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

When she woke up, who had lost her mind, Satoru (rather than Satoru's served demon) was in the middle of an ongoing torture.

And Satoru keeps watching exactly filthy, filthy whales with cold eyes, screaming and drenched in pain and sprinkling blood-mixed manure.

Right next to it, Heradonna was present at the game with a tranced look and trying to lean against Satoru.

Satoru's summoned knowledge of the Testament was half empty. The depth of creation that must be the name of a torture lover. It was no longer an art, and even an endless love for torture was felt.

That said, from the crow undergoing it, it wouldn't have accumulated. We are all tortured, big and small. Putting a needle on all your fingers is like prep exercise (especially if you are planting a special parasite on that needle and you continue to taste so much pain that even the insects that have become more parasitic after being stabbed seem crazy from the inside), water blaming the crow's BBQ on the hot iron plate (with snakes that slice through the mucous membrane and nostrils and throat from the nose and mouth), using a snake from the electric chair to break the eyeball, and brazenly blaming the bird who likes to use the crow for drilling, strand tearing using a large beast in the aftermath of tee time, worm blaming, bone crushing, real-life blackbeard crisis stretching out one by one, etc. -

Apparently, the testament wants to try all the torture over four digits. I have no objection, of course, as Satoru. You're welcome to do whatever you want.

Of course, the Caspary League curse is still ongoing, so it is in a state where suffering is superimposed on pain.

The crow called for help at first, but now my wish has turned to kill me.

And naturally, Satoru, that means don't kill me, right? I understand that. I'm with you not to push me. So Satoru smiled all the time, and I know exactly what I'm talking about.

"Testament, he seems to understand well too. You said it was the real deal from here, so there's no way I'm gonna kill you here. Keep doing this."

"Of course I know, Lord."

"Chigi, this, hi-no, yes, it hurts already, a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "a" a "

The good thing about the testament is that you have a good understanding of the extent to which the other person dies and the extent to which his or her spirit breaks. That's why he keeps inflicting pain forever so that his spirit doesn't break so he doesn't die, and in some cases he also has a great hobby of daring to fix the wound and inflict more pain.

And now when the crow's body was tucked inside an iron virgin (though the crow is not talking about virginity already) and the scream fell zero outward -

"Huh? Satoru, huh?

One girl's voice hits her ear. The facial part of the black helmet was completely open, so I guess they noticed it from the side.

"Oh, you're finally awake."

But Satoru doesn't seem to care at all about his face being found out already.

He turned his body to Aika in a calm manner, as the crow continued to cry in an iron doll stuffed with sharp needles inside.

But Aika flinches slightly. I could see some fright in her eyes behind the lens, always wearing glasses. I'm sure Satoru's eyes were cold and staring by then.

"What's this voice, Crow, huh? But why..."

"Why, it's up to you because you're torturing me like that"

And Aika seems to have guessed from her familiar voice that the crow was doing something. But Satoru laughs furiously at what he finds out. And Aika's face turned blue.

"Torture, why, oh, no..."

"Don't ask me any nasty questions. You can think of one or two reasons. These guys are getting what they've been paid to do. That's why I came all the way to this world where you are."

"Muku... is that why you're in this world? So, what do you mean, maybe, come on, in the classroom, come on?

I hear you're afraid, shaking your shoulders slightly. The question, her attitude, irritated Satoru's feelings.

"That's right. Everything here is demons who have pledged their cooperation to me. I use the power of the devil to avenge the people who drove me and my family into despair, and... to end it."

The proclamation was told to Aika in such a cold voice that the ambient air seemed to freeze in an instant. Satoru's eyes do not have any light. The only thing that spreads is blacks of everlasting darkness whirling with resentment.

"... I don't know, fu, revenge..."

"No way, are you going to tell me to stop being stupid?

"Well, that's, uh-"

He groaned with a thin voice and nodded his face. Satoru thought she was an unclear woman, but she just opens her mouth thinking it's time to correct Aika's mistake.

"Aika - I don't care, but I'm guessing you're not thinking about something sweet like nothing being done, are you?

"Huh?"

I'm turning my frightened eyes to Satoru. But the words continued from Satoru were a cruel proclamation for her.

"From me, you're the object of enough vengeance. Even if you didn't do anything directly, you were watching me, no matter what I was doing, right? 'Cause from me, that's a good enough reason to get revenge. Of course you're not the only one, my revenge target is the people in the summoned class, all of them!

Eika's eyes were either out of fear or tears had already accumulated. My body is trembling in small pieces and I am like a frightened lamb.

"... well, about you, I'll kill you with one blow. So..."

"Why..."

And her sad voice reached her ear as Satoru finally spread the Book of the Devil and tried to reach for Aika.

Unexpectedly Satoru stops the movement, turns his eyes to her and listens to the words. Then for a moment Aika's eyes will be directed at the Iron Virgin. Also look immediately at Satoru.

"- Satoru-kun. Because Satoru-kun isn't the same (...), even though it's the same, and yet!

Aika complains in an unprecedented strong voice. Besides, Satoru's consciousness was only taken away for a moment.

What the crow said depended on the back of his brain - what he knew. Yes, from her point of view, it must have looked like Satoru and the others.

And Satoru himself understood that.

"That's what you looked like."

"Huh? Ahh."

It emitted in a lonely tone somewhere, and Aika raised her voice of doubt, but at that moment Satoru's wings were spears and pierced Aika's heart. He vomits blood, and without fighting the momentum, Aika disappears into the woods.

Only the sound of something soft falling on the far ground left my ear, and it never showed how it would move from then on.

"... I don't know why, unlike a crow, you can't even fill it"

In a cool tone, spill your thoughts. And again, I turned that foot under the crow. When the Iron Virgin opened, the crow was still alive,

"No more, so, by the way"

And I was begging.

"How about...?

Heradonna asks for a neat face towards Satoru. But the answer was definitive.

"Don't be thirsty, I still can't help but be thirsty, Crow. So let me hear more about your despair..."

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"Ha, ha, ha -"

Soon the sun will fall and there will be silence and darkness around. Then this forest will turn into a demonic cave where demons will travel. But he, Junichi Komori, was running without worrying about it.

(Murdered, crows, and Aika, to him, you know, Satoru, why - why not!

Comori was crying as she ran. Tears that conveyed cheeks flowed backwards as they ran. I liked Aika. But in the end, I couldn't do anything. I couldn't help you from the crow or Satoru.

In the end all he was doing was watching, just peeking, that's all. Do you regret that - you can't forgive yourself?

No, it's not. I do have feelings for Aika. I also feel sad that she's dead. But it's not.

Comori was afraid of Satoru. I would do all that torture flat out and kill Aika like garbage. The figure was not something the Comori already knew. Exactly. That is the devil, and the deed only seems to be the devil's work.

That's why fear dominates the heart of the commune and keeps ringing his back teeth and weeping. And that's why I ran away. Comories may be clever in a way. He knows he can't do anything. But I knew better than anyone that I could help because I couldn't do anything.

Yes, the skills he has acquired in different worlds, [Timid Hermit (Cowardly Hidden)], once activated, can completely erase his presence while acting passively. It is not suitable for combat because it leaves no signs (because all acts related to attacks, such as accidental strikes, are taken as aggressive actions), but it is the ability to explore the situation of the opponent and to work quite superiorly when wanting to escape danger.

It does not mean that it can be activated completely no-risk in particular, and there is a gradual decrease in magic power during use, as well as a degree of risk of aggressive behavior and the impossibility of reuse for a while when the effect is lost due to the loss of magic.

But is the current situation far more beneficial than the risk? Anyway, thanks to this skill, Komori has succeeded in escaping without Satoru noticing anything.

(Sorry Aika, I knew I was a coward, so, so-)

Apologizing in his heart, Comori even drove through the woods. I was already completely unwilling to rendezvous with Akechi. If it's what Satoru was talking about in the first place, Satoru's next target is the labyrinth toward the Akechis. A cowardly commune could not have imitated such suicide.

That's all I have in mind about how I can survive now in the commune. So desperately explore the possibility of opening a map in your brain.

As a result, I remembered that a peace-loving king ruled the name of a kingdom - a little distance away, but there was little choice for a commune who could not return to the Empire now, and in the end, the commune relied on its memory to set its feet in that direction.