Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

Even though it's night, even though it's dark, it's full of brilliant light.

That, to the mysterious sight, one male teaching was, just, touched.

The person who is creating that emotion, Mao, is talking to Hanzo.

"... you, what is that?

To Hanzo's question, Mao smiles back.

"If there's a dragon, there's something to take it down. That's all."

With that said, Mao walks toward the black dragon.

"Oh, hey! What are you gonna do!

"That dragon opponent, I will. You guys, I'd like some grubby fish around."

Hanzo, saying so, tried to stop Mao walking to the dragon, but stopped.

Because Mao was smiling.

Smiling, dangerously, I have no inclination to stop anyone going for the dragon.

Besides, Hanzo's top priority is not to stop Mao.

It's about ensuring Rona's safety.

"... hey, get ready to take off. If he gets hit, fly right away."

Hanzo tells Hiroi.

If Mao can really beat the dragon, fine.

If they kill you...

Hanzo sees the students watching Mao all at once.

What is in their eyes is expectation.

Hope.

(... If you can, I want you to knock me down. The young guy dies because, old man, I don't want to see it as much as possible)

Knock me down would also increase my men's chances of survival.

Hanzo, without much anticipation, moves to follow Rona.

To get to the dining room where Rona is, in the gap where Shining Mao is attracting everyone's, monstrous, dragon attention.

(Shellfish, shellfish, shellfish, shellfish, shellfish, shellfish!

Jing Sheng shouted when he saw Mao walking brilliantly.

In my heart.

At the same time, I am reminded of the figure of the girls students, whom he has ever had a relationship with.

Shisei liked a sober girl.

I liked pure virgins.

Students who loved love, friendship as friends, and made mistakes thought that they needed to be clean, clean women, just like themselves, who embodied their ideals as such, righteous by justice.

Therefore, students became related to their students about their teaching profession.

Still, nothing stained, pure, beautiful girls.

That's what I deserve.

He has been socializing with such girls, with virgins and many others.

But they couldn't.

Indeed, when they became related to him, the girls were pure virgins.

She was a clean maiden.

But the girls who graduated from school and flew into society, such as colleges, universities, and jobs, were polite and how to keep up with older people.

And he learned and grew up with social common sense and such.

As a person.

However, he decided that his growth had been tarnished.

What? What's that thick makeup?

What? Any verbal use trying to read that person's feelings?

What? What's the sweet sweetness behind that calculation?

What? What do you mean, take responsibility?

Dirty.

Is this a scumbag, too?

That's how he cut off the girls he's ever had a relationship with.

Noble, just, unworthy of a sober self, he said.

Before such a pupil, the ideal had appeared.

I haven't changed anything, I'm still born, beautiful, clear black hair.

Standing to be seen.

Sounds to my heart, my voice.

Above all, a gentle, harsh, beautiful heart for everyone.

Shisei was convinced that Mao was the one who should stand beside him.

My, love, bond, friendship and justice, by walking with Mao, is complete.

In this strangely changed world, he and Mao decided that it was Adam and Eve.

I've heard Mao has a boyfriend he's dating, but he's fine.

Mao always chooses himself.

Because I'm supposed to be Mao's ideal.

Mao, just one, stands in front of the black dragon.

"Oh, chairman. Whoa, whoa."

"Come on. Yeah!

"Don't lose. Yeah!

Students cheering for Mao.

He squeezes his voice, squeezes his feelings, and prays for Mao's victory.

The sight now being played out in front of the students was just a legend.

A Virgin with a clean holy sword, cheered by a powerless people and standing before a vicious, ferocious black dragon.

Brave man.

Yes, this is a battle between the righteous brave and the evil dragon that protects the weak.

If Mao is a brave man, is he the righteous king who found it?

Jing Sheng laughs.

A confrontation between justice and evil.

Then there's no way justice can be lost.

Evil will only perish at any time.

Winning is justice (self).

A black dragon waves its sickle-like right arm of death.

Mao received the blade with a brilliant holy sword.

The Sickle of Death and the Holy Sword scrape each other's blades as they make high-pitched metal noises.

The immense monster that exceeds three meters and the impending of the girl are established.

Even then, it's a miracle.

The sight of the miracle increases the expectations and tensions of students and students.

Mao exorcises me. Five days ago, I terrorized everyone, you know, dragons.

Um, Reaper.

The devil.

The demon king.

"No, no, no, no, no!

"Do it, yeah, yeah, yeah!

The cheering voices of the students grow ever louder.

That's when Mao laughed.

"Holy Demon King Sword Lunos"

The sword that Mao, other than Gacha, obtained in a certain way, exists only one wave in the world.

Ability.

Transform favorable feelings towards the user into the power of the user.

Let the king transform the power of the people who support him into power.

It is the perfect weapon for Mao, who brings love and guidance to people.

Love is not for people.

Until now, the love Mao has poured on everyone comes back at this time.

Mao turned the students' voices, their hopes, their expectations into power.

The glow of the Holy Sword increases, and the light also emanates from Mao himself.

The power of overwhelming light.

Hanzo, who was overtaking Mao towards the school building while the dragon was distracted by Mao, also stops by accident.

The pressure of holy light, which every human being who was on this occasion is likely to break his knee.

One girl is letting it go.

"Haaaaaa!"

Mao put everyone's light on the blade.

Mao's holy sword gradually pushes back the sickle of the dragon.

At that time.

The light, it goes out.

Because they cut it.

Mao's torso.

On the side.

Plenty, mutilated.

It was a simple story.

Mao was taking the sickle on the right arm of the dragon with his sword.

So the dragon is of the sickle Mao was receiving, the sickle on the other side.

With a sickle on his left arm, he tore Mao apart.

The light goes out and darkness returns to the school yard.

The dragon's tough tail bounces off Mao's upper body as he drops his built-in onto the ground with a stunned face.

Blown Mao's body makes a muddy stiffening noise with Becha and falls.

"... Huh?

I wasn't sure what happened.

But I see things that have fallen nearby, and I also understand Tatsuo.

That's the face.

Virgin's, brave's, just, loving, ideal, mao's, face.

Head.

Mao's face, which remained stunned, was dirty with dirt on the ground.

"Ugh... wow, wow, wow"

Along with the screams of the living, the students who were cheering on Mao also scream, surprise, confusion and despair.

Discipline was hazy.

"Fly!"

Hanzo, who was headed to Rona's place, uses a radio the moment he sees Mao's death and gives instructions to the well where he was in the helicopter's driver's seat.

In the end, Mao was killed.

Hanzo didn't know what Mao wanted to do.

Were you even trying to show off your great sword and increase your charisma?

Wouldn't it be pointless if I died?

Or, really, did you have a chance?

I don't know, and there's no way to tell.

There's no point in thinking about a dead person.

Hanzo, look forward.

Behind Hanzo, as expected, Mao's death panicked the school yard.

The helicopter left the ground, leaving the students who tried to ride the helicopter in confusion.

If I hadn't flown now, the chopper would have missed the time to take off.

Already, the school yard is surrounded by geeks and goblins.

From then on, Hanzo's five men will fight for their lives to protect the students from the dragon.

Hanzo goes for the dining room, proud of his men like that.

To Rona, to fulfill her mission.

Hanzo contacts Ellie wirelessly.

Can't connect.

Maybe something happened to Ellie, too.

A horde of monsters also appeared before Hanzo's eyes.

Some of the students have gotten cocky.

Hanzo puts up a gun.

Bullets are live ammunition.

I can't even afford a net or anything like that.

Hanzo ran to the group of monsters hoping that Rona had not joined these monsters.