The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

"Why are you here?" We would have talked about a definite death sentence! Even if it wasn't, it would have been around the time when prisoners were digging in jail by now!

Nakano screams at you as you spit.

That appearance, every word of it, becomes a precaution for the black emotions in Satoru.

These three did not imitate violence directly against Satoru.

Probably because it wasn't originally of that type.

But instead, Satoru grinned with a unique rhetoric that exchanged their peculiar geek knowledge so that Satoru could hear it.

"I wish I had just broken and died because I'm an intercepted zag - oh yeah - Lu - beating up more around here would make me look so zag oh yeah and not even here"

"In the Warring States era, I would only be hungry. Isn't that funny, Lord Kaishima, the stump game? There's a cutter here that looks just fine. '

'... that the artist died from eating cockroaches. Mr. Skyfly, it might be interesting to let me try it...'

These three certainly didn't get their hands on Satoru directly. But because of the idea presented by these three men to the land, sea and air, Satoru was beaten until he was blurred, and his belly was cut with a cutter, and finally the cockroach was swallowed whole.

Satoru has not forgotten the humiliation at this time.

"Oh, sure, I was almost sentenced to death, and I almost died miserably. But if there's a god to throw it away, I'll pick it up. There's a goddamn demon. I came all the way down here to avenge you guys."

Hold your mouth down with your hands and try to sneak a laugh.

And - do it, at that moment when I whined a word, a pitch-black knight fleshed to the Great Palace, sticking a blade up its big ass.

"No, no, no, no, no! Yes! Hey, hey, hey! Nozono, Nozono, Nozono, Nozono."

The giant Omiya reached out in a crawling position on all fours and pleaded with the two of his companions.

At that time, however, the two of them had distanced themselves from the Great Palace and had arranged to explore Satoru's trends.

"What? You abandon your people? Those are the cold ones. But this idiot, he's the one who took the trouble to take his armor off himself."

Satoru looked at the Black Knight as he continued to poke his blade at the Great Palace with a grin that scoffed at Niyanya.

The prominent part below from the waist of the Great Palace changes into a messy ground beef with the blade of the Black Knight.

"Hmm, how much is this gram? No, there's no way you can afford such a bad mince."

Put your finger on your chin and whine about it. At the end of that gaze was the appearance of an already expired Omiya.

"... that knight, the power of Satoru?

"Mmm! I'm busy with powers similar to those of the awkward!

As the two speak from a position about a few meters away, Satoru loosely reorients his body.

"Come on, next up is Temehe et al."

Eyes wide open, those eyes are terribly cold. It's as if you don't have emotions.

"... too well - wind surgery ceremony gate six air hammer"

Quietly spinning and chanting, released is the magic of the wind.

The moment - a compressed wind fist bone pours over Satoru's head.

It's a locally squashing blow. The fist pressed the ground and the crater was ready.

But just before Satoru took his fist, Satoru jumped back a lot, and let him do the blow.

"... ba-ka-"

The moment the autumn leaves squirmed, zeroing the creepy grin of a nigga.

A large black crowd approaches Satoru with legs on the ground.

"Nah!?"

"Stupid! I didn't know you were gonna be neglecting your back when you got on track.

"... my true title, wormworker"

And then he hoisted the corner of his mouth, and Autumn Leaf said.

Autumn leaves were also insect-loving geeks at the time.

That hobby may have influenced the title since I came here to the other world.

"The ant served by Lord Akiba is a ferocious partner who eats up so much that even Auga doesn't even leave a bone in an instant. Well, for a fool, it looks like a good death."

Nakano, who speaks to his mastery and shows him how to fix glasses.

Autumn leaves are also expressions as if they were convinced of the victory, humming their noses.

- Hyun!

But when they were completely alarmed by what killed Satoru, one shadow passed beside the autumn leaves - one arm waiting for the universe.

"... Huh? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Autumn leaves that hold the base of the shoulder and scream.

But something further passed his face like that, crushing both his eyes.

"Ajiyyyy! Eyes! Eyes! Eyes!

Nakano opened his eyes and was stunned by the appearance.

"You idiot, I'm gonna fuck with you guys like that."

And looking down at the autumn leaves is the figure of a winged sattle on his back.

But apart from that, you can also see Satoru, who should be eaten by ants.

"Oh, no! I don't know what you mean!

"Oh, is that it? Hey, that's enough, Doppeljerry, you can eat your prey."

When Satoru spoke that way, Satoru looked like a gel-shaped demon who showed his identity and instantly swallowed up the ants that were swarming all over his body.

"Surprised? You're so defenseless, you're imitating me as the food of Temehe and the others on purpose. I know what you're capable of."

"!? Or were you waiting for an appraisal! No, but it's..."

"Are you trying to tell me that I was trying not to see it in a cover-up? I'm sorry, but that doesn't work for me. Of course, we know that Temé has a doll title."

That's how I hoisted the nibble and the corner of my mouth.

By the way, the wings Satoru is wearing on his back were also still sealed in the Book of the Devil, Devil Flyer in eighth place in the Book of the Devil.

I knew it would take two days to catch up with these three in any case with stories from those crumb adventurers.

But there's no way I can spend that amount of time. In that regard, wearing this demon and flying through the sky can lead to a considerable reduction in time.

And finally, the flying film of this devil fryer is sharp as guillotine, and it is even more elastic as rubber.

There is no such thing as flying a weak, root-dark bug's autumn leaf arm and crushing his eyes.

"Gum, gum! Did you plot it?

Satoru narrows his eyes as an easy speaker like this trilogy play.

It was easy to imagine that the samurai armor pulling out a Japanese knife in the front and setting up was entirely this man's hobby.

"But it's impossible to succumb to this awkward samurai armor! The supreme war doll that has been processed and created with the best materials at the hands of the best craftsmen! That is the samurai maru! There's no way you can win with something like that western armor failure!

"... then why don't you give it a try?

Satoru sneezed his jaw and summoned the demon under him.

As a distance, take about seven or eight steps and confront the Martial Maru of Nakano.

"Come on! I'll show you your power!

When Nakano screamed from behind the armored warrior, something like eyes behind its helmet glowed red.

You're in custody where I don't care, and Satoru laughs bitterly.

The knife of the martial arts circle was swept away without a care for this distance.

Then the slaughter fluctuates and thrusts towards the pitch-black armor.

"I don't know! This is the slashing wave of the martial arts!

"Ahhh."

Speak out without interest. Then the pitch-black armor waved its sword in the same way, skipping and offsetting the slaughter.

"Nah!?, martial arts moves, come on, you're not a pussy!

"I'd like to get a little carried away with this kind of move."

Muggle! and leak a regrettable voice, while the samurai maru skips slaughter in a row, but they are all offset by the hand of armor.

"Ugh, then I'll keep it! It's a cross slaughter!

Nakano apparently hid the secret, and Martial Maru quickly crosses the blade to the cross to match his voice.

Then the slaughter overlapped, and as its name implied, the cross patterned slaughter broke through the slaughter of the lacquered black armor and landed on the armor.

"I don't know what it's like. - Whoa! This is the true power of the martial arts! Such fragile western armor, in front of a samurai soulful samurai circle, is nothing short of fear!

"Oh, I see."

At that moment Satoru shrugged, the pitch black fleshed to the martial arts circle.

I thought I'd shake up that blade and break the samurai round to the base of a machete.