Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

Find 'Easy'.

Choose Easy.

Go on, 'Easy'.

Easy. Easy.

And I've been told.

They say that's the trick to living.

Then what is the 'ease' of this situation?

"Hey? Are you listening?

"I'm listening."

"Yes. Well, just die"

and third-year high school students attending private women's plains high schools. Masashi Ming (Meishi Shinji) thought.

Syndicate, who had arrived at school about an hour earlier than usual due to one circumstance, was playing a mobile console she was bringing in in her class, a 3-A classroom, where a girl student appeared.

The name of the girl who 'died' to people and rambled roughly inconceivable in common sense is Arako Peach (oh thigh).

A girl of the same grade as Syndicate, whose breasts develop to such an extent that she doesn't seem to be in high school.

"Look, come on. Die fast, die now. Because it's disgusting."

A girl like that keeps telling Syndicate to 'die'

(Fifteen minutes...)

Momo showed up in Syndicate's classroom for fifteen minutes.

Momo has been rumbling.

Syndicate was listening to Momo's ramblings as they were, trying to make it 'easier', but it was time to get tired of it.

You've got 15 minutes to complete one simple quest.

Syndicate glances at a mobile console that she stashes in her chest pocket, avoiding trouble when Momo arrives.

"You're telling me to listen!!

And that Syndicate turned away...... I'm actually turning away, but the momomo I thought stuffed me in Syndicate.

Its breasts, developed enough to enter five fingers even in the school year, appear in front of Syndicate.

(Wow... big. You can see it's shaking from the top of your uniform, right?

Syndicate stares at its abundant breasts unexpectedly.

"Die, die, die, die..."

Momo tells me to slap words from body to body.

But the thought of Syndicate who heard that...

(Wow, wobbly wobbly. Tits shake. Full of tits, Brumbrung. A festival. A festival. Breast festival. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......)

Syndicate was completely distracted by Momo's tits.

"Hey, are you listening?

"... WASHIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" But you're not gonna die, are you?

Panicking to grasp the leaked words of thought, Syndicate returns the answer.

Momo has frowned and awesome at such Syndicate's legitimate objections.

"Huh? You think every time you do, you have a veto? Just die, right now. Garbage. Disgusting. Seriously. Why are you with a guy like this..."

Critical, Momo rattles his teeth.

My eyes run bloody and my hair looks upside down, so full of hate emotions from Momo.

Why is Momo so angry with Syndicate?

Syndicate knows that.

I also know that it's not just Momo.

"Okay? You below the bug played with Kota. That's all I should be dying for. It's only natural to die. Why are you alive? Kota-kun forgives guys like you with a generous heart, but I'm not. We're not. Hey, isn't it?

To Momo's voice, the majority of the girls in the class. Besides, the woman who was following Momo from another class raised her applause and endorsement.

"... ha"

This sight.

Nothing unusual for Syndicate, actually.

Just because he can't hang out anymore, Syndicate takes his mobile console out of his chest pocket and turns it on.

"... listen to people!

that moment. Momo slaps the console that Syndicate had.

The console flew towards the classroom door with momentum.

"What a game, it's really creepy! Die fast! Seriously..."

"... good for you"

"Huh? What? Can't you hear me? How many creeps in disgusting voices..."

"Oops. Hmm? Why are there so many girls in the classroom today?

Momo's voice stops on the way.

Receiving the flying console was a long handsome man with thin brown hair shaking sarcastically and thin lines.

"Kota, Kota, you?

It's Kotaro Yamada.

Kotalou heads straight to Syndicate's desk when he can push the Momos away the girls.

"Oh, that Kota you. Morning! It's a beautiful day..."

"Morning, Syndicate. You're early today. What's the matter with you?

Ignoring Momo, Kotalou speaks to Syndicate.

"... it's my father's hobby. Friday to three nights and four days. It's a mountain. It's in that fucking cold mountain."

As it is, Syndicate receives a console from Kotalou.

Seeing it, Momo raved his voice.

"... say thank you! Garbage! Kota, you gave me your game console, so sit down..."

"Um, Arao, was it?

Towards Momo, Kotalou smiled nicely.

"I'm talking to Syndicate right now. Will you go home to your own class?

When Kotalou pointed in a direction where Momo's classroom was located, Momo let his voice play as he was impressed.

"Yes! Arako Peach! Let me go back to my classroom! Excuse me!

Raise your career and yellow voice and Momo and the other class of girls leave.

"... with brilliant hands"

"... both"

Syndicate and Kotalou exhaled as they saw how those girls were doing.

The classroom is no longer empty of the previously slaughtered air.

"... bad, always"

Kotalou says softly, badly.

"Never mind. You always say that, don't you? We don't thank each other or apologize for this. It's not all your fault that you're hot or that you're too hot to dislike me from the girls."

"... Syndicate"

Kotalou gently loosens his cheek and sits straight in the seat next to Syndicate.

"Still, I care. I can't believe I said that to my best friend. I thought I'd beat you up, honestly."

"You've stopped Kotalou, haven't you? He also took the game. That's enough. I used to make it easier, so I'm fine."

Syndicate approaches Kotalou's ear.

"That Arao-san tit was playing right in front of you, huh? That was awesome. Seriously."

Kotalou laughs all the time at Syndicate's words, which he sneaked around not to be heard.

"Do you want 'easy'? Speaking of which, did you and your father climb the mountain again?"

"Oh, from Friday night, until today. Three nights and four days. I didn't have time to go home, so I brought the tools."

Syndicate looks at the luggage he has in his locker.

"... good"

Kotalou snapped.

"Hmm? Good, what?

"No, it's nothing. Better yet, Father, did you say anything in the mountains?

"Nothing, nothing." Easy "as usual. All I'm saying is that kind of homework. If you're going to say 'easy', don't take me to the mountains or anything. I used to play games stealing my father's eyes."

Niyali and Syndicate laugh. Seeing that, Kotalou smiled, too.

"... that's about as much as Syndicate can steal that father's eyes. Syndicate's the same."

Kotalou closed his eyes gently as he shrugged.

At that time, the pre-bell chime rings.

"Well, shall I take my seat, too? The first limit of Syndicate... is world history?

"Oh."

"Even in world history, are you going to make 'easy'?

"Of course."

"... Syndicate!

Kotarou makes his voice a little stronger.

"... what?

"Keep it that way. Whatever happens. Don't you dare."

"... hmm? Oh."

That said, Kotalou went back to his seat.

(... will you follow me? Isn't that what the devil gave you? Deceptive?)

I was curious to hear what Kotalou said, but I'm already in my seat.

(Am I wrong? uncommon......)

At the end of the morning home room, Syndicate headed to a class with a first class.

The first limit is world history. This is a subject that Syndicate will not use at the university he plans to receive.

So Syndicate liked a class in world history.

"... because you can skip the game normally"

To cross noses, Syndicate takes the console out of the inner pocket of the uniform.

The class starts, and after they confirm attendance, they head to the bathroom to play the game there.

That's the usual pattern.

Dr. Sugita, who teaches world history, is an elderly grandfather.

I guess I'm getting a lot of ambitions. It's November. I know that third graders of this period are not motivated by subjects they don't use for exams, and I don't say anything in particular about skipping.

"Easy. Easy."

To cross noses, as I was doing my game quest in the bathroom, the on-campus broadcast suddenly came on.

"Weird Sun High School came better. All students should meet at the gym."

(... hmm?

To a school name that doesn't sound familiar, Syndicate puts her neck up.

The name of the high school Syndicate attends is Private Plains High School.

(What is Odd Sun High School... Sure it's the on-campus broadcast when a suspicious person comes in?

It's just getting a little noisy outside the bathroom, too.

Of course you're lying about gymnasiums and such on the air.

(If this broadcast goes on, do I have to evacuate to the school yard right away? Oh, my God!

Syndicate struck her tongue.

(Finally, from the tail of Omegaleus, I got the divine sphere...... damn!

The boss hasn't even cut half his health yet. It will take more than a dozen minutes to defeat.

Syndicate listens to what's going on out there.

(... If you're about 15 minutes away, are you okay? Or, fool, honestly, you don't have to evacuate. It'll be a lot of confusion, and you don't have to go and find out...?

Syndicate recalls what it was like during evacuation training.

Unlike in middle school and elementary school, I don't take evacuation training seriously when I'm in high school.

It often takes more than fifteen minutes to assemble, and unscrupulous students don't show up in the first place.

(Because there are just over a thousand people, this school. There's a lot of classroom travel... you're okay)

"Ladies and gentlemen, immediately on the ground"

From the hallway, I can hear Dr. Sugita.

I don't even care about Syndicate in the bathroom.

("Easy" for "Easy")

Hearing the footsteps of everyone who was leaving early to evacuate, Syndicate continued the game slowly.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Phew... I knocked him down -!

Syndicate, whose battle with Omegaleus is finally over, makes a big stretch.

(Well, how's the school yard? Though I think we all have boulders...)

Thinking about excuses for leaving late, Syndicate looked out the bathroom window at the school yard.

"... what the hell"

Syndicate opens her mouth and widens her eyes.

(... Well, I was concentrating, don't you notice this? Me?)

Simply put, the school garden was hell.

Blood flies everywhere, scattering things that seem to be part of a person's body.

Screams echoed from everywhere, and there was a lot of smoke coming from the city.

"... war? Terrorism?"

I don't have much material to judge what's going on.

"... ah"

Looking to get information, there's someone running towards the school building.

Momo.

Rich breasts are shaking violently as they move.

"Arashi-san! Hey!"

Syndicate called on Momo.

Speak to the school yard from the fifth floor. Stand firm.

She asked around as if surprised by Syndicate's voice, and then looked up and seemed to discover the source of her voice.

"Over here, over here! Hey! What's happening now?

To Syndicate's voice, Momo stares at Syndicate kickingly and violently.

"Shut up! Why are you here? Why are you alive? Die! Shit!"

Cursing noise. As usual.

I must be out of breath because I was running.

I'm obsessed, I guess I'm desperate to say it.

But so, I haven't noticed.

to the presence of those approaching from behind Momo.

Walk with Yurayura, who is not normal. To the unusual.

(... what's that?

The moment you see it.

Syndicate threw a deck brush that was nearby toward it.

"... Cah!?

On the deck brush thrown through the fifth floor window, it hasn't hit directly, but Momo screams by holding his head in reflexively.

"All right! Hit it! Are you okay?"

While checking Momo's safety, Syndicate sees who the deck brush hit.

(... male students? Bloody... could it have been the victim? No, something...)

It was the man in the same uniform as Syndicate with the deck brush hitting and falling on his head.

It's bloody.

I thought Momo was in danger, so I threw it. Was it early?

And, as Syndicate reflected only a little, the momomo that was holding his head was slowly rising.

"Oh? Good. I just need you to tell me what's going on..."

"... die. Yep!

Momo's scream blocked Syndicate's question.

"... no, that"

"Die! Die! Die! What are you throwing at me all of a sudden? Turn to people! Aren't you stupid? Die, O O O O O! Fall out of there and die!!

Kinkin and a similar voice echoes Momo's cry.

"Um, more than that..."

"Not more than that! What? What? Suddenly everyone was killed and I finally met someone like you. What's going on?!? Hey! Kota, where are you? Where are you? Tell me! You fucking OOOOO!

"Um..."

"You're telling me to tell you! If you can't teach me, die! Die, die, die..."

Momo's voice broke off there.

Naturally.

I don't have the wax to speak up.

There's a big hole in Momo's neck half moon.

It was... it was the boy student that Syndicate hit the deck brush with earlier that bit it open.

The boy student got up slowly while Momo was arranging a cursing rumor towards Syndicate and hit Momo as he was.

"... ahhh"

"Ahhhh... but... ahhhhhhhhhh"

Momo was devoured by the boys students as he freaked out his busty chest as it was.

"I wonder if this is it..."

Syndicate thought about what was going on as she watched Momo get eaten.

Perhaps this is a common movie or creation, something like a zombie thing happening.

It is the guy who says that drugs and biological weapons are the source, that dead people have turned into human-eating monsters, and that it spreads all over the world.

It's a good story, but it's a story I don't want you to wake up in real life.

Because most of the stories in this hand have no happy ending.

"Hmm?"

Syndicate decided to stop thinking once. Because a boy student took Momo's jacket off.

A fruit like a pully melon that will be exposed.

(Wow... I knew it was deceitful, Mr. Arako. Wouldn't Kotalou have played for you once or so if you were a kid with such big tits, too?

Syndicate watched the dance of pulls and swinging enchanting fruits, but the boy student pushed Momo down and put his face against his chest, making him invisible.

Syndicate felt a little sorry for it, but was surprised to see the boy student cut it off after enjoying Momo's melon in his mouth.

"... heh"

Syndicate looked at it with interest, in a different way than earlier.

(... If you're a carnivore, you do start eating from the gut, don't you? from rotten, nutritious guts)

Momo's tummy is still intact.

(From chest to heart...... do you want to eat from a place like that with ribs? Then there's nothing. It's from the abdomen. It's also possible that zombies are different...)

"... If you look closely, it's Tamura."

Syndicate looked familiar to a boy student who was devouring a momo.

Katsushi Tamura. A classmate of Syndicate.

"You publicly said you liked big tits. Mr. Arako, Mr. Tide Flowers, and Mr. Shellfish is the type."

Such a guy is eating Momo's big tits looking delicious.

"To some extent, are you conscious as a human?

Such a reflection sprang up in Syndicate all the time.

"... no, that's something different. Consciousness... Desire?

Syndicate doesn't have a bad school score, but is not retarded.

Rather, he's the type who performs quite well in his area of expertise.

"... up"

After all, Momo, who was devoured by the Massal, stood up flat.

My eyes are lying, and there is no bleeding from my elbow and left chest.

As for time, is it like fifteen minutes when they start eating?

Momo and Masal walked out somewhere with the flirtatious.

(Infected? That's a common pattern. Considering the amount of blood in the school garden, assuming half is already dead...)

Syndicate looks at the school gate.

Running students and attacking students were intruding and confused. I just tried to get out of school now, and it would be over there eating me.

Syndicate sees her own black smartphone.

I'll try contacting Kotalou on the chat app, but I haven't heard back.

I can't even connect the phone.

This is the situation.

It would be natural.

"I wonder if Cage Castle will come soon."

Syndicate thinks about what she needs.

(First, water, food, a place where you can ensure safety, a charger. And weapons)

Syndicate rushed out toward her classroom.

(Don't choose difficulties. Avoid pain. Find 'Easy'. Choose Easy. Proceed with "Easy" and "Easy". That's the trick. It's a trick to live)

The words Syndicate's father has told him every time something happens.

(This situation. The best 'easy' is......)

Syndicate opens the classroom door.

Here, there's Easy.

But there were people there.

They're both sitting on the floor.

It's Syndicate's classmates Sae Yamaguchi and Mika Kawakami.

"... Yamaguchi?

One of them. Sae is the moment he sees Syndicate.

He was staring hard at Syndicate.