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

Tianyado, an underground liquor store on the back street of Kitachiju, Fujiku-ku, Tokyo, has a secret basement. Moving a wine bottle disguised as interior, placed in the cupboard at the far back of the floor, unlocks and the shelf slides sideways. If you give your password to the steel door ahead of you down the spiral staircase that showed up there, the door opens with voice recognition and a secret basement floor appears.

It is a so-called secret base. It is the base of the activities of Heavenly Lighting, a secret society that fights the darkness of the world.

The secret base has a monitor room, equipment room, training room, etc., and is stocked with enough food to allow ten people to cage in the castle for ten days. but I haven't applied to the bureau. It was a violation of Gingin's Building Standards Act because there were no windows connected to the ground for lighting and ventilation. Ventilation ducted and ventilated, and most importantly, if I applied, the secret base would become a base that wasn't a secret... There are swords and firearms in the supply room that haven't been applied for yet... No, I think it would be okay to find them even if they were stuck with the police, but sometimes I get anxious. But I'm going to do it because it's too much fun to have a secret base in the basement.

Shoutaku Takahashi, a freshman in private high school, is also one of the people who loves underground secret bases. I just want to say boys high school students who are everywhere normal in name and personality, dye their hair bright red (against school rules), wear bright red patterned shirts under their uniforms (against school rules), jalajara hang lighters and chuckamans (against school rules), light and suck chocolate cigarettes (against school rules), believe in the truth and the dots of fire (not against them), the protagonists of juvenile comics or boys high school students like bad frames. Until the summer of my second year of secondary school, I can't believe that I was a regular boy student everywhere. I can't even believe he's a skilled freezer who looks and acts like he's going to use so much flames. People have history.

Well. The season is winter, when Christmas songs pour out into the city. Shota-kun trained in psychic abilities in the underground secret base training room for Yig. They've been training refrigerated beams lately so that they can be put out without the aid of PSI drives.

Shota-kun's freezing capability range is 5m, but by converging and controlling the enhanced capability on the PSI drive, he can produce a freezing beam with a range of several hundred meters. Range length is strength. Humanity hunted mammoths with throwing spears, and bows and arrows were the stars of the battlefield for thousands of years. If you can attack safely and unilaterally from afar, that's the best part.

I looked emotionally and remotely at Shota-kun, who was passionately training while turning the training room into a world of extreme cold, about 200 degrees Celsius, polishing the wine glass placed on the pedestal at the counter of Tianyado.

I've been leaving Heavenly Lights for the last six months or so pretending to have lost most of my memory and power. My power is linked to the darkness of the world, so the darkness of the world that strikes humans has not emerged while I have been weakened. But I was resurrected the other day, and so was the darkness of the world. The days of the battle against the darkness of the world begin again.

While there was no darkness in the world, Xiangta-kun and Langhua, the Tianzhao student group, were striving to improve their academic performance. The battle against the darkness of the world runs at night and is so busy. I failed my exams and jobs because I was fighting the darkness of the world, won't be stylish. More exciting events than my return to Heavenly Lights. Tochigi was studying for us beforehand so that we could skip a little bit in preparation. Seriously, I can't get my head up for Tsuki who follows me to these places.

He wasn't just studying, he was also studying society. Shota-kun went to Shinagawa Thermal Power Plant for a workplace tour, and Langhua went to Myanmar's Big Buddha Establishment Volunteer. He seems to be improving his academic skills and virtues. Above all. When I was in high school, I had no goals or anything in my life.

But the world turns without me, and I miss you a little bit. That's why I'm back. I'm gonna have a lot more fun turning the world around.

And so to speak.

The first shot of the event early in the return of Heavenly Lights, we will be in the introductory scene!

Shota-kun finished his workout and opened up Ig, who had left his hold in anticipation of timing and with his mind, as he gooped out of the room with his hands in a difficult face. Ig ran a little in front of Shota-kun and walked into the half-open door of the supply room at a glance.

"Hey, hey, hey"

Shota-kun rushes after it and enters the room. The equipment room is usually closed because of the storage of dangerous materials such as firearms and PSI drives. I have no idea who did it, but I forgot to close it so my prank lover Common Marmoset went in. Come on. Oh, my God.

"Igoo! Come out -! Because I'll give you one chocolate ciga! Because he's a good boy!

Shota-kun, speaking as he peered between the shelves lined up in the supply room, found Ig squirming under the shelves in the corner of the room.

"What are you doing, let go, ha-ha-ha"

Shota-kun catches a small body and pulls it, but Ig holds the pillars of the shelf and won't let it go. Shota-kun's sense of smell doesn't tell him. He's licking a special sap blend syrup that's carefully formulated so Ig can tell. Shota-kun only knows that small animals are meant for something.

I missed the timing again, and the moment Shota-kun's elbow hit the shelf, I sounded the switch and moved the shelf with my mind. Behind the shelves, what a dim room that leads further back......! This is the secret section of the underground tavern's secret base, which is not on the drawings! I've been working hard on it for five days now!

Let your mind act so that it doesn't seem unnatural from the hands of Shoutaku, who was taken aback, to get Ig out. Ig follows the scent of sap into the secret compartment vigorously.

"Mmmm... mmmmm...! No... this... you have no choice. Force majeure."

Shota-kun follows Ig into the secret compartment with excuses for bumps, excitement and hindsight. Well, you care. You're going in, aren't you? I get it. You want to go in as long as you have an excuse to go in a no-access compartment except for the people involved. If this was Langhua, you were right to stir Shota-kun's curiosity up by feeding Ig because he would first make a common sense response to check around Mr. Kiki and decide whether to go in or not.

Dim rooms have no air conditioning and are terribly quiet due to soundproof walls. The shelves line up just like the supply room, but the items on display are scallops. Rusty, needle-stopped pocket watch. Beautiful herd blue large plate. A missing pot with a unique pattern that emerges. An oversized black pearl placed on a deep red cloth. Gold necklace embedded with colorful large gems. A coarsely shredded wood-carved whistle. A wand wrapped around a shriveled plant. Marble cat statue. It has a total value of 700,000 yen "something like that".

There is no special power or history, but there is a mystical atmosphere with the help of a different kind of quiet than being a hidden secret compartment. It was about time, so I stopped polishing my wine glass and sneaked my footsteps and headed to the secret compartment while wrapping and holding oxygen-mixed vaporized gasoline with my mind.

Shota-kun has completely forgotten to look for Ig and is fascinated by the likes of it displayed with his mouth half-opened. Especially the stripped knife with the decorative string on the bell was not sure whether to take it or not for a few minutes.

... take it... take it... take it... you want to touch it... touch it...

As he stood in the shadow of the door and sent his thoughts, Shota-kun finally touched the knife. At that moment, I protected all the fake artifacts and room walls, Ig and Shota-kun, including the knife, with a barrier, and super-compressed, ignited and freed oxygen-mixed vaporized gasoline. Make an explosion. From Shota-kun's point of view, it should look like a knife exploded.

Booming explosions and blowing blasts, rising black smoke. The shelves in the room blew up unscrupulously.

It was a sudden event, but Shota-kun's reaction was excellent. I didn't have to put up a barrier to protect myself from the explosion by expanding the absolutely frozen wall Eternal Guard Blizzard fast. This is not the case without serious training in the immediate application of psychic powers.

Come to think of it, Shota-kun has been awake to psychic powers for two years and three months. What a human being. He just eats and sleeps. His body grows up on its own, but he doesn't grow up in places like this unless he works out. Looks like we're about to be alone, Uncle. Glad to hear it. That mediocre Shota-kun has become so splendid.

While the aftermath of the explosion did not cool, I sprinkled smoke with my mind and appeared at the entrance.

"You should have been off-limits."

"Horse. Master"

Making a majestic voice and saying it, Shota-kun untied his defense and scratched his head uncomfortably.

"Shh, excuse me, master. Something broken...? Explosion? I blew it up. I just touched it. I didn't do anything weird."

…………

"Beh, I'll pay you back. Forgive me."

"It's not necessary."

"What? …… what?

Shota-kun peeled his eyes when I pointed to a bunch of intact artifacts that were lost in the shelf wreckage. I don't care what you think. It was an explosion on a scale that broke. That freaks me out. I can crack a pocket watch or whatever, I just dropped the pot that was originally missing instead of exploding. Yet it is somewhat unusual that the tin is intact, although it is attached.

"Oh, you protected it with your mind"

"…… no. Let me explain. Up."

I was thrilled because it was a drawing star, but I denied it briefly, and I was surprised to retrieve the relieved ig with my mind and turn my heel back to the upper floor. This concludes the Explosion Ochi Induction Event. Later, it is time to take Langhua to the tavern space to throw an explanation to Mr. Tochigi, who will arrive. I had a bigger mouth than I had before I left, but when I suddenly started talking, my character broke. I had no choice.

"Sasuke traveled around the world to fight the darkness of the world."

Tochigi, a twelve man sitting at a table in Tianyando, began to tell that to Shoutaku with Langhua, who would magically sit face-to-face. Ig has gotten a little burnt away from me and Shota-kun, climbing into the ornamental plants in the corner.

"I've been searching for artifacts and collecting them. It's the special control compartment in the back of the storeroom."

"Artifacts?"

Mr. Kuchigi nodded at Langhua's companion.

"Yeah. Mr. Baba said Sasuke was the oldest psychic, but that's not accurate. According to the literature, the psychic has disappeared many times since ancient times. There are times in history when there are psychics and times when there are no psychics. The cause is unknown, but only one thing is certain. When the psychic appears in the world, the use of mind is always the first to awaken in every age. In that sense, it's not a mistake to describe Sasuke as the oldest. And artifacts are relics of psychic powers left behind by old psychics."

"Was it? I didn't know."

Was it? I didn't know... No, you're lying. This? Sounds real enough to believe me. Artifacts, right? I wish it had existed. I have no choice but to make it up. It's sad.

"So, why does something like that explode? Like, there was a cakera of fire truth in it?

"It's a rampage of hidden unstable forces. Artifacts are dangerous when they touch the breadth. That's why I was isolated."

"Dangerous when touching the breadth?

At the end of Shota-kun's surprised gaze, Ig was playing with a chain of rusty pocket watches that seemed to creep at some point. It's not a diversion. It's touchy.

Monkey Tu! Don't let the setup collapse right after you explain the setup!

"……… some things are not dangerous. It's safe to have something with a steady secret power."

Nice cover!

"You mean all the dangerous stuff, right? Shouta is always careless. The hidden compartment means there's only one reason to hide it. I don't normally go in. Get proper permission to come in."

"Uh, uh, I don't want to hear a sermon."

"Is that so?"

"I don't want to hear more about Memorial Buddha. Hey, why are you looking unhappy? Oh, yeah, I'm gonna change the story, but no, it won't? Is that it, or in short, the master went to Seven Lengths Island to collect artifacts and let it explode and bust the island? I see, that does suck. I'm going to quarantine you."

Shouta-kun is convinced to put his arms together and nod. It's not the same. But let's not deny or affirm it. If we hit each other as hard as we could, it exploded or something. Talk about it being better that way.

As I grinned in my heart at the unexpected mistake, Mr. Tsuki summed up the conversation.

"The power of the artifact is varied, and I'm in the process of 'making time' analysis, but theoretically there's got to be an artifact somewhere that erases the darkness of the world. You can't fight the darkness of the world forever, can you? We need to find a radical solution somewhere. Sasuke and I saw the solution artificially. That's why I'm looking for artifacts."

"Too dangerous to leave it to you?

"We're growing up, too, aren't we? I just stepped on it, though. Let me help you find the treasure. You already have the power."

Langhua takes over the words, Shota-kun continues. Me and Mr. Tsuki looked at each other and smiled. Talk fast.

"Then I'll take care of the next artifact hunt."

"Let me do it"

"I got it."

They nodded forcefully.

Good.

Did I tell you that?

All right, we've received your announcement to participate in the event. Start fabricating ancient ruins where artifacts sleep!