix it, but in a word from the guy, I realized I wasn't.

"Who? You."

"It's with him. I'll have it back."

The moment the man said so, the man disappeared from the spot.

Suddenly the man disappeared and I was stunned, but I felt signs behind me and turned back.

Turning back, a man was touching Shibata with his hand.

"Stay with me. I owe him back."

That's all I said, the man took Chaita and disappeared.

Chaita's gone, too. I sigh depressed that I've done it alone.

I didn't know there was another one. It was a miscalculation.

No, you don't think the odds of a hundred million things happening over and over.

As I excuse myself from the inside, I reflect a little on this lapse.

I can't believe the killer just figured it out...

Switching my head, I went to report this to my old man for once.