Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

I turn a double sword or other weapon into an item box.

Syndicate thinks it's good to have rare whales every ten times.

Because we can compartmentalize.

(Well, and. Let's do something about this clothing stain next time)

"'Leesai'"

Syndicate tried to cast the repair magic she had just obtained into her uniform.

Blood fell and returned to its original uniform.

But the body stain hasn't fallen off.

(... you want a shower)

Showers are accomodations and indoor swimming pools made in the school.

The rest is installed in a joint women's dressing room on the fourth floor.

Women's dressing room.

(Women's dressing room... women's dressing room...)

To this mysterious word, Syndicate elevates his chest.

but for one thing, there were a few new towels in the dressing room at the cafe so I wet them with water and wiped my body.

Syndicate, who has cleaned his body somewhat, decides to make lunch.

First, thaw the frozen pasta in a pan.

While boiling the goose and frozen pasta, Syndicate is reminiscent.

I was just going to end up putting meat sauce on frozen pasta like this, but I'm the only one here right now.

The ruler is himself.

In other words, can you top the meat sauce with a wiener, sprinkle with cheese and tonkatsu, or make the pasta of your dreams all you want freely?

Syndicate colors the refrigerator and puts the wiener in the pan.

I also found a ton of cutlets, but they were frozen. And they weren't fried yet.

For now, it's winner in meat sauce pasta.

Thaw the pasta, cut the water and serve on a plate.

It's done with the warmed meat sauce on top and the winner.

Cooking that wouldn't be served in a regular cafe.

(Do it. Tension up!)

"Here you go!

Syndicate devoured her dream pasta.

For dessert after a meal, add three cakes (usually 500 yen for each cake if purchased), ice cream, and flatten with pepper.

(I ate too much...... a little bad for you? But you're kind of free. I don't think it's a good thing...... even free)

Good would ultimately be moderation. It would be self-sacrifice.

Restrict what you eat and put up with desires.

If he was slapped on the cheek, he would give the opposite cheek, and if there was a hungry beast, he would feed his own body.

That's good.

If moderation or self-sacrifice is good, freedom is still probably evil if you stick around doing just what you want to do.

(Nothing. I'm not going to be a good guy. Well, I'm not even going to be a bad guy. But this is what happened to the world. It's 'fun' to be free to do what you want)

Syndicate, as it were, lies on the sofa seat between the walls.

I just got my level up, but my body is still heavy.

It's still going to take a while until I get used to it.

(For now... be free... let's go to bed first... that's 'fun')

I thought so, and Syndicate fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already evening.

If you look out the window, the city is red.

Smoke is rising from all over the city.

Syndicate checked her black smartphone.

There are radio waves, but no new incoming calls, etc.

I'll call my parents.

Looks like the line is still crowded.

(... Sounds like you should give up)

Talking about this hand, I often talk about looking for parents and friends to get out of a safe place, but I don't have a story that turned out good.

I mean, I have had to find myself in this situation, but once I create a safety zone and move from there, I'm pretty brave.

(... or you're a pain in the ass. I guess it's 'easier' to expand your scope of action......)

In the first place, Syndicate doesn't know where her parents are right now.

Because both parents work together, they will be somewhere in the heart of the city where the company is located, but they don't know exactly where it is.

There would be less chance of you being home.

It takes an hour to get to my parents' place of work by train.

It's hard to even think of public transport moving and I don't think I can walk home very well.

(... No, can you go home? But why don't you walk in a town full of these monsters on boulders, even those two)

and Syndicate thinks about her parents for a while.

"Well, okay. In the meantime, do you want to reduce the number of dead ghosts in the hallway while it's still bright? Be free to walk around school while it's 'easy'"

Syndicate wakes up her body.

I still have the slothfulness, but not so much that I can't move.

The level went up earlier, so the status shouldn't be any different from when you first defeated the Dead Ghost.

With the knife undone in "Leesai," Syndicate heads to the exit of the cafe.

(... Should I put out the double sword I'm putting in the item box? But that weapon would be cooler to use critically, wouldn't it? like this, when a mighty enemy that I can't defeat shows up... and it's a pain in the ass to get something out)

What a thought. Syndicate puts her hand on the door.

(Well, if you're not alarmed, you'll be fine. Anyway, they don't bite. Slowly reduce the number of dead ghosts with that in your goal...)

With that in mind, Syndicate opened the door.

…………

Right in front of me, there was a dead ghost.

She looks like a serious girl student wearing red edged glasses.

"Haaaaaaaaaa!

"Whoa!?

To the sudden encount, a syndicate that delays the reaction.

A female glasses student hits Syndicate's shoulder.

"Say, yeah, yeah!?

A female student's canine teeth tear the flesh off Syndicate's shoulder and rupture her blood vessels.

Syndicate, whose goal has just been broken, rolls into the cafe to pull away female students for now.

but the female student goes inside the cafe with the syndicate, holding onto the syndicate.

"No... let go!!

Getting in shape, Syndicate pushes female students away as much as she wants.

Syndicate looks at the female student as she holds down her bloody shoulder.

Take a good look.

(... cute. Cute enough to be concerned and unable to read books if you're in some library or something)

The female students were in the strike zone of Syndicate too much.

(I might prefer it to that girl in yore light green pants. No, but those yore light green pants had a high point inside, right? Do you have a higher overall point for a girl in yore light green pants who feels a little greasy than those glasses girls if you pair them with yore light green pants? But if this girl's pants... leave that story alone!

Leave that story alone.

Either way, these glasses female students are pretty cute.

Killing such a female student is still not possible for Syndicate.

I'm not even beautiful enough to think it's okay to be killed.

Or beautiful, but monstrous, but I don't want to be killed.

"... at least if you make your pants look embarrassed while turning your skirt..."

One arm or so, I might feed you...... Syndicate thought so.

Then I heard the pastries and cloth rubbing.

"What... oh..."

Syndicate couldn't get the word out.

A female student with glasses is taking off the gymnastics clothes she wore under her skirt and lifting the mysterious curtain with both hands.

Plus, nagging.

Because of the state of the Dead Ghost, I can't see any change in the color of my face, but my voice was leaking out of my mouth.

It's as if you're ashamed to be seen in its contents.

Incidentally, the divinely upside-down Fuji spread behind its mysterious cloth was a passionate red, unlike a seriously impressed female student.

Its glossy mountain range, decorated with lace, is, in a sense, the righteous eroticism.

Syndicate, who looked away at the hidden Libido, on the inside of a serious female student, unconsciously held both hands together.

Syndicate thanked all the things that created this miraculous sight.

"... and if you don't recover, I'll die"

Syndicate rushes to buy and take antidotes and restoratives.

The unique smell and bitterness like Chinese spreads in my mouth, but Syndicate's injury healed fine.

I also fixed my uniform with "Lee Sai".

"So, what do I do with this?"

Syndicate sees a deathly haunted female student still turning her skirt.

"I was confirming in the death-dead cockroach earlier that I could manipulate a death-dead ghost... but when the other person is human, it's not the same story."

Syndicate exhales and shakes her head wide once her nose swells wide.

It's as if you're worried about the world.

"But if you're a regular boy here, you're gonna flirt with a girl or something, but I'm not"

Syndicate scratched up her hair.

Black bumpy hair jumps back just a little bit.

"Indeed, there are only two young, energetic boys high school students and a handsome girl student, in a secluded room with no one. Moreover, female students cannot move. I see. Certainly, this situation will have a more treacherous connotation"

"But"

Syndicate grips her fist hard.

"I didn't live in the game. I have not exorcised many dead ghosts in a world that has changed. I don't have the weak spirit to easily get caught up in such a caretaker Eros."

Syndicate's eyes were shining powerfully.

There is no such thing as weakness, just pure will dwelling there.

Syndicate sees, with those powerful eyes, a female student who has become a dead ghost.

My eyes were glittering already.

"... Speaking of which, what are the causes of these people's deaths? You don't have any obvious trauma... check it out."

Syndicate ordering glasses women dead ghosts to take off their clothes.

The bra is also fan-shaped red with the shorts.

Syndicate sees every inch of a female student's body in underwear.

Look at it.

Syndicate found a small red hole in her left chest,

"I don't know...... what's the cause?

and twinkled, eagerly, carefully examined the female student's body, from the giraffe and noose to the armpit, thighs, and soles of her feet.

That's not all.

Kun and I also smelled the smell behind the girls students' ears.

It smelled sweet and tender.

All of this is necessary information gathering to survive, and it is never easy.

Syndicate was convinced that there was no mistake in her actions.

He's out of his nose, wipes up the rising red blood flow, and Syndicate snaps.

"... I don't know what the cause is... this needs to bring other girls students too!!!

The little hole in the left chest of the female student with glasses is blind, and Syndicate leaves the cafe.

What is in Syndicate's mind is the investigation of the cause of the death of the traumatic undead.

Syndicate, with her noble heart, turned to the dead ghost who was in the hallway.