Bijo to Kenja to Majin no Ken

It was a sight that doubted its own eyes.

My home is on the side of the city's Love Hotel.

What are you hiding, a condo that I contracted because I was attracted to the low rent. It's a conceited atmosphere, and it's quite stylish - but somehow the place isn't nice.

If I live in a place like this, I can no longer resist walking in the middle of Love Hotel District as a side effect.

Nevertheless, there is nothing backwards, even if I, who am single, have met “someone in the company” there.

Yes, I thought...

- It was almost midnight that I picked up dinner at the end of the company and felt comfortable on my way home with the help of alcohol.

I decided to take a short cut home on the route through the middle of Love Hotel District. It's a road I won't take except the day I eat and go home, but I'll be at home sooner, no matter if it takes a few minutes to get through here.

When I bowl it down with someone at the company - every time I go through here, I just think about that a little bit.

However, I have simulated that idea many times because I think it is unlikely that it will happen.

That's why I put my arms around him and looked at a group of men and women walking in harmony that day and doubted my eyes.

"Kamada to General Manager Kuki?"

Even if I meet someone at the company, there's nothing to fall back on...

That's what he said, but the action he took was to “hide himself”.

I feel sorry for myself and my bitterness leaks into the action I have taken.

- Definitely, what you see across the street from me walking is a woman boss of age (assuming) who gets ten digits into the "five" in rounding - Manager Kuki and Kamoda in my period.

Because I'm twenty-eight this year, if Kamoda isn't playing college and staying old, he must be the same age. If so, an age difference close to that of the parent and the child exists between the two.

The place where they came out, by the way, is where they hang the words "you were looking forward to". I accidentally looked at it twice and confirmed it, but there's no doubt where it came from.

I - if I didn't know what “happened” at the company today, I would have immediately put the sight in front of me in my chest. Whatever your age or position, it's because you don't want to put a kettle on free love.

But linking what happened at the company today to the sight in front of me - I can't say anything about it, it makes me feel mocked.

So what do we do?

But I regret not noticing this communication.

- At my company today, Kamoda, who did not have a good sales record, was announced to be promoted to manager.

It was Manager Kuki who pulled him up. Honestly, not only me, but many people in the company, why Kamoda? He must have given me the question mark.

Of course, I don't want to think this is the reason.

But I can't even tell you not to associate this with me.

I enter a narrow alley where I usually don't walk, feeling unspeakable.

If I walked straight down the street without entering the alley, it was likely that Manager Kuki and Kamoda would have noticed my presence.

Of course, as I said earlier, I don't have any hindsight for myself when I'm noticed.

But I felt that it was better for me to avoid it.

- What happens if we bowl it together?

Will Director Kuki make me feel soft? What will Kamoda do? It's about the warped character guy. In some cases, they might come and crush me. - No, it can be the other way around. What if they told me to sit in the ground and somehow keep it a secret? Am I going to accept that?

- Given all that, it's a pain in the ass to settle into any pattern.

That's why I decided to hide myself. You should try to hang up the facts (cards) that come to light somewhere in the best place. And I'm sure that's not here.

The alley, which was too dark, was difficult simply to walk.

A place called Love Hotel Street Alley is not in a busy state to be honest.

Worst of all, the alley was loaded with luggage and garbage the harder it was to advance its legs.

As for the direction, if we get through here, we should be close to home - but we suddenly entered the alley from a bright street, so it's hard to get a good night's eye.

I also noticed that I would wait until I got used to the darkness in this place, so I gently and carefully went forward on my feet.

I'm no longer sure why I'm walking with Kosokoso here. But I kept walking in the narrow alley with the power of alcohol.

It was then.

The ground in the back alley, not even a few steps away from me, emitted a sudden white light.

The whole ground is closer to being an intense source of light than some particular object glowed.

My eyes were slowly getting used to the dark by walking in the alley, but this light completely lost my eyesight.

"Whew!!

I thought it was a pitiful, poorly dressed voice.

But the amount of light makes me wonder if I'm going to explode even with a bomb.

I've never wanted to actively choose my place of death before, but I'm sorry to die of being painted in rubbish behind a Love Hotel.

I panicked and tried to circumvent what was happening on the spot.

But that's the enemy, and I'm completely taken off my feet by my underfoot luggage.

As a result, he stuck his head out unnecessarily and fell forward like a head sliding.

"- What!

I heard a strange man. I don't know what kind of object I have, but I feel like I've hit my head.

With my eyes still white, I couldn't understand what was happening to me, but I felt like my body was floating violently and sinking in.

And - I lost consciousness with a scream that wasn't even in the pattern -.

There is a tingling, stinging pain in the cheek.

"- Hey, how long have you been asleep?"

The voice was clearly perceptible.

There is also pain in the cheeks, and it is well judged that the perceived voice belongs to a man.

I have the impression that my voice is wrinkled. Perhaps - the owner of this voice is not young.

"- Are you staying awake?

Stand up and listen to me. "

I open my eyes slowly, guided by my voice.

By not showing anything in his open eyes, he came up with reasons such as not being used to the night's eye or his eyes being sumptuous. But after a little time, nothing is showing up in my eyes.

Apparently, there was no reason to be unfamiliar with the brightness, or the fact that her eyes were sumptuous.

All around, the darkness reigns.

But just because I'm opening my eyes doesn't change the fact that it's dark when I close my eyes. - In short, whether you open or close your eyes, you can't see anything in the dark.

The space seems to have up and down, and I also feel the presence of the floor. I was thought to be falling asleep in that position.

I have nothing. When I lay my hands on the dark floor, I wake up and sit on a horseradish.

It was too dark to create the feeling of being floating in the universe in my body. I can't perceive the breadth of my space at all.

"- Well, fine."

The voice was heard from my left. I look to my left as my voice directs me.

There was an old man who had accumulated a white beard he had never seen before.

A deep wrinkle is engraved on his face, and if he guesses his age, he seems to be well over seventy years old. Her hair is crispy, but the colour is white.

And the unusual thing would be that the old man would appear to be sitting on one knee in the dark with nothing.

Whatever you look at it, it just looks like it's floating in the universe. I feel my triple tube starting to get confused.

The old man asked quietly, making sure I looked him in the eye.

"Do you know what's going on here?"

"- No."

Look around, but it's really dark.

But it's in there, and only the old man and I look bright and tinted, as lighted up by an invisible light source.

I do feel like I'm sitting on the floor. But neither me nor the old man lighted up, there is no shadow. From that point of view, this must have been a special space. Because - next time you have to see if you are “awake” properly.

"Fine. You don't have to try to understand, so listen to me.

- First of all, this is not the world where your Lord lived.

There is no such thing as a different world.

Strongly speaking, it falls between the world and the narrow world. "

"The narrow space between the world and the world -"

They ask me absurd stories.

The words you hear and the feelings you feel in your body are real.

While all five senses are clear, if this is a dream, then there is another sense of surprise.

I thought of listening to the old man in front of me rather than how I saw the space.

It may not have been a big decision if this was a dream.

But in the unlikely event that this is not a dream - we thought that whether or not we could get a good deal of information here could have a big impact in the future.

The old man keeps talking to me.

"Non is a messenger of Clancy God. I was about to move from the world where the Lord lived earlier to the world of Florence.

In the meantime, the magic team fell into the narrow space of the world and the world because the Lord had eaten his head in the buttocks of Non. "

Aside from the circumstances in which I was placed, I'm about to blow it out unexpectedly.

I thought I poked my head at something, but more importantly, I didn't know I was an old man (grandpa) 's ass -.

Anyway, behind the Love Hotel, I'd definitely ask you to give me a break to head over to the old man's ass and die. But I just want to get back to the original world safely at all costs than this has happened -.

"I see...

I had the feeling that I punched my head in something I wasn't sure about, but was that your ass? "

"Don't tear it up.

- It was avoided if it was also intentional, but it was too unexpected and inevitable. "

The word "intent to kill" somewhat creates a disturbing atmosphere.

I decided to try to rebuild the story and run into some simple questions so that I could shake off the disturbing air.

"So - how am I supposed to get out of here? If you wake up, you can go back to normal, or whatever."

That said, the old man in front of me laughed niggly.

"It's not impossible to get out of the confines of this world, but there's something I need to do before that."

The old man's grin is not a good grin for the excess. Somehow, with a bad feeling, I asked the old man in front of me.

"Can you tell me what I need without blurring?"

"There is only one thing I want you to promise me to the Lord.

- I don't want you to tell anyone that you met Noon in this space. "

I thought it was helpful with relatively plain content - I told it like it was nothing.

"I don't think so."

"- That's not true, but Noon is a little suspicious.

If I may, I want to make a “magic" promise to your Lord. "

I didn't seriously expect to hear the word "magic" or anything like that, I repeated the word to ask back.

"Magic? Is magic an alley? Spell, fire or explosion -"

An old man laughs at my words unexpectedly.

"That's right, that's right.

The magic.

- There will be no fire or explosion, but there will be a "constraint” that will prevent the Lord from talking about the "the" or this space. "

To that extent - I don't think so, but it's not a pleasant story to be treated that I honestly don't understand.

Gradually, the old man began to say things that bothered him when he saw me, who was slowly becoming a stranger to dreams and reality, but didn't really care to ride.

"Even though the magic of constraint is merely a constraint, it is a form of contract (contra).

Contracts (Contracts) are meant to get consideration for what you offer, so instead of being constrained, you can get one ability "

"Ability?"

"Dear Left,

You can acquire abilities that you cannot imagine in the Lord's world.

- The ability to run faster than anyone, for example. Plus the ability to have more magic than anyone else.

Knowledge and clairvoyance more than anyone else. "

"And clairvoyance!?

Keywords for a man's romance. - Uh-huh. "

- No, wait, wait.

I just saw the nakedness of the ladies, and I just can see it. Then on the contrary, isn't it a biocide?

- The only option I could choose here was to be constrained or not.

If you weren't subjected to the magic of constraint, there is a risk (risk) that the old man wouldn't let me out of this space in the first place. If this is a dream, it has nothing to do with such dangers (risks), but if it wasn't a dream, I can't even see it.

On the contrary, if you were subjected to the magic of constraint, the old man would most likely get me out of this space.

And if this is a dream, there won't be any problems with being constrained.

If, on the contrary, it was not a dream, it would be subject to constraints, but instead one ability and the redemption condition of being able to get out of this space would be obtained.

If you think about it, what I should pick is the option of being constrained.

If you're going to be constrained, think about it in case it wasn't a dream, and the ability to get it should be well thought out.

- The moment I thought that, for some reason, there was a face behind my brain from Manager Kuki and Kamoda.

Honestly, it's an event I just want to forget, but on the other hand, if I hadn't seen that sight, I would never have understood the real reason why Kamoda was promoted to manager.

- It's later on how we will eventually act. The question is whether you will be the first to get “information" to do the best you can.

Thinking about it, one thought that came to my mind gradually creates a definite shape.

"- Okay, I've made up my mind.

Accept constraints.

Instead, I want the ability to know the detailed state of all things, like people and things. "

When I said that, the old man looked at me and laughed niggly.

"- Well, do you think the Lord knows what it's worth?"

Is the old man's values worth the ability I thought they were?

"There are many things you can't do just to know, but there are things you can't do if you don't know"

I try to be self-derisive about my chosen abilities.

"- Got it.

In exchange for that ability, let's impose constraints primarily on you. "

That said, the old man raises his right hand and draws something like a letter in space with his index finger.

The letter unnaturally emitted its own light, shaping something like an inexplicable shape.

"- Magic - Formation?

"That's right.

Constraint and transfer from this space. "

I don't know if it's a dream anymore or not, but I honestly admired the old man who painted the magic team.

"Does Grandpa - or is he a god?

"No.

Non is nothing but a messenger of Clancy God.

Eat your head in the Lord and fail. "

An old man with a nibble and a laugh shows his teeth strangely white and aligned.

I gradually began to feel like my body was rising, surrounded by the light emitted by the magic formation.

- Same as before I came into this space. Honestly, I don't feel very good.

Seeing me surely in the light of the magic formation, the old man laughed once again niggling.

The product is just not good, but when I see that grin, I have a really bad feeling about it.

- But all this time the hunch was "centered".

"Yeah, well, I forgot to tell you one thing.

- Non is on his way from the world of the Lord to the world of Florence.

So the Lord can get out of this space, but he falls to the “Florence" side, not the world he was in. "

I was stunned by what it meant when I heard it and thought about it a little bit.

"- What? That's no way -!!"

When the intense light rises from the floor, that light tries to completely take away my sight.

The old man, who I saw just before my vision was completely taken away, had a bad grin about that product.

"Give it up.

Non said he could get out of this space, but he didn't say a word about bringing it back into the original world.

Well, from Florence, maybe we'll find a way back to the original world. "

"Son of a bitch!!

This is the dream, and if you wake up - the thought passed for a moment.

As it is, I will fall into another world without returning to my original world.

But when I tried to grab the old man, my hands cut off the sky and my consciousness faded.

I screamed again to fight it.

I don't know if that word reached the old man.

Immediately afterwards, my consciousness was completely interrupted, and I resisted and fell into the dark for the second time today -.