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

Satoru said with the intention of reassuring his parents - in fact, the matter of his father's moron and his mother's coming to the school to protest had become further factors in accelerating the abuse.

There were no Satoru allies in the class. On the contrary, even the people who had not previously joined the abuse began to feel comfortable waving Satoru.

Even the three of us, Nakano, Autumn Leaf and Omiya, who were a class geek threesome, began to offer the idea of hurting Satoru on land, sea and air, and the courage to assume office was no longer at all reluctant towards Satoru. Its girlfriend, Bajima, also said loudly that she was watching Satoru with a nasty eye on something, and the cycles could be made that the people who heard it would assault Satoru. Votes were also fine on Isam-led former, which punishment to give Satoru in the morning home room.

Water blame, burning, needle blame, insect blame, hanging - the kind of torture I could come up with continued on a daily basis, dubbed public execution.

Many students laughed and watched Satoru suffer from pain.

It was a worn out day, physically and mentally. But still, Satoru was nothing at home, disguised as calm that it was okay.

"Satoru, you don't come to school tomorrow. This is an order."

Every day is a day of torture - but for some reason, from time to time, Isam ordered Satoru not to come to school.

But for Satoru, this was the only time my heart could rest. If bad, Satoru was called and abused regardless of Sunday holidays.

Because if I refused, my family would be threatened with harm and I had to obey. Because Satoru knew these people would really move to execution if they refused, not just a threat.

Therefore, only the day on which he was commanded not to come was the only moment to be free from abuse.

I don't see why Isam would say that. But all this time Satoru also spent his resting time in his room. My parents didn't say anything either.

"Oh, brother, I'm skipping school! I shouldn't."

On that day, Isam still told me that Satoru was out of school. It was the day after a year of continued abuse. My sister showed her face in the room and said that.

"No, you're the one. Why are you here at this hour?

"It's my inaugural day. Your brother's not, is he?

"Then it's my inaugural day too."

"What the hell is that?"

Satoru couldn't help but think as he looked at his sister-in-law.

Of course Satoru didn't go on and rest. Because Satoru still kept going to school saying that his family wouldn't be bothered while he continued to be so spectacularly abused that he couldn't help but fall into a refusal to attend school.

"... I skip school once in a while. Evil."

But I returned it so deluded that I didn't want my sister to understand something. Then my sister laughed couscous,

"I don't like it, I don't look bad on your brother ~"

and returned the words. I've also added that bugs can't be killed.

Satoru also regretted that he was so unreliable to his sister. But it reminded me of myself, who was unable to do anything and continued to be abused, and it also gave me a self-inflicted grin, naturally.

"Ma, okay. Bye, yes. This."

But to Satoru like that, my sister has offered something wrapped in wrapping paper. I don't like my sister on Satoru tilting her little neck, not knowing what the hell she's going to do with her wrapping. If she's your brother, she'll say,

"You forgot your birthday?

and has continued.

In those words Satoru finally remembered. Every day was too harsh for Satoru to even forget his birthday.

"... I can't even kill bugs, brother, but I love such a sweet brother. Happy Birthday."

Received a gift - tears were overflowing unexpectedly from Satoru's eyes who overheard that line.

I thought I was sorry in front of my sister, but I couldn't stop it.

"Ugh, shh! Don't cry like that, brother."

To Satoru at this time, I was just happy with the kindness of my sister. My body could feel like it had been healed and saved by this one gift, as my exhausted mind continued to endure repeated abuses every day.

I thanked my loving sister and cried again, my weird brother, she told me and I laughed bitterly, and at dinner time my parents also celebrated Satoru's birthday and cried again.

This was the only day of peace for Satoru in his high school life he thought there was nothing but despair.

"You know, brother, I actually have one favor to ask you -"

And then I came to Satoru's room, where I wanted to sleep late at night, and my sister asked me to go upstairs.

"If there's anything I can do..."

"I can do it! Ning Lo, what only your brother can do!

And when Satoru replied, his sister said so with a serious face,

"Oh, you know what? Your brother's high school is attended by Shinmachi Dance, right? So, yeah. Can I get your autograph?

I was asked. Besides, Satoru looks sinister for a moment.

Satoru was also familiar with Shinmachi. He is selling as an active high school student idol, and has recently been recognized for his acting, starting with CM and showing his face in drama and movies. Then she also used to star in the variety, and every time it was on TV, her sister had a look of respect.

And the high school girl Idol was also Satoru's classmate.

But, of course, Satoru can't afford to go to school while he's still in school - he's never met his face with the Shinmachi dance.

At any rate, I am too busy working as an entertainer to properly show my face to school, so there are stories that I show my face and receive individual instruction after class as a special treatment.

So Satoru can't promise that all this is bound to happen, and even if he gets cramped with a response - he can't even make the wish of his sister, who even prepared a gift for him,

"... ok. I can't make any promises, but I'll ask."

And I stuck around and said that.

As a result, thank you brother! and for a long time my sister expected me to - but Satoru was still happy to see my sister smile.

And because of the kindness of my sister and her smile, I managed to continue to endure the days of hell that would follow from the next day. My sister's reminder of the autograph began to reach the phone for a little while. Each time, it was deceptive, but I felt like I could do my best to think about my sister even with such a message.

But I can't keep up the deception. But one day, I heard rumors that Shinmachi was going on a school trip.

Satoru continued to be badly abused, as always, but still maybe she could handle it if she hadn't looked at each other once? and was beginning to have pale expectations.

Satoru at this time was the only support of his heart to see his sister's delightful face. That was also the only place in my mind in my days of harsh abuse.

But - that didn't last long either. That was one night. Samezi contacted Satoru's smartphone.

What the hell are you gonna do this time? and Satoru answered the phone. Samezi just told me to watch the video I'm going to send. And if we don't get to that place...

Satoru popped up when I saw the video. The video they sent showed my sister. And the three of you shaking it.

"Brother, help me, why, I don't like it, I don't like it like this, Brother - it hurts, it hurts"

"Hey, what's up, brother? You even had a sister like this in a piece of junk like Temee. '

I'm surprised, too! And if you're such a pretty sister, I thought your brother would do you good as a monkey every day, you were still a virgin!

'Well, we took that, too. And because I'm getting tired of it, I was torturing my sister on your behalf. "

'That's what I'm talking about. There are too many places on land and in the sky. I've already lost a few fingers, and I don't know what's gonna happen if you don't come and help me soon? Yeah, of course. If you're coming, why don't you come alone? Otherwise...'

"Oh, brother, mommy, daddy, I don't like this, I don't like it..."

"Ahhh - pathetic. My face was so horrible because of my unreliable brother ~ '

"Kehee! Is it perfect for a garbage chip sister? '

"That's why. You don't have to tell me later, you know?

Turns out it's a park my sister and I used to go to in the video landscape. Satoru forgot me and jumped out of the house, squeezing his strength as fast as his legs were going to lift, a little faster, faster! and hurried to the park.

But - what Satoru saw on the park was the figure of his sister, so transformed that she couldn't even remember what she was like.

I couldn't believe it at first. I wanted to think it was something else, that if it wasn't, it was different.

But both the smartphone that was falling and the strap on it were the same as my sister had. It was the only thing that proved that she was my sister, as she had been able to see it and become crippled.

Satoru collapsed on the spot and cried. But this didn't end the tragedy. Shortly afterwards, the siren sounded and a police car surrounded the park - and Satoru was seized at the hands of a rushed police officer.

I didn't know what that meant. Even when his head was about to get messed up about his sister, for some reason the police handcuffed Satoru and forced him into a police car and took him to the police station.

I was investigated without knowing why. But the content was terrible. All the questions that detectives would continue to ask at the earliest succession of arrows were determined to be Satoru's killer.

Little by little, Satoru understood and mourned his sister's death, and pleaded his innocence, complaining that land, sea and air were the culprits.

He said there was also evidence for that. He asked me to check the data in the smartphone.

But - it was futile. It was abandoned that there was nothing in the smartphone that Satoru had deposited. The contents of the video were already erased when they were allowed to check the contents themselves.

Evidence was presented that Satoru would determine the culprit from the previous to the next. Those were naturally things Satoru didn't remember seeing.

Satoru's fingerprinted knife, CCTV footage. Plus the bullshit record that Satoru and his sister were in love.

The motive for the murder was hilarious, too. Detectives scolded Satoru for being a hell of a psychopath when his sister asked him to sign a new herding dance, which was arguing and upside down to rape and murder.

Moreover, even with no such impulse motive, the media took this and stirred up public sentiment with a murderer who extended Satoru to his own sister as an abnormal person.

Satoru was put under investigation from morning to evening. The assault was also relentless. Still, Satoru, who continues to plead innocence, was given a ban on contact and was never allowed to see his parents in any way.

Lawyers were also named national advocates who were not willing to defend Satoru in any way. I don't have ears to listen to Satoru or anything, all I'm saying is just admit your sins and make it easier.

Still, Satoru kept fighting. Never pleaded guilty. But the statement sheet made by the detective was spelled out in what Satoru decides to be a murderer.

If asked to sign, he was assaulted to beat and kick, and he was forced to grab and write his hand where his consciousness had become hazy.

I managed to withstand it once it was there and not sign it at all. That's how he kept fighting, Satoru.

"Your parents killed themselves. Because of you. Suicide by leaving a suicide note. She said she regrets having you. And if suicide is suicide by leaving scraps that aren't even like this, then the parents are scraps. Well, it seems like a parent with a lot of problems, so I'm convinced. But even those scraps are your parents, aren't they? If you think it's any worse, just admit it and sign it."

At that moment something in Satoru that was disconnected made a puffy noise and cut it off - then Satoru doesn't really remember what happened.

When I just realized it, I was standing in court and sentenced to death. Satoru had nothing but regret. Why should it be in such irrational eyes? Why did my sister die and my parents needed to be forced to commit suicide?

- And I realize, it's all their fault.

My heart boils down, the flames of resentment burn up in my chest. But there was nothing I could do. It was like a bug in this world, like the power of Satoru.

But - a miracle happened. After they sentenced me to death, I realized Satoru was in a different world, where I signed with the Book of the Devil.

They even told me to taste eternal suffering after death, but it didn't matter.

I would have been happy with that if I could have avenged them.

"- I'm finally here..."

Satoru woke up in the dark woods. It was a dream of bad chest feces. But it reminded me of what had happened so far.

Yoshijima Nishijima, Honago Bajima, Mengshi Akiba, Nakano-shaped man, Tai Omiya, Katsumoto Tuzuki, Nanaka Himeshima, Hakusugaru Dog, Airu Hana - I've killed nine people so far.

But naturally I'm not satisfied with this. Above all, there are still three people left in the land, sea and air who have tragically killed their beloved sister. And the wise justice that laid all the sins on Satoru and tailored them to criminals - and even the other one or two, for Satoru, there is no mistake in an abominable opponent who should all be avenged.

"Finally..."

"How do you feel so much?"

"... naturally. Revenge so far is only the beginning of the end for me. Levels also increased. The devil is almost ready to use as well. I also found out where the rest of them are. Yes, so..."

From now on - it's the real deal. Quiet, and in a very cold voice, with a seeping look of determination, Satoru speaks to himself and walks out again.

To absolve all sinners, to avenge, to take the vengeance of the family they loved...