Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

"... no, you're Kotalou, right? What are you talking about?

"... Huh!?

Yurina is amazed at Syndicate, who has said it without any stray.

"What are you talking about, Senior Star? This kid, he's in elementary school, no matter what, right? Senior Yamada and his eyes and hair are different colors..."

"Hey, did you find out?

"... ugh!?

When I tried to deny Syndicate's opinion, he admitted it in person.

It unfolds too quickly and Ulina solidifies.

Leave Yurina like that alone, Kotalou and Syndicate keep talking.

"Yurina was right, she had changed the color of her eyes and hair too...... how did you know?

"Why, I don't know as much as I changed the color of my hair and eyes. How many years do you think we've been dating? Just, you know, we've been together since that year, right?

Kotalou's present appearance looks about the same age as when Kotalou moved into the elementary school where Syndicate was.

As Syndicate missed that, Kotalou had a disillusioned look on his face.

"... well. Right."

"I have a lot more to ask than that... is it okay for Kotaro to bring me and Mr. Mizubashi back to life?

"Oh. Because we were both dead in the middle of the road. Resuscitation pills brought him back to life."

"Right, thanks...... WHEN!?

Saying, Syndicate tried to move her body.

I tried to bow my head to Kotalou, but with just a little movement all over my body screams.

"Fine, I don't have to. I got most of my head blown off and deathbed. The level must have dropped considerably."

Kotalou, even at that young age, had distorted his righteous face.

"... Kotalou?

"The truth is, I should have helped you before you died, at least before you killed Yurina. Sorry, I'm tormenting Syndicate because I'm late."

"No, I'm not... Well, Mr. Mizuhashi wanted your help..."

"I don't mind either. Because Senior Ming Xing is going to take proper responsibility."

Yurina gently holds Syndicate's hand.

"... hmm? What am I supposed to do with Mr. Mizuhashi?

"... hehe hehe"

"What that smile!? I'm scared!? Oh, what am I gonna do?

Kotalou laughed couscous as Syndicate sat on Yurina's smile.

"I knew it was funny, Syndicate. You've met a good boy. Yurina, you've been up by the syndicate ever since you came back, haven't you? He said he wouldn't wake up all day, but he sat in that chair all the time."

"... Huh?

When Syndicate looked at Yurina's face, Yurina was pulling her mouth together and dyeing her face bright red.

"Huh...! Oh, my..."

"... that?

"Yes, you're right. Senior Ming Xing killed me and let me see him all day! This responsibility is heavy!?

"Wow, I get it! Ouch! Ouch! Don't hold my hand so hard! Don't move! Because it still hurts my body muscles!

Yurina waves the hand of Syndicate, who was holding the boom.

The shock had inflicted quite a bit of pain on Syndicate.

Kotalou laughs again when he sees how those two are doing.

That innocent smile really only looks like elementary school.

"... by the way, what happened to that look? Why are you in elementary school..."

"Trying to surprise Syndicate"

To Syndicate's inquiry, Kotalou laughs ahahaha.

But on that face, it's not as innocent as it was earlier.

"... if you don't want me to ask, I won't force you to, but what do you do?

Kotalou's movement stops.

"... no, that's fine. This figure is just because I want to recover. It's all worn out."

Kotalou exhales like tired.

"Consumption? Recovery..."

"Kids heal injuries and stuff fast, right? I like metabolism. I was trying to recover a little faster... because I was strong."

"Were you strong?

The evil god.

Kotalou sits in the Syndicate chair where Yurina sat until earlier.

"What evil god... were you really fighting?

Syndicate recalls what Kotalou wrote in the letter when he did not show up where he had promised.

Honestly, I thought it was a joke.

"Were you really fighting? That's out-of-heart. I'm not lying to Syndicate."

The dust and cottalows smile.

"... No, quite a lot of them, huh? Shh."

Still, Syndicate stares at Kotalou, but Kotalou keeps talking with a smile on his face.

"Well, can I say that evil god and... evil god? The truth is, 'unemployed wanderer' is the right street name, but I was fighting him. In a different space I made myself."

Kotarou's skill can also produce substances and demons.

I guess we can also generate space.

"" The Jobless Wanderer "? Just the name seems weak..."

From Syndicate, Yurina, who had only heard a little bit about Kotalou, looked suspicious at the name of the evil god who was fighting more than the word different spaces, but Syndicate kept staring at Kotalou.

"How long have you been fighting?

To Syndicate's point, Kotalou moves his mouth just a little.

"Since I saw Syndicate decide to bring Mr. Evergreen back to life and act together..."

Were you watching? Syndicate swallows the word.

Because there's still talk about how long.

As for Kotalou, you were going to cut the story here, just watch the silent syndicate and start talking like you've noticed.

"How long... was I going to stop fighting just before Syndicate blew his leg off by a guy named Gaomaro?

That means Kotalou has been fighting for over a month.

In different spaces, with evil gods.

Yurina had her hands on her forehead as she thought into the larger story of the scale, but there were more wrinkles between Syndicate's brows.

"... were you watching my fight?

"No, you just couldn't afford to watch. Gaomaro just explored Yurina's story and past footage. All I knew then was that Syndicate was in danger. Because I showed up nearby."

"... alle?

"Oh. Arr. Shall I say Demon Clan? I hate it when you say that. They made our world, they're from another world. He's just like Heiso. He was within a radius of 500 meters of Syndicate."

Was there such a thing?

Syndicate thinks, but didn't realize the presence that seemed to apply.

"A golden weapon can do something about Syndicate. But I can't. They were ready, and Syndicate was full of creativity. Whatever it takes is too tight. That's why I stopped fighting."

To Kotalou's words, Syndicate narrows her eyes.

"I stopped... does that mean that the evil god that Kotalou was fighting is still alive?

Kotalou exhales from his nose once his mouth is firmly closed.

"Alive. I haven't been able to kill him."

Gilli, I heard the sound of biting my mouth off the syndicate.

"It's my fault. What a mistake, Syndicate. I'm the one who couldn't kill an unemployed old man. It's Kotaro Yamada. I haven't been fatally injured in a month. I was about to get a thousand hands on it, and I could have done just fine with Syndicate."

As I tell you, Kotalou says.

Close your eyes, look at Syndicate with her head down, and Yurina speaks to Kotalou.

"Um... So, what's going on? You couldn't kill him, could you? Is it okay if I leave you alone?

You can't kill him, but you've been fighting him for a month.

If it's just the name "unemployed wanderer," I still don't think the name evil god is harmless.

"I didn't leave you alone. I sealed it properly. It's like a classic flag to seal the evil gods and revive them later."

Bright and empty, Kotalou laughs.

Yurina, disturbed by the look on Kotalou's face, asks questions.

"By the way, what kind of stuff is that seal?

Is there any way, such as holy power?

To such Yurina's question, Kotalou answers with a raised corner of mouth.

"After generating black holes and stopping them in the different spaces I made, I left them at a slower pace than time went by. One in three billion."

"... a black hole?

"Three hundred and two billion!?

Yurina reacts to the biggest story ever, and Syndicate, who had her eyes closed.

"One second. A hundred years will pass in this time if the stalling succeeds. I don't think we're ever gonna come back to life."

Kotalou, whose mouth was raising its corner and laughing, then only his eyes had eyes that seemed to cry somewhere.

Such a snoring look indicated that it was Kotalou himself more than anyone else who thinks the word resurrecting flag.

"... what do you think I should do?

Against what?

Syndicate didn't say.

However, to the words, Kotalou closed his eyes and turned off his grin.

"The first thing to do is recover. With me."

There was no snoring in the face of the powerless Kotalou.