Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

"What, you want to know about one article?

The next day, during school holidays, I was poking my face at Mogi.

"You know, you didn't treat Garge's handy supporting character about me?

"Yeah, when you talk, it tells you how much a girl likes you."

"Because there's no such handy guy in the world, is there? Well, I'll tell you what."

"You're telling me!

"When I say one article, I have a bad story. You know, from that face of yours, you're gone."

Apparently, Mogi already knows about a single bully.

"Well, that's one thing."

Mogi turns a frigid notebook that says Maru's secret notebook.

"Today Mal secretly you..."

"Er, Ichi Kurono, 17 years old, his grades keep him neither high nor low inside, and he is famous for always carrying mobile games. I tend to think of myself as a game junkie, but for that I have good motor nerves and have done quite a bit when it comes to personal competitions such as marathons and swimming. However, when it comes to team competitions, it doesn't work as soon as possible, and I sit still in the basic corner. The constant carrying of the game makes me suspect a communal handicap like you, but in fact I have a hard time intentionally pointing my gaze at non-human beings in order to hide the sight"

"Are you still having trouble communicating like you are now?

"The family pattern looks pretty rich, I don't know because my parents haven't looked into it, but some students have witnessed me using magic cards that come out with a lot of money that isn't what students have. Bad eyesight is like a complex from childhood, it's like I've been struggling a lot"

"I see..."

"He's 171 tall and a big one among women, and the three sizes are hard to tell from the top of his clothes, but he's in a shape everyone would envy at 96, 59, 90..."

"Seriously, some of them are going to buy such exact numbers!

"You can tell me three sizes of Garge's supporting characters, right?

"Some of them do! It's scary from a girl who tells me it's three sizes."

"I don't want to do flashy things and look bad because I personally get unwanted bluffs, but I have a verse where I deliberately drop grades because I stand out for my good character and style."

"Is that the kind of target you'd be targeting just for normal eyes?

"You're not blind to the cause. Women are merciful to those who are less fortunate than themselves, but forgive those who are blessed."

"Neither dreams nor hopes. But it's a silver group, isn't it? Silver is probably the boss of the most flashy group in this school year, and you know what?

"If you suck, it will be a battle between groups, and the Silver Group has, no matter what, brilliant eyebrows, top-grade real cheat humans, geniuses. You may think you can get your hands on it, but the presence of heaven and earth accelerates the jealousy of women."

"With Doyuko?

"A group basically gathers at the same level to form a colony. There are some unfortunate things about the nose and front teeth, but I can play sports there, and I'm not retarded. Heaven and earth are natural, silver is silly, but tasteful and highly communicative. Most importantly, the visuals are unplugged. But look at the piece, as I said earlier, it's pretty high level clumped together except for eye-catching, but the fur color is completely different. If we were to compare, there was one sporting handsome guy in the nerd group."

"Don't float."

"You think it's crazy. Why are you in that group? and"

Don't be.

"Heaven and earth are popular with women, and sometimes people can talk to you just because you're in that group, even if one is unintentional. This is what a jealousy crazy girl thinks. What, why you? and"

"You can't help it if you're as cute as a strip."

"Yes, yes, oops."

I tried to explain the cuteness of the article, but Mogi responded by saying, "Yes, it was my fault," as if it was a pain in the ass.

"I mean, that's what flashy girls like silver think."

"Damn, I want to be in the Heavenly Silver Group, but I can't. That's how you earn Hate from these girls."

"But if I told silver or heaven and earth that a single article was being bullied, wouldn't that make a lot of noise?

"I guess that will happen. If one goes out of mouth."

"If you speak out..."

Even if he did suffer a shady bully, he wouldn't be known to the silvers if one didn't talk about it.

"Assuming you've been bullied, it would only be a third party opinion to tell your teachers and friends."

"Why can't I tell you?"

"Or are you simply ashamed to say you're being bullied? Don't you like it, too? If you were bullied and I came to you to help you, and you told me not to bully a weak, bushy calf,"

"Do you have that buzz? Well, I don't like that, it's a pride rattle."

"You know, especially if you find out about silver or something bullying, you'll make a fuss at a frenzied level. I don't know why he's surrounded."

"Indeed."

"Women are pricier than men. If you lose, you care about makeup, fashion, your boyfriend."

"You're no longer Ninja. So he's got a reverse grudge and he's got a star on him?

"I know he's gonna do it, but I'm not looking into that much either."

"No, look it up so far and say it often"

"Don't you know Sister Zamas better than I do? Maybe he's more intelligent."

"It's worse than you."

I'm not an ultra mom who's bickering with other girls, I'm getting closer to Sister Zamas.

You can say I'm the only girl you can talk to without nervousness.

"Ah, sister Zamas, do you have a minute?

"Oh, Kaji, what is it? Something I'd like to ask your sister. But, ah... is that it?

Wow, let's see.

Sister Zamas shines her glasses as she waves her index finger to the left and right.

I think it's quite a talent to talk in three seconds.

"I need to ask you something."

"72, 64, 81."

What, this number?

"My Three Sizes"

Uh-oh, unpleasant information has been input into my head.

"No, I'm not."

"Cherry Garden Sho"

"Hey, what's that?

"Huh, my wanting to get married entertainer"

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Sister Zamas' entertainer I want to marry or whatever from the bottom of my heart!

"No, you're not, sister Zamas!

"Kaji Yongsaki"

"Hey, what?

"Huh, I've been wondering about my classmates lately"

All right, let's run!!

I withdrew from Sister Zamas at first sight.

"So, you, Sister Zamas, gave me information?

"Murim, mummy, mummy, mummy"

"Why are you being traumatized?

Shh. Shih. Something about my pants before this. And Mogi goes to Sister Zamas.

We talked for a while and came back.

"As for one article, it would be rude to say that Sister Zamas is a subordinate organization of silver, but there is a flashy group similar to silver called Hiroko Yamada and a Kawajima Misa in the silver group, but it seems that these guys are connected, and Yamada is eager to join the silver group, and Kawajima wants to manage to include Yamada in the silver group"

"So Yamada and Kawajima are joining forces to kick one out of the group?"

"Well, it's just that they're the most suspicious, and I haven't been able to take them back."

"Isn't it good enough to add one more group?

"Looks like Kawajima once said they wanted Yamada in the group, but that's when they said it was damaged because there are so many people in silver"

"So, that's a bad idea."

"As I said earlier, that's just what we had to talk about, because the guy who's bullying one might be a completely different guy"

"I know, I'm not gonna do anything until I can back it up."

When the story with Mogi comes to a paragraph, the Hundred Eyebrows approach.

"Did you find out about the last time, Kaji?

"Oh, I'm sorry, Hundred Eyed. I forgot to tell you."

I talk about the fantasy shift Grandpa Ero told me about.

"I see, that app... I'll look for us a little too"

The Hundred Eyebrows tease their smartphones and say, "Wow, there it is," he faces like a heroine who realizes he has a curse on himself too in a horror movie.

"Careful, the moment you activate, your memory will push over and you're about to crack your head"

"Come on, don't be afraid."

The Hundred Eyebrows grabbed my uniform.

"Um, I don't care, why are you guys so close?

"Look, if you think it sucks, cut it right off."

"Ugh, yeah."

Continue the conversation in total disregard of Mogi's question.

The Hundred Eyebrows tapped the Fantasy Shift icon and the exact same thing was happening to me yesterday.

He shakes his head loudly, losing his gaze and desperately enduring headaches.

"Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Stop it already!

When I took the smartphone from the Hundred Eyewitness, the Hundred Eyewitness slowly regained it.

"Did you remember anything?

"Yeah, I get it. But not here. I could see a lot of scenery somewhere... I could see other people, but I was reminded..."

"That's exactly the same. Now, I'm pretty sure there's something in common between me and the Hundreds."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"What, what do we have in common? Hey, let me be one of you, Kaji."

Explain that Grandpa told me to stop bullying you this time, ignoring the downhearted rounded tree.

"Oh, yeah. That's what happened to Jo..."

"Never tell anyone about this."

"Yeah, I know. I'll talk to you around. I don't have many friends..."

"Oh, thank you."

We suddenly suddenly blow ourselves to pieces.

"Oh, we're friends, we're not friends."

"Oh, oh, we're all friends, friends"

I'll try to tap you on the shoulder but is it cold...... Though I thought so, the Hundred Eyewitnesses were surprisingly happy.

"Oh, that Kaji, the number of your smartphone... tell me. Hmm?

"What?"

"Oh, uh, I reported it when I found out what it was. It doesn't mean anything weird, does it?

"Oh, oh."

"Oh, I'd like to exchange numbers, too."

"Then this"

Me and the Hundred Eyebrows went back to their seats as they finished the exchange of numbers and addresses and the ID of the communication app.

"Um, haven't you seen me?

"What? Oh, there you are, sorry"

"Hey!"

"In the meantime, I'll explore Yamada and Kawajima tomorrow. Something might come up."

"Yes, yes, like not finding out and catastrophic"

I wish I could find something that could cause bullying, or so I thought.

But it was the day after that. Hiroko Yamada was found as an unconscious weight behind a shopping street near the school.