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

(I figured I'd be a little concerned, and I'd ask Mill...)

The tutoring of the doorman is over. Nagel, who had also finished all his self-training, was walking towards the deepest part of the mansion thinking about that by himself.

What we are aiming for is a detachment built at an edge across a vast garden.

Her house that exists there. It is in a rather inconspicuous place, but it was not pushed aside, but it was the place she chose and built for Nagel's sister, Kaminamiru, to pull off.

When it comes to that reason, Mill says, the right place to pick up all the waves, so it seems.

Entering such a self-proclaimed drawstring sister's house, Nagel goes up the stairs. Basically, one room is the main activity area for her, and she rarely gets out of it. No, even if it is, it's really secluded, so I can't even notice Nagel.

In terms of her simple physical abilities, the more she admits that she is a weak member of the Kamikaze family, but when it comes to everyday work, she is a sister who is oddly good at turning down signs.

Nagel stands in front of such a sister's room. And, uh, exhaled one breath. As a matter of fact, he is also a little bit of a bad brother when it comes to his sister.

Is it still a big reason to barely look at each other? She is my sister who does not leave the basic room. Therefore, it is only necessary for Nagel to be able to confirm his appearance several times within a year.

Should I say boulder self-proclaimed pull? Correct. This is just a self-proclaimed thing. Because there is no way in the Kamikaze family you can be allowed to give up all your duties.

Therefore, the mill and the middle and high school are all secretly graduated as chiefs, and the well-known university is well out. And he started a university at the same time as he graduated, leveraging his own information processing skills, and growing the company while in the room, that is, by the time he made hundreds of billions a year, even while pulling.

So as long as it is self-reliant (unless, of course, it is evil deeds, etc.), it is also the rule of the Kamikaze family not to complain, so there is hardly anything to complain about to pull into the room at present.

I can also say that this much money is being generated, especially because she pulls it off and glitters with her computer all the time.

Anyway, this is the only company, naturally many employees have it. All employees working for the company started by Mill operate in their own building, which is located at a different location from the premises of the Shinji family. However, when it comes to internal matters, I have known her since college and now she seems to be left to the self-proclaimed pretty girl () who is attached to the post of vice president.

I mean - to be honest, it's a far more mill than Nagel when it comes to making money. Speaking of the only flaw is that there is no floating story at all because you continue to live like that?

This is where my father, Kuzushi, also cares. Nagel's sister was four of her brothers and is now twenty-eight years old. It's not strange how old my father is when he thinks it's time for one of his wives.

Such a mill room door - Nagel finally knocks.

"... Mill, are you there?

- I'm here.

…………

That's it. We can't have this conversation.

"No! If you're here, you can show me your face!

"... why?

It is a nagel with its head in the response. Actually, though, there's a keyword that even a sister like this can get out in one shot - well, is that okay this time, Nagel keeps talking.

"Then you don't have to show me your face, but I need you to look into one thing."

"... if you ask, write on this"

One piece of paper popped out of an elongated hole like a mailbox provided on the wall.

When Nagel receives and confirms it, the title of the requisition. The company name and the representative of the mill are firmly stamped on the underside of the column.

"Oh, you're solid in these places..."

As he blurted, Nagel filled out the request for further information and returned it to the receptacle.

"This will do."

"... to confirm -"

Then a few seconds later.

"... Black cheetah?

"Oh, some of the guys who recently started showing up on the island. It's like a group doing pretty bad things in Honshu."

"... then this"

The paper came out of the mouth on the wall again. What is this? and check the paper that came out whining.

"What? A quote? Hey, you're taking the money!

"... naturally. This is business, because it's family or sweet."

Knock, groan, and check the contents of the quote.

"Ha ha!? A million. What the hell!

"... if you're in a hurry, that's about right."

"No, no, no. Whatever it is. This is too expensive!

"… so much so that a client of mine to my company can convince me to pay"

What the hell kind of person are you dealing with? and Nagel, who frowns. But if you sell information, it's common sense on Earth, even if it's different worlds.

"Either way, you can't get this kind of money out of my personal purse. If I pay you this amount, you'll be quietly doomed!

By the way, Jing is the name of Nagel's wife. Even though Nagel is in a position to teach a number of undergraduates, his wife can't lift her head.

In the first place, women are often in a stronger position in the Kamikaze family. Kuzushi, Nagel's father, can't even lift his head to his wife.

Besides, my grandfather Nagare and I already had other worlds, but I couldn't get my head up on my biological grandmother. Funny enough, even Nagare is out of common sense.

"I got it. Don't be too hasty, find out when you have time."

In the end, Nagel couldn't even get out strong on his sister and compromised. But the answer I got back...

"... and that starts in two or five years, okay?

"Nah! What? Twenty-five years later! Can you wait that long!

Naturally. His son Taos is also lightly beyond adulthood when he is kept waiting for twenty-five years. I wouldn't be that worried about boulders.

"... I have no choice, this is fine if I can get started within a week"

Although Nagel glances at the quotation submitted again.

"A million yen."

"... so wait quietly if you can't"

By the way, if you want to wait 25 years, it's fine for 30,000 yen. But Nagel, who hears it and engraves a deep wrinkle in his brow.

"... Bu, can we split?

◇ ◆ ◇

"Wow, you really have a good heart for a woman when she comes alone."

"Keep my friend hostage. What are you talking about?"

Meckle confronts a group of people named Black Cheetahs in a gallant building.

Apparently, this is an empty warehouse that's not in use right now, so there's hardly anyone else coming.

"Oops - ok. but apparently you didn't even run into the police."

A man who would probably be putting up a leader in this puts an ugly grin on the transceiver's one hand. He is a tough man with T-shirts, jeans and other appearances, featuring dreadhair on his musculoskeletal body, huge faces with horns and shallow black skin.

To listen to such a leader man talk, apparently there were people outside who kept an eye on Meckle's trends, contacting him at the transceiver to see if anyone was coming besides Meckle.

"I wouldn't bother to rely on the police for crumbs like that."

"Hmm, just the prestige is good. But get out of your way. Hey."

When the dread-haired man glanced at him, two still higher-faced men came forward with a girl in uniform.

"Ugh, uhh, sorry, Meckle."

"I just got help, but uhh, they even took my smartphone..."

Yes, they are exactly the two friends Meckle helped once, and they are the second pinch of the day.

"So you got my cell number from the smartphone you took from me."

"That's the thing. Damn, it looks like my people took care of me. I took him to the police because of you! I'm gonna get this dropped straight!

"Drop it? Yes? Are you an idiot? Even elementary school students know that officers can catch you if you do something wrong. Common sense. That's why you grow up to be an asshole kid floating around in the name of an organization with an asshole name like Black Cheetah. I'd love to see my real parents' faces."

Meckle's furious mouth shot raised a blue muscle on the forehead of a man with a leadership character, with a ripple of pimples and blood vessels.

"You really don't seem to know where you stand. Depending on what you do, you're gonna give your friends a little painful eyes, aren't you?

Hehe, with a humble grin, the men sticking a knife in the girls' throats.

To its appearance, he continued to sigh,

"So, what do you want me to do?

Ask.

"Heh, looks like you finally understand your position. Then for now, let's get naked on the spot."

"Oh, no..."

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

"Ugh! You guys are gonna adore him later, so shut up!

Bad guys who intimidate two friends who complain in tears. And the leader man waited for her to take off her clothes as she determined to lick Meckle.

"Hey! What's up! Take it off!"

"Yes? Huh? Why?"

"Ha? What are you talking about? Ha! I don't know what happens to my friends if I don't take them off."

"I'm not kidding. I'm telling you, my body is not meant to be seen by geeks like you. Besides my dear uncle, I'm not going to let you show me or touch a finger!

The man with a leader gritted his teeth as he put his arms together and said with dignity.

"Enough! Let them know you're in a position to take off those women!

"Hehe, I've been waiting!

"You know, I wanted to do this one more than no milk. I do!

"Shh, I, no!

"No, don't!

The men's hands stretch to the hostage girls' clothes, to their chests. But...

"So who's the milk-free bitch!

"Geb!

"Don't touch my friends with your filthy hands!

"Gahun!"

"Meckle!

Ha? and dreadhair stunned by a meckle that somehow disappeared from sight with a strange face.

And Meckle, who was diving into the men's nostalgia at a speed that he couldn't finish with his eyes, slammed one of the men with a knife to the ground with a large outside mow (naturally the mowed leg was fractured), while the other hurt his back bone with a payback and cut his consciousness.

Afterwards, he leaped with two friends holding their voices together and raising their voices aside.

He landed in a relatively safe place, hiding, and urged both of them to hide themselves.

I guess I decided I should have them hiding in the warehouse because there is a good chance they have company outside.

Then they admit that they moved to a discreet position at the end, and Meckle moves to the front of the guys again.

In a few moments, the hostages are taken back, and the men of leadership and their men are dismayed by the fact that two more of their companions have been hit.

"Well, now you don't have the means to threaten me anymore."

And Meckle says it with dignity as he stares at them. When I try to calm down, Black Cheetah is on this scene with nearly twenty people, including a man of leadership status, but Meckle doesn't look terrified at all.

Rather, I have seen Mekuru do all this, so much so that some men are hipster.

"Shit! Get on with it! There's only so many people here. It's easy enough to do something about one person."

"Really? Then I'll give it a try?

A sweat conveyed to the cheeks of a man of leadership in a meckle of appearances such as spare time.

Apparently, he's a fool, but still has some sense of Meckle's prowess.

"... I see. Apparently, you have the strength to lead to confidence. But if you thought we were just waiting for you in numbers, that would be a big mistake. I thought it was some kind of joke when I heard you threw the wagon car away, but it's not even a lie."

"Huh, you have such a good nerve fightin 'with me knowing that much. I've told you, I've been pretty angry with you."

"It's a pretty face and brave thing to do. But do you know what this name means, Black Cheetah, that you made a fool of yourself?

"I don't know. I don't know. I don't even want to know."

It is a meckle that lightly bounces off the words of the man who asks. I guess it doesn't matter what that name means to her or anything.

"Well, if you're that interested, I'll tell you"

"No, that's why I'm not interested."

But the man in leadership doesn't seem to be listening to Meckle and he explains it to himself.

"We all have powerful cheat abilities! Come on, I'll show you! Our cheats! Printed Weapon!

What? Meckle frowns in a grumpy way, but the Black Cheetah guys started turning that around, supposedly prepared beforehand with chatter without mind.

"... what's that?

"Kaha, you want to know? You'd want to know! This is literally a printed firearm!

Yes, as the leader man put it, it was, at first glance, a bunch of toy-like weapons. It looks like a plastic model gun substitute.

But there is a wide variety, and each hand has an assault rifle type, a sub-machine gun type, a revolver type, and a four-letter rocket launcher type of printed wepon when it comes to rifles, grenade launchers, and even more leaders.

"... what are you gonna do with a toy like that?

"Ha! You idiot! You say it's cheesy, right? All this weapon is made of a 3D printer array! So these aren't nearly as good as the real ones!

Apparently, the man doesn't really know the technical stuff either. I guess it actually boasts a performance that is not unlike the real thing when you just look at the confident.

"Come on! What do we do? We'll never forgive you if we decide to! But if you swear to be our slave, I'll spare you my life."

"Bubba. You've been saying that for a while, haven't you? He said he wasn't scared of anything being shaken up like that."

"... well, then die! Open Fire!"

At that moment when a man of leadership raised his voice, the men of Black Cheetah shot simultaneously at Meckle. A scream came from two friends who were watching from a remote position, grenades and rockets flying in the rain of a bullet, a flashy explosion dominating the area and dust winding, and grey smoke blocking their sight.

"Hey, stop! Stop!"

And - after some continued shooting, a leader man raised his hand and interrupted the attack.

"Heh heh, did you do it"

"There's no way you're gonna shoot me like this."

"I don't have any body, though. I'm suspicious you even have pieces of meat left."

"Well, that's plenty for that friend..."

"Did you do it, it's a flag. Ugh!

But a small shadow jumped out of the smoke, and as he passed beside the man in leadership, he destroyed the rocket launcher, throwing away all his men who were holding back even further, all while they blinked.

Then the printed weapon and everything else is shattered.

"Nah!? Nah, nah, nah!

"Ugh. If you want to talk, talk properly."

To the man who looks back at Meckle and utters something unspoken, Meckle says away.

Then the man rang his throat and once again spoke to Meckle.

"Hey, what the hell! Why are you alive! You hit a rocket with all those bullets! Normally, you die! You're gonna die! That's common sense! Why are you still alive? Eat our cheats! How could you!"

"Ugh, you idiot! That's why I told you before. No cheats! I'm gonna laugh with my nose at how cheesy that is. I can't believe you thought you could do something about me with a toy like this, too. Ah! But you're pissed off! You messed up my hair! It's dusty."

I complain like that while making shortcut hair at my fingertips. Apparently, to Meckle, their offense was about the extent to which their hair was a little messy and dirty.

"Ku, ko, this, this real cheat woman. Ahhhhhhhh!

Then he takes out the butterfly knife that he would have hidden this time, and the dreadhair jumps at Meckle.

But Meckle, who didn't even use a rocket launcher as a thing, couldn't do anything about it with such a knife, he took his arm lightly and beat it to the ground brilliantly with one back.

"Ah, but, heck..."

"Yeah, you're conscious."

But we can't just end it this time.

So Meckle starts to decide his arm joint as it is when he confirms that the man's consciousness remains.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! Come on, whoa, whoa, whoa! It breaks! Let's break it!

"Well, you can break it like this. If you don't like it, how many crazy people like that black cheetah are on the island!

"Ah, gu, chi, bastard, can I rip your mouth off like that..."

"Oh, well, one for now."

Gokins! And there was a blunt sound, and the man's right arm broke first. And in an unpleasant way.

"Ghaaaaaaaa! This woman, seriously, she really folded it. Aah! No, no, no, no!"

"Yes, yes, I'll go left arm next."

"Hih! Stop, stop, please don't do this anymore! I don't know! I don't know anything. Uh-huh!

"What? What is it? There's no way you know anything about this, is there?

"Ho, it's true - Ugh! In our organization, at the bottom of the lower end. Yeah, yeah! They only know the minimum amount of information, and even the contact just comes from the other side, and there's really nothing, yaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Meckle also broke his left arm.

"Next leg."

"Oh, I'm sorry! Forgive me! I won't do anything wrong anymore! Forgive me, I don't like it, stay, I'm gonna die."

"I'm not going to die to this extent. Actually, he's alive. If you don't want your legs broken, just tell the truth."

"It's true -! I'm not lying! Me, I'm not lying! I really don't know anything, I don't know anything. - Whoa! They're gonna kill me. Somebody whoops!

I don't think it's the word of a man who was seriously trying to kill Meckle until just now, but from what I can tell, apparently he really doesn't know anything.

"... you have no choice. Hey, hey, how about you two? If you're still not convinced, I'll break your legs, too?

"Huh? Oh, no, not that far in the boulder..."

"Oh, yeah. After all, thanks to Meckle, we're not hurt."

"Well, then..."

Meckle turned his arm around his throat and strangled the leader man. Well, after he raised his voice and looked down at the man who had passed out with filthy eyes, the rest of the people outside were also the three people that Meckle would call the police to clean up.

"- Yes, I'm sorry. Yes, it looks like the guys downstairs moved on their own and got caught a few..."

A woman in a black painted car was talking to someone on the phone. To hear it, apparently, we're talking about some black cheetahs who were wiped out by Meckle.

"Yes, that's right. Surely this island may not be a glimmer. It's better to withdraw once and set up the system - yes, I know. It doesn't matter where those guys get caught. So keep it up - Director Akechi (...)"