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

Sanjing is scheduled to go on a one-month trial course for the secret society.

For a month, use a PSI drive called Psychic Power to fight the darkness of the world, deepen interaction with the Psychics, and stop saying that humans should perish or that the Psychics should rule the world. Formally transplant the Psychic Protogroup into a Psychic.

However, if it doesn't change after a month, I will have all the unstable psychic powers that only activate through the PSI drive fall asleep again and have them return to their daily routine. In that case, it is unlikely that the opposite will be true and we will begin to mumble about the reality of Heavenly Lighting and the psychic, but Sanjing likes the psychic. First of all, there would be no such pattern.

It seems tough to change your outlook on life in a month, but you're still making concessions.

In the first place, Sanjing has been outjudged as a member of a secret society by both me and Mr. Tsuki. That's what Shigeji's suggestion gave me a single chance to cry, so it's up to San-jing to keep it alive or kill it.

Sometimes people change with just a few seconds of experience, and sometimes nothing changes after 10 years. A month seems short and long.

Well.

Sanjing can't walk around in hospital life, so she can explain the darkness of the world and the secret society against it in the hospital room in the middle of the night. Sanjing was in a state of havoc knowing that the person she rambled against was the psychic she admired, but she apologized to a lot of people.

If it's the usual pattern, after soliciting the members of the secret society, psychic training will come in, but Sanjing can't be trained because she is a fake capable person.

On the face of it, "Instead of the ability being completed at the time of awakening, the special ability person who needs a PSI drive to activate it" is asked to experience the actual battle. I want Sanjing, who has lived in a closed world before, to have more and more different experiences and think about it.

Late in the night, three days after the hospital's weird incident, the darkness (real) of the world appeared, so Shigejiri flew the car with Shota-kun and took San-jing from the hospital to the scene. A luxury German car hits an unpopular road sandwiched in a lighted-out building.

This will also be the first real battle for Shige. Shota-kun is a director. Langhua is absent because she declared that she would plant a match pump on Sanjing = she didn't like to throw up lies too much, so she wouldn't face each other.

San-jing was shrinking herself from fear of being seen through the window as she hugged a cane-shaped PSI drive in the back seat seat.

"Yes, you should still go back now... you shouldn't go outside on your own, because your mother is in danger at night."

"It's okay, I'm on it. Shigeji too. In the hospital all the time. Then you're a pinch, aren't you? Let's do something a little worse."

Shoutaku is persuasive when he puts his feet together badly, sprinkles chocolate cigarettes, and spits smoke out the window.

It's bad for my parents who think it's for Sanjing, but Shigejitsu & Shota-kun are supporting me and I'm keeping track of them with my mind, and I'm also letting them have a therapeutic PSI drive for emergencies. Your child will be returned safely, forgive me.

"You're going to go bust some bad monsters, so bad things are better than bad things."

"Is it?... Right."

"Make yourself comfortable. You need to calm down and panic or I'll do whatever it takes. You know, it's a fun story until we get to the crime scene, but, you know, I live in a hospital, and how do you always kill time? You're free, aren't you?

"I'm thinking about how to destroy mankind. Recently, I've been thinking about creating a virus that has a long latency period and a high lethality rate and a high mutation rate based on influenza. Air infection is the hardest route to avoid, and if the latency period is long, it becomes difficult to contain the virus without realizing that it has been infected."

"No, no, no."

Shota-kun was pulling on San-jing, who suddenly began to talk quickly and happily. I pulled it too. Frightening.

By the way, Shigeji was nervous about the bees, stifled his shoulders and drove forward and couldn't afford to mix in with the conversation between the two. It's practically the first real battle for Shigejitsu.

Shigeji did not lack training even while in the hospital, so she is growing up well.

It has grown 23 times and has a base force of 6189 L (6.189 °). This is a volume that holds 100 people.

Limits are also coming to gauge the foundational force by putting water up and storing & releasing it in a vast tub in the waste of a tower apartment, and I have been training for storage with air, not water, lately. It also allows for a little storm attack by sucking in and releasing the surrounding air at once.

In the application of subspace containment, transfer training is also in progress.

Shigeji can store anything that touches a black moya in a subspace. This subspace is internal (?) It can be connected, for example, by releasing a thing stored in a right-hand moya from the left-hand moya. And this Moya can be stretched or disconnected.

For the first time from the training of consciously deforming the shape of the moya, the moya is severed from the body so as to cut the clay in a thousand pieces, and it is maintained.

Then, I can release the stuff stored with my right hand from Moya, which is disconnected. You can also release the moya stored in the opposite disconnected moya from your right hand. Of course it's not just possible with your right hand, it's also possible with your nose tip, your knee kid or behind your feet.

Moreover, because Moya transmits matter, it can be stored and released by stretching Moya across the wall to slip through a similar wall.

As long as you are happy that you are growing extremely well, the question is whether you can store organisms in the Shigeji subspace. I would like to verify this carefully.

As far as barometers, component meters, cameras, and clock storage have been tried, the internal time seems to have stopped. The clock stopped during storage and did not advance the needle, and the barometer, component meter and camera did not bring back any information (useful information was available that the information was not brought back).

Storage Since the measuring device that went through liberation was working properly, the after-effects of subspace containment do not seem obvious, but we do not know yet.

Just as my nenlikin transplantation has the property of "the closer it is to the transplant source, Sapporo pestle light, the easier it is to transplant," it may also have the property of "the closer it is to the narrow space weight that is the containment source".

I can't be alarmed at all just because there was no harm in the inorganic storage. As soon as I was optimistic and took in the rats, my abilities acted weirdly, and the rats fused with shigeki and not necessarily rat shigeki.

I can't imagine what would happen if stored, especially around the same temporal spatial interferometer, Mr. Kiki. Nothing could happen, and as soon as it's stored, strange synergies could occur and be wiped off across time and space.

It will be about a month before we can start with plant containment and move on with insects, mice and monkeys to try human transfer. If things go well as they are. Anxiety.

Well, I got to the scene within my thoughts about Shigeji's old, short future. Shigejiji, who parked illegally on the shoulder of the street, got off with his cane while fixing his tie and stared sharply at the manhole that blended into the darkness of the alley.

"Evil prefers darkness whether you are a man or not, do you? It won't change forever."

My knee is laughing at me for saying something cool. It's the usual void.

No, actually, if you look at the offensive power alone, it's a level of actual battle, so it's not a vanity either.

The sewer that leads from this manhole is one of the few spots left out of Tokyo's occult lovers and intelligence surveillance network. I want Shige to achieve long-range space transfer as soon as possible before all the battle spots in Tokyo are crushed.

Shota-kun drapes the water from the water bottle on the edge of the closed manhole, freezing and expanding it and applying pressure to float. Then he put his finger on the gap where he could do it, stomped in a temper, and opened the lid away.

The tingly damp, stinky air rises loosely and snorts. The three of them trembled.

Come on, let's go in.

Though the director may have preceded him, Shota-kun scratches his head and takes half a step back.

"Shigeji, will you go first?

"See!? I don't care if you don't like it. What's wrong?"

"I only have bad memories of sewers."

The other two were tilting their necks at the bitter Shota-kun. Shota-kun, I lost in the sewer and I was dying. Has it been three years since then? I miss it.

Grab the ladder carefully with Shigeji's puffy, trembling hands at all times and slowly descend. Turn on the flashlight at the end of the descent to illuminate the area. When I made sure there was no enemy shadow, I signaled, and the other two came down.

Then he leads Shige, pinches Sanjing in the middle, and Shota-kun starts walking in a line that follows him to the temple.

Shota-kun is freaking out and his back is pulling, but this time it's not a losing Ibe, it's usually a battle, so he won't be that close. I can't let the sick Sanjing have a hard fight, and I'm done hitting Miscellaneous Fish Darkness.

In one way or another, the main purpose is to give you a taste of the extraordinary feeling of sneaking into the sewer and exploring with one hand the flashlight rather than the battle against the darkness of the world.

Sewer exploration is a common scene in movies and comics, and even though it's something anyone can do at any time if they want to, what a lot of things people don't do in their lifetime. It's a waste.

If the conversation seemed to bounce while exploring, I was thinking of launching a raid around a paragraph, but they were all silent.

Shigeji walked sarcastically with his spine firmly stretched out, seemingly fearless, but he could see that he was nervous around the absence of the usual holla talk.

Sanjing sneaks out of the hospital, and he's sneaking into the sewer and walking, just full of it.

Shota-kun is stuck with trauma.

It's boring to make them dazzle you like this, so it goes fast but raids quickly.

About ten meters forward, illuminated by a flashlight, the black software extends out of the sewage.

"You're out. Which way? You want to go to San-jing? Your PS... your psychic powers are mine... they're my type, and, uh, they're very tight, so if you hit them, you're gonna get caught in one shot."

Shota-kun, try harder acting!

"Ah, ah, ha, cancer, cancer"

Sanjing opens her eyes and stares at the darkness of the world as she scratches the sewage. Better than when we first met for not screaming or incontinence, but very unlikely to be able to fight.

That's right. The reaction is normal. Langhua, who fed her scripture punch in the first war, and Shoutaku, who went aggressively to beat her (and then lost), are special.

"Leave this place to Non. What, to this extent, compared to when you dealt with U.S. military special forces alone"

Shigejiri wraps Moya around his hands and leaves in front. Shota-kun nodded, pulling San-jing's shoulder back, and turned his flashlight into a lighter for the darkness of the world.

Shigeji's attack power is high. A subspace punch and kick around the darkness of the approaching world would be a blow. It is a digestive match.

I'll sneak around the darkness of the world up to a few meters in front of Shigeji, and then I'll bounce from there and fly away at once.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Flying into the darkness of the world, Shige exclaimed and lost his hips.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, if you're going to be vain, straighten it out to the end! What are you gonna do? You hit me on the premise of getting me knocked down, and I pushed you down! It's no fun pushing down wrinkled jizzies and sliming them!

"Siggy! Damn it, dude, can you hear me or don't move, I'll freeze it."

"Shi, let go of Shigejiji!

"Wow idiot!

Shota-kun tried to get into the cover and the semi-frequent San-jing unleashed a PSI drive containing Shota-kun's blood fuel into the darkness of the world. Absolute zero degree cold air that freezes everything winds the vortex.

I know you tried to help Shigeji, but as far as you can imagine, Shigeji is the orbit where he winds up and freezes to death. Shota-kun had to, and the PSI drive can't be clever enough to avoid shigeki and freeze only the darkness of the world.

Accidental death in a friendly fire is not funny.

I shrugged the temperature blocking barrier with my mind and avoided catastrophe. Sanjing-chan, who swung his PSI drive until he ran out of fuel in the mayhem, has been seized by Shota-kun, and Shigeji is fainted while embraced by the darkness of a frozen world.

Uh, I'm already screwed.

In a sewer that turned into a mid-winter world even though it was summer with the indiscriminate shooting of PSI drives, Shoutaku sat down side by side Shigejiji and Sanjing, who cut them out of the ice and rescued them. The cane-shaped PSI drive is confiscated by Shota-kun and rests on his shoulders.

"Me, come on, calm down, you panicked, didn't you?

"Ugh, um..."

"Yes......"

"Isn't it a catastrophe? Shigeji, if you can't, tell me you can't do it from the start."

"No, it's not impossible. It's a little too good."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! He's gonna die. Help me!

"I won't say that much! But... well... um, I couldn't. I'm sorry."

"All right."

Apparently he decided he couldn't stand the look out. Shigeji pulled back while the wound was shallow. Even a liar grandfather can't hate you because there are places like this.

"So, the three views are……………"

…………

Shota-kun called out to make San-jing reflect as well, but he still looked like he was dying and leaned down, and saw him trembling and couldn't keep going. Whatever you say will only be a chase.

Shota-kun sighed, cutting his fingertips with an ice blade, charging fuel (blood) to an empty PSI drive. And let them stand up and throw a PSI drive at Sanjing.

"The darkness of the world isn't always the same. Take it for when the second one strikes you on the way home. So, don't use it. It's easy to use the power you get. Remember not to use it.

No, I know how you feel. I know it well. You want to use it when you get psychic powers. Try freezing the pond water, deliberately putting a null wheat tea in the water bottle, taking it to school and chilling it with ability, or beating it to the darkness of the world thinking you can beat it with a -10°C frozen punch. We're losing and dying. "

Hmm.

Boulders, persuasion is different when spoken of in hands-on experiences.

"The point is, you're on track with the power of borrowing."

Hmm.

... um?

"Borrowing, stuff? Huh? Isn't this (,) my power?

Sanjing looks suspiciously at the crutche-shaped PSI drive with a frown root.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

"Yabe, no, you know what?

"Uh, that's right."

"Oh, wait, when I do, I just bled in... of the same lineage... ahh! I was fooling you! I thought it was crazy! I'm the only one who has to use the machine! I don't even feel like using my powers at all! I was lying to you!

Awwwwwwwwwwww!

Match pump collapsed!

It's too soon to find out!