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

"You guys are busy toward the most powerful demons of the future! You didn't even make a big demon out of your servant!

Inki after listening to Aloga was becoming more and more arrogant and deafening to anyone.

Many of the adults and even his parents suggested that he had no talent, but Inki believed Aloga's words and did not doubt them.

As a result, it fuelled the other demons to the point of spewing out words that would make fun of them.

They all exposed their anger that Inki and the year were together, and that it was finally the limit of patience to that word and deed that kept them ridiculous but only a single goblin could be Tim.

"Come on, Inki! If this one's paying attention, he's gonna get on with it!

"That's right! You're basically only a goblin servant, and I don't know which mouth is strongest!

"Ready? Just so we're clear, we all realize you don't have the gift of a demon! I don't even realize you told me to give up the Festival next time."

"Goblins like that are determined to be miserable because they lose. That's why we're all so concerned! And yet it's the strongest hero's blood yet, I'm sick of it!

Demon Fighting Festival is a festival in which those who become fifteen years of age or older in the villages compete with each other for the demons they have raised and compete for superiority and inferiority.

This is like a ritual for demons to be recognized as adults, and the stance is that they don't have to be bound to win or lose, but still, given Inki's character, everyone in the village seemed to think that it was better for him to encourage him to resign than to lose and be unwilling to be shocked.

"Kuh! Don't be ridiculous! He's always so inferior to me! I am! Power awakens soon! That way, even the Demon Fight Festival can win at its leisure."

"You're still saying that. Come on. Admit you don't have that power."

"Ha! You guys are the ones who won't bark later. There's a good witness over here."

"Witnesses? What? Who the hell is that? Where are you?"

I was questioned unexpectedly, and that's the kind of ink that clogs my throat.

"Shit, it's just another nasty thing. There's nothing you can do about it."

"... shit. Though it will be Temehe and the others who can't help it! Peppy, Peppy, the guy who doesn't even know the difference in strength! This is why the Miscellaneous Fish Character!

"Hey, you think it's a miscellaneous fish? You're good."

"Come on!

He was a boy who clutched his fist as he stared at Inki, but suddenly rounded his eyes at the cries sandwiched between them.

And it is the same for Inki - in the position where he turned his eyes, there was the figure of a childhood friend girl.

"... come"

"Huh?"

"Come on!

The girl then took Inki's arm and pulled everyone else as a poker elsewhere into a cabin that was turning it into a villager shared storage out of the village.

"Oh, what the hell?"

I need to talk to you.

That's what they said. There was something pinning in the ink.

I can't fit in the belly bugs about those people, but I'm glad she invited me.

She has been adorable since childhood, but as she grew up, she also grew to look mature, transforming herself into undoubtedly the most beautiful girl in the village.

In other words, from ink, it's a level where I wonder if I could do it in addition to one of my heroin candidates.

And I was inflating my delusions on my own that it must also be a confession of love that brought me this far.

But...

"Inki, no more."

"Huh?"

To the words of the most popping childhood friend, the meaning is not immediately understood and becomes pocan.

"That's the way to put it... I don't care what you think about that one. It's not good ink. Besides, it's the strongest hero's blood ever, sooner or later you'll wake up... let's see the reality - I really didn't want to do this either, but Inki doesn't have the gift of a demon. If you don't admit it, Inki won't be able to..."

"That's it!

Don't listen to her words to the end, Inki screams out as much as she can power.

Then the childhood tame shoulder trembled and clogged his throat.

"Knock it off! Knock it off! Damn it! You brought me all the way to this shattered cabin to pull this hero's blood to say that, Temehe!

The leopard was a girl whose lips trembled when she sifted, but still opened her mouth to squeeze.

"Hero, don't do that yet. Hey Inki, let's wake up now."

To the voice of the fine girl, Inki felt rough - suppressed.

And, uh, exhale.

"Oh, I don't know."

So I smiled at Nicole.

"Huh? Inki?

"I got it. Yeah, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that either."

Huh? Huh? and a girl emitting with a werewolf face.

Inki then comes close to Stasta and her and starts trying to take off the dress she was wearing, I think.

"Huh? Yes, no! What are you doing, Inki?

"You're not doing anything. So here's the thing, huh? A guy named Tundre? You've been waiting for this to happen while you've been harsh on me, haven't you?

"Oh, no, no, I don't like this, I don't like this. -!

"Hmm? Oh well. Is it still lit? But you're a little loud. Hey, keep your mouth shut."

Inki orders Goblin, his only servant, to do so.

Then Goblin, as he was told, plugs the girl's mouth.

And, no matter what she does to tears, Inki strips off her dress and tries to strip her underwear - but at that moment, she got some kick, her back slammed against the walls of a gobbling and rolling shed.

"Hey, you okay? What the hell are you doing in here?

Village people saw the scene, and naturally this became a major problem for the whole village.

The rally was even held, and discussions were held on what to do with Inki in the future, and Inki returned to her house, where she was punched by her father on a lump, and cried scattered by her mother as well.

But Inki couldn't understand why he was being made a bad person.

I also thought it might be natural for the lead role to be tied to heroine, and I couldn't understand why I, the bearer of the chosen power, would fit such an eye in the first place.

And - in the end, after discussions at the rally, the decision made was expulsion from the village of Inki.

"What's up? You look pretty stinky, don't you?

Inki, abandoned by her parents and not addressed to her, was unconsciously headed for the west woods with her goblins.

There he is, Aloga. And the moment I saw that face, the emotions that were swirling in the abyss of Inki's heart exploded.

"You! What are you talking about? This! You said that, didn't you? He said I had power! When that wakes up soon! Yet nothing has changed since then! I can't even feel the dust waking up! Thanks to you, I got kicked out of the village! They're inferior to me! You have no more power than me! But I can't wake up to the power of the heart! These people make fun of me, and they make fun of me, and it's nothing wrong with me! Shit! Shit! Shit!"

"... that's rough. But you'll have trouble blaming me for that. First of all, I do have quite a bit of power asleep in Inki, but I said I was about to wake up, but I didn't say how long. Yours looks a little like a sleeper. Well, maybe a year or two away, and you'll wake up."

To Aloga's words, for a year - he groaned, seeping the colour of despair into its face.

"Can you wait so long - I have to live alone from now on? And to them! I want to show it to you! Lay low on my power! To regret it!

He holds his fist, Inki puts his anger into words.

In the end, Inki doesn't change anything. I don't brace in a way.

Since the memory of my ancestors came back, that confidence has fuelled, and I have come to believe more strongly that meeting Aloga is absolute in my ability to sleep on my own -

But Aloga fucking laughs at such an inky figure.

And...

"If you say so much. I don't have a hand in waking up your power right now, but it's not?

Aloga says. I raise my face like ink has been played, and ask him how excited he is that it is true!?

"Oh - here it is"

And Aloga took the vial out of nowhere and showed it to him.

Small enough to hold with your thumb and index finger. It was packed with a clear purple liquid, which seemed to be made of clear vitreous.

"Drink this up once and for all, and its power will soon be released. Provided that Inki, you truly believe in your own blood, have no doubt whatsoever, and remain confident in your own power by the time you are arrogant. Otherwise, instead of liberating, the power of the demon in you will be able to disappear. Goblins are still made of servants. And if it takes time, you're likely to wake up. Still, do you want this power now? Is that all you got?

Aloga asks Inki. The choice is to drink or not, that's all.

But if Inki's power is a fig, he won't even be able to maintain the goblins he can now obey.

I don't know.

"Of course, you've decided to drink!

Inki's decision was quick. Take the Aloga bottle and open the lid and drink it up.

At that moment, like that time, when, yes, the memory of our ancestors was infused in large quantities, no, a stronger shock than that.

Going around the ground, groaning painfully, screaming - and...