There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World’s Darkness so I Made One (In Exasperation)

Shoutaku Takahashi (14), a junior high school student living in Fujiku-ku, Tokyo, is a candidate for Tianzhao Composition that I put forward as a confrontation for Hiraka-chan. We were to pray for more and more success in the future in the primary recruitment, but we were to be hired in the sunshine in this secondary recruitment. Until me and Mr. Tsuki get used to running the secret society, we're going to hire one person per recruit.

Let's arrange the profiles revealed in the Mindfulness Survey by example. It should be noted that Shota-kun is a man, so there is no restraining order for bathroom theft from Tachigi. No, I don't like it either. I don't want to worship the bastard's service scene, so I don't peek anyway.

Shouta Takahashi, fourteen. Short black hair on average height and physique. Born and raised in a concession apartment in Fushi-ku, Tokyo. A family of four with three other separated brothers besides their parents. Grades are above the bottom. If I can do it, but I won't study until my parents tell me to sour my mouth even before the test. Motor nerves are above and below. Fair enough for the homecoming department.

My hobbies are TV, smartphone games, karaoke and comics. Lately, I have often seen people searching for pornographic images while caring about their soaking surroundings. He likes big tits. Sorry about the sexuality round naked.

Friends are normal. Stop by the burger shop after school, bring your game over for a telecom match on holiday, or go karaoke. You can call it a study group before the test and end up chatting about it most of the time. I don't have a girlfriend to play with, but I'm not building a wall for a girl, and I haven't had a girlfriend for three months.

Up to this point, it's a supernormal background.

A healthy day with no special fullness, but not enough spiciness to call it an affair, a level that seems to live and have so much fun, that the question does not arise as to whether it is fun or hard to live. After looking at Mr. Tsuki's background and Mr. Lantern Hua's background, it's too normal. It's as normal as it sounds.

But, but!

Shota-kun's background is really just this.

Weird sexuality, none! If you insist, the reason you broke up with her is because you rubbed your chest without the atmosphere, but given that you are a boy junior high school student, it is not particularly important.

Dark past, none! I'm not abused, I'm not abused. The family is all survived, and the occasional curse flying is not bad enough for violence to fly within the bounds of common sense.

Mr. Tachigi can't seem to empathize with it even though he understands it, but this normality is good.

I have the boredom and unusual desire that Shota-kun has - I can tell.

Comics are funny, even smartphones are funny, so much entertainment. But I get bored. Vaguely not enough.

I've been reading flying battle scenes and I've been doing this too! and make my heart hot. but I can't. I can't do it. A wall of stuck reality.

Events on the horizon in the fantasy world, full of beautiful girls, great work, adventure, romance, the strongest! I get too used to those exciting stimuli to have enough realities that should be fulfilling.

It's a luxurious wish. I live a full life, but I still want to go up there.

And for wanting stronger stimulation, for wanting extraordinary, I don't even make any particular effort! I'm just waiting 100% passively for "Beautiful Girl Won't Come Down" or "I Won't Be Summoned by Another World". In this fucking realistic real world where not one of the events happens unless you make it yourself, I'm just waiting.

Argh!

Just thinking hurts my heart!

I used to be Shota-kun too. Shota-kun isn't awake to his mind. It's me. There must be many young people in this modern Japan who have a full and boring routine, not just Shota-kun.

It is such a shota-kun that Uncle Mind and Time Suspended Lady present an unusual (cured product).

Shota-kun recently hooked up with a fantasy Lanobe and rented it with a friend, I know him. The presence of paranoid notes hidden in the drawer at the bottom of the desk is also perfect.

Shota-kun's preparation for introduction into the unconventional was made with caution.

First, direct Langhua's transfer destination to the same class of private secondary school as Shota-kun. Here too, Mr. Tsuki's power of gold erupted into flames. He was suspicious like an asshole because he didn't have to be a graduate or enroll a child, but he invested a lot of money, and in return, let him speak in class division, and keep it a secret, but the bill bundle punching attack is sometimes more powerful than mindfulness. Mr. Tsuki's masterful remarks and gobbling pushed him away. It's a good thing I managed with the positive offense (Fri) because I planned to appeal to an unnatural means of rewriting or replacing the class classification documents stored in the staff room with the worst of my mind.

Next, Langhua's guidance on where to move. I was asked to move to the company house closest to Shota-kun's concession apartment. If the house is in the opposite direction, it becomes difficult to produce a "development that has accidentally seen the shocking facts of a beautiful girl in transfer".

Same class, same direction at home. It's important.

If I don't do this, a beautiful girl has transferred, different classes, different directions for the house, I won't even see her on holiday. When I graduated from secondary school, I didn't realize who the beautiful girl was until the end and nothing happened. I'm in trouble because this is going to happen normally.

Now, when you're ready, start the mission Boy Meats Girl.

Shota-kun's class boiled down to the beautiful girl who transferred to school after the summer break.

Langhua is good. Then, on the advice of Mr. Tsuki, it was polished for the first time by a beautiful girl, and she was like someone else before the summer vacation. She taught makeup, became more attentive to familiarity, softened the atmosphere by improving the home and gaining a dependable adult, gained psychic abilities and gained confidence.

Something is different from normal, affordable, confident. I guess I felt that vibe as a junior high school student, Langhua became very popular in the class by now. Every time I took a break, I was surrounded by women and blamed for questions. A boy who tries to get close by using it to help him or guide him to school. Women who attack boys and keep them away from Langhua, driven by what sense of purpose. It is a pull. The lights of the dear personality Hua are slightly pulling but quietly responding.

I was worried that I would be persecuted by a girl who was just as jealous of the popularity of boys as the previous school, but I was worried.

It was a nice class, and I almost said, "That's because Langhua lives in a world different from ours and she's not going to be a competitor, so she's just sniffing things off that she doesn't need to kick down. I'm getting along with my sweet girl and making her worth something," Kiki explained, despairing. Isn't the darkness of the world already good for women's society? This is it.

More or less mysterious, of high ridge flowers, beautiful girl. I can study, but I'm adorable at exercising a little bit. That was the view of the class a few days after the transfer.

Note that Langhua hides her Buddhist taste. I love the question. I say to the girl, "Hey, what's your favorite song?" He was not fat enough to answer the question of the general meridians. Until "Ha", it came out of my mouth.

As for Shota-kun, it was really normal that she was being chased away by security women trying to help Langhua with her clerkship activities mixed up with a large number of other boys, or stretched under her nose by the school swimsuit Langhua during her swimming class. The direction of going home is the same, but Shota-kun is disappointed because the girl also bought the directions for the unfamiliar boarding and dropping out of school.

Langhua was assigned the attendance number and seat at the back because of the transfer student, and the distance in the classroom is physically far from the attendance number around the middle and Shoutaku in the previous seat with the "Ha" calf.

Sort of. I wouldn't have chosen Shota-kun as a member of the secret society either if he were the kind of aggressive guy who would break through the women's walls here and dictate to Langhua or stalk Langhua to pinpoint the house. This must be it.

Less than a week after the transfer, the floating air gradually begins to calm down. Shota-kun is unconventional. No, the majority of the boys are, but he was lucky enough to be in the same class as one of the most beautiful girls in school, beginning to understand that it was not convenient to go inside while taking a chance to get along with Langhua.

The satisfaction.

You can't. Not good. Not really good. I'm done talking.

That's why I'm entering the event.

One day after school. As usual, the lady asks me to come back with her - Langhua, but I also say no to this as usual. To keep us out of the fight against the darkness of the world.

Langhua is making the event progressing at Langhua, convenient three times since the first day of the transfer, and has already experienced a real battle against the darkness of the world. In his first battle, he was nervous about bees and ate tentacle punches and half cried, but he has been able to defeat them steadfastly since he established the style of frightening and weakening them with flamethrowing and kicking them in the nucleus with a kick. There are some indications that it's time to burn the nucleus cool with a little concentrated flamethrowing.

The darkness of the world is the embodiment of the desires of people hungry for power, a setting that targets the psychic, but basically appears from evening to night and not in places where there are many people.

Why.

If we're going to talk meta, it's because if we're going to show up in the middle of the day and go out, Langhua's attendance will drop and we'll see her stay in the year, so if we show up in a place with a lot of people, we'll make a fuss and the secret society won't be a secret anymore.

And on the face of it, it is "the desire of people hungry for power", so it also reflects the deep sense that it sucks to wield violence in places where there are many people from day to day. The defect is very popular in the office district during the day, and it is like squirting behind a school building at dusk.

That's why I'm going home alone, Lantern Hua.

Shota-kun drops it off, promises to put her luggage at home with her friend and then regroups, and tries to return herself, but on her way to the dumpster, she realizes that a piece of paper has fallen in the hallway. If you pick it up, isn't that a class tour guide for Langhua! What a coincidence! I bet some mind user sneaked it out of Langhua's bag with his mind and installed it at a time when Shota-kun would pass by!

It hasn't been that long since Langhua left school. Shota-kun got lost just a little bit, but didn't choose the easy path of keeping it in Langhua's desk, and ran as expected and followed Langhua. Yes. This is your chance to be close to a beautiful girl. There's no reason to miss it.

Shota-kun just left school, he called Langhua and stopped for a long story. Shota-kun cuts up the conversation and tells him that the boss sensed the appearance of darkness in the world with a serious voice. Informed of the detailed location, Langhua agreed to rush to the scene with a slightly stiff voice.

As such, he hung up the phone and nodded his shortcut hair and ran away for a small run. Shouta-kun captures the back of the lamp in good time and at a distance. Shota-kun was surprised by the light Hua ran out of the blue, but immediately chased him. The time is evening. The sky is starting to stain with a sea color.

Sounds good. Perhaps the hardest part of a match pump is to adjust time like this.

Langhua gradually enters the less crowded path, and Shota-kun goes after it. Shota-kun has faster legs, so the difference shrinks slightly.

And then Langhua walked into a thin alley at a distance where her voice could reach her.

Naturally, Shota-kun rushes in after it too.

What Shota-kun saw as he grabbed the class tour guide with it in his hand, bouncing his breath and trying to speak out was a beautiful girl in a sailor's clothes spraying red lotus flames out of her hand and flashing it to burn off a strange black slime stinging monster.

"Lotus, ……………?

"!"

Shouta Takahashi, an ordinary boy who groans in disgust.

Lotus Seeing Langhua, a Reiki transfer student who can't hide her face that she has opened her eyes and gone away.

- - That day, the boy's routine burned up. "

"I wonder what that narration is."

"Ugh! Or, Mr. Tsuki, tell me if you're here."

Being caught off guard at Tianyado and narrating through the sulume, I jumped up to Mr. Tsuki, who had deliberately stopped time and entered the store without a sign. Embarrassing.

I got fucked up after this.