Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

"Hmm?"

I was coming to the town library to do some reading.

I'm a sophomore at Iwatani. Somewhat more than people, I have a sense of being a nerd.

I met anime, geek culture in various games, and then that's what I live more seriously than studying.

My parents see me like that early enough and send my brother to a famous school to solidify the future.

My brother, who cared so much that it didn't hurt to put it in his eyes like that, was tired of taking exams, deteriorating, dyeing his hair into blonde hair, and complaining abusive gossip at home. At one point our house got dark too.

The Savior who showed up there was me!

Always tongue-in-cheek and casually talk to his ill looking brother, recommending a famous beautiful girl romance game.

"Oh!? No way!"

"Well, think you've been fooled and play."

I know. Give me the real reason my brother went bad.

I grew up free to buy whatever I wanted, because my brother had to study.

My brother later tells me that he was also interested when he heard about the game I recommended by such a play specialist.

In terms of results alone, there was another one more geek in the world.

Now my brother's room is occupied with the goodies of my recommended beautiful girl romance game.

Moreover, regrettably, my brother, who was mentally freed from exam fatigue, passed the prestigious entrance school and seems to be in the middle of running through the top streets.

This great work of mine has led my parents to spoil me more and more, and I enjoy my free college life.

By the way, it's me when I say no to the Iwatani family.

Well, the story went out of line, but that day, I was coming to the town library to read.

My parents will give me 10,000 yen in monthly military funds. It's an amount that quickly goes away when friends are turning comics around to erotic books, erotic books, and light novels.

I work part-time and fund about 50,000 yen, but when I participate in summer, winter, and other local festivals, it also immediately bottoms out.

For the brother of the Creek beggar, my parents have provided me with a place to stay only during the event and only near the festival...

Well, you don't invest that much because you have a life. Tuition and provision of clothing and accommodation are sufficient.

So to save money, when I miss my nostalgia, I read in an old bookstore or in a library.

If you're free, you can also play online games, but Arre wastes endless time when it comes to extremes.

In the first place, I'm the type of person who plays with shallow and broad knowledge.

I'm more obsessed with how to make money in the game than I am with going for level kanst. I still am in the middle of selling rare items in an outdoor store in an online game.

For that reason, I have no time for admiration in real life.

So.

The incident occurred after this.

I was looking in the corner dealing with old fantasies.

The history of fantasy is old enough to be comparable to the history of mankind. Even the Bible is a fantasy novel if stuck.

"The Four Holy Weapons Book?

Something old, even titles hard to read, fell off the bookshelf.

Perhaps the guy who took my hand before walked away without having to put it back on the shelf.

Well, this is on the edge of something, too.

I lean back on my chair and open the Four Holy Weapons Book to read.

Pera...... Pera......

I'm talking about going in from a worldview.

In summary, a prophecy of the end was made in certain other worlds.

The end of it is that the multiplicity of waves of catastrophe will soon destroy the world.

To escape the calamity, people called brave men from different worlds to beg for help or something.

...... hmm. It is a used story, but there may have been no problem when it became this old smelly book.

And each of the four brave men summoned possessed a weapon.

Swords, spears, bows, and shields.

No - shields wouldn't be weapons in the first place, they'd be protective equipment.

and so on and laughing bitterly and watching.

The brave men travel to build strength, hone themselves, and prepare themselves for the waves of disaster.

"Whew..."

Shit, I'm getting sleepy.

Sleepy past the royal road. It doesn't come out because it's old or cute heroine at all.

Precisely, about a princess, but when all four of them have brave men, they stink of bitches and get frustrated.

The princess, use her eyes on every brave man, and leave her alone.

Great sword braves, companion spear braves.

Bow braves are exorcising kings of bad countries like Robin Foot...

The story shifted to the brave man of the shield.

"Is that it?"

I scrolled the page and I raised my voice unexpectedly.

The front was white from the page talking about the brave shield.

No matter how many times you review it, it's white, and there's no way to go.

"What the fuck?

That's the last time I squealed, my consciousness went sooo far...

No way, I never dreamed of going to another world with this.