Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"Kits......!

The hands that hold your body tremble gawdly.

I feel so tired.

Syndicate used the tablet to check his status.

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Lv4

Occupational Home Guard 1

HP 100

MP100

SP70

Muscle strength 8

Instantaneous force 9

Concentration 35.

Magic 9

Luck ten.

Skilled Kirin Child

Ultra Inner Valve Celebration

Owned P900P

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Stats are falling apart from focus.

Especially since my muscle strength has dropped by more than ten.

Perhaps the current status is slightly lower than when Syndicate's level was 1, but the ever higher status dropped sharply.

Is it the same thing that after flying high with a trampoline, you can't jump more than usual in nothing?

Or an astronaut returning from space.

Syndicate found it very difficult to move his body.

"Ugh... ku"

Syndicate manages to get up.

"It's hard to fight without getting used to it."

Syndicate sees the door behind her.

Cafe.

It's locked.

"... can I use my skills?

Syndicate sees the skills of Ultra Inner Valve Celebration.

The ability to freely manipulate the things in your room.

But what the hell is a private room?

By what standards will I use my own room, my own room?

Syndicate has a proper room for herself at home where she lives with her parents.

So is that the only place you can use the power of this ultra-internal valve celebration?

Syndicate doesn't think so.

I don't know where my room is, because it's ultimately up to me to decide.

Syndicate decides to assume that the cafe in front of this is her room.

A relaxed, fashionable cup of coffee myself.

Himself enjoying music and reading in the setting sunset.

Put your hands on the door of a café that is closed as you imagine yourself wandering in the midst of a relaxing time that seems to make you forget the hustle and noise of a busy city.

"... Won't it open, will it?"

The door of the café was frightening.

"Well, of course. In the first place, I don't have the culture to drink coffee in my room in style."

The image itself seems to have become a backstretched creator-inspired man who enjoys a very stylish cafe.

Besides, this school cafe isn't that stylish of a space.

Students are flirting, they're chattering, they're messing around.

It was also different from the way Syndicate lived in her own room.

Here, I could have imagined myself corrupted in the cafe, but I don't think Syndicate would have.

It would be strange not to be allowed in my room in the first place.

"... First, we need to get inside the cafe."

Syndicate confirms the skills sold at Ultra.

Among the skills sold, I found two that were likely to unlock the door.

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Unlock Magic 800P The magic of unlocking locked objects. The more skill he has, the more elusive things he can open.

Keeping the key. Primary 200P. Be able to unlock the simple key.

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Exactly the same content, but the former probably uses MP and the latter uses SP.

A little worried about which to acquire, Syndicate decides to acquire unlocking magic.

Sometimes I wanted to try magic, but it was huge that magic seemed like this was all I needed to do with my key skills.

There are other intermediate and advanced keys to unlock, but Syndicate could not be learned. It didn't meet the requirements.

Syndicate decides to use the unlocking magic she just acquired.

Magic seems to work if you say its magic name.

"Archie."

Light light overflows from Syndicate's palm.

There was a cachary noise through the door of the cafe.

Looks like it's unlocked.

Syndicate looked softly inside.

No one's cafe. There are no signs of demons.

I can only hear the sound of heating left on.

Syndicate felt strange.

Syndicate's known school cafe is always a noisy place full of students.

The heating was supposed to be working, but for some reason the cold, heavy air filled the cafe.

"... Well, from today on, this is my room"

Things you want to think about, you better put them in your mouth.

That just makes it easier to think that it really is.

Sit back on the chair that is placed in the middle.

Make it as easy as your own room.

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Completely, the relaxed syndicate saw a vending machine installed near the entrance.

There are two types of drinks to sell from cups and cans and pet bottles to sell.

You can buy a drink here and relax.

Of course, if you want a real cup of coffee or tea, I'll have to order it.

Think Syndicate should serve Lactobacillus beverages toward a vending machine that sells cups of beverages.

Then there was a rattling noise from inside the vending machine and the crap and ice fell off and the liquid poured out.

It moved.

Syndicate seems to have succeeded in thinking of this cafe as his room.

Next, Syndicate thinks to bring the poured juice, but the juice still in the vending machine doesn't even move.

I can make you pour juice from a distance, but I can't seem to move that juice like a mind.

I couldn't help it, Syndicate got up and went to get her own juice.

"... Whew."

At that time, I looked in the hallway and there were several dead ghosts.

The one thing in it is the girl student in those good light green pants.

For now, I'll worship you.

There were two crossings, and Syndicate had forgotten to seal off the other.

They must have come from your crossing.

"... just can't fight yet"

Syndicate decided not to look and closed the door.