Genocide Reality

Pack gold coins and items full of backpacks and climb to the upper floor early enough.

The rucksack I have is infinite storage so I can theoretically put in as many as I want.

The weight only gets heavy for that matter, but that's why I'm working out. Drink all the streng-spotion that increases your physical strength and go strong.

Actually, gold is nearly three times heavier than iron. As a result, even if strength is drugged up (doped), it moves slowly.

"Well, that's the only thing you can do when you go up there."

There are plenty of enemies out there, but for me waving my strongest wild knife, "Isolated (Solitude)," a mutton fish smashed with a touch of armor sleeve.

It's perfectly fine to be inhibited from moving by a heavy rucksack every time you go up the hierarchy.

"Intermediate (Middle) Flame (IA) Flying (Foy)!

Mana could afford it, and it's an intermediate (middle) flameball (fireball) that's been able to shoot without fail, and a bunch of enemies are extinguishing charcoal in an instant.

No, I don't even have to use a knife anymore, like a cobolt or an oak. I can even knock it down by playing the sword rusted with a fist with a leather glove on it and beating it down the side.

I look forward to seeing how ranked I am at the shrine.

By the way, even if you are weaving a "Diminish Cloak" from the top, throw away the hard leather armor that reached the endurance limit and equip it with a set of steel armor that the boss on the third floor was wearing.

Light equipment can be bought again, and the balance between defense and weight is a formula for taking steel armor to a souvenir to Setsuki.

I climbed up to the ground floor smoothly, and soon I was on the steps that it was the city, and Usher, who was walking side by side, stopped pitterly and issued a warning.

"Sir, please wait. Ahead...... two blocks away in the big hall, full of humans and some kind of loud calling mass. Death doesn't want us to fight."

Usher says so with her long rabbit ears stretched out with a pean. It doesn't sound like anything to me, but Usher seems to have a good hearing.

I see, did those ears have that advantage?

Because the usa ears, which are as long as the big breasts in vain, are still caught in the labyrinth door and out of the way.

If I don't have a good hearing, I'll have an ear for what.

"Hmmm shut up...... even if they say so, this place is going to be so far away when we bypass it"

"Do you forcibly break through, sir?

Is it such a momentum that we cannot get through without going?

It's a relatively safe ground floor, and it's within assumed boundaries for students to wander around, but it's troublesome to get caught up in any kind of noise.

But I can't help but stop here, so I nod to Usher and move on.

As the hall approached, I could hear the hustle and bustle that many humans were calling out in my ears.

I go into the big hall, and from what I can tell, there's a group of about fifteen people on my left, and a group of eight people on my right. Everyone pokes their weapons at each other, intimidating them, and a touch of immediate tingling air.

Of course we're all our students. I guess it's a combative labyrinth expedition because it's so armed.

"No more schools, no more student councils, no more! We're sick and tired of the way you guys do!

"Now would be the time when we can't fight without everyone working together. Why don't we go back to our original world together?"

The crowd of those with large numbers is led by Vice Chairman Nanakai, a battle group of leaders, on the other hand, a blonde long-haired long-haired, wearing an iron helmet like a chimpy collapse with cheekbones, wielding a long sword and shouting.

I wonder if you're fighting each other over a difference in policy. I don't know what's going on, but apparently it's come at the worst time.

"Isn't that Mahatma Wataru!

"Whoa, Masaki-kun, where have you been?"

Both Shuichi Nanakai and the blonde long-haired noticed this way.

Also, a fucking trouble?

I can't remember very well, but the blonde long-haired could have been the same f-group guy as me.

I can't remember my name, but you seem to know my face.

"It's my adventure home from downstairs, I just want to go to the city, and it doesn't matter, so I'll let you through."

I can take Usher. As I tried to get through avoiding the disputing group, a pair of eights led by a blonde helmet came around laughing at Niyanya.

A fat giant man armed with an iron torso opens his hand to intimidate me in front of him with a big battle axe.

"Oh, come on, I have to let you through!"

A blonde long-haired man in an iron helmet and a hundred-piercing fat man like Li Shi advanced before me with an unpleasant mockery.

These guys are harder equipped with iron than the Seven Seas group.

Probably getting stronger there. The oak on the ground floor is now lightly defeatable, and I guess I earned it and put some money into my gear.

So you think you're overconfident, and you're feeling bigger.

"Hey, Makoto-kun, you've got the money back from downstairs." "Makoto-kun, I didn't care about you from before. Die Ye!" "Give us our share, you can take whatever woman you want with you."

The screams of the cuss who verbally proclaim. Shut up and I don't know what's going on, but who was the guy who lost it from behind and told me to die by name?

If you don't stick with your buddies, half the people who can't even say what they want will throw up.

"Listen, you mutts, listen carefully! This rucksack is full of gold, but you guys don't have a penny to give me scum!

I gave him a bash.

... or I thought these guys were really stupid. Most of you are from the same stupid class as me anyway, but I can hear you going to school.

Do you take hostile action even though you went out of your way to teach him "I came up from the bottom floor" so that my strength could be predicted?

If this is just us and the blondes, two to eight, we can still misunderstand that we can take them down if we just look at the numbers and surround them.

What are you gonna do with more enemies on the side when you're hostile to a larger group of Seven Seas than you guys?

The blonde longhairs, they really don't think anything about it. Here, hostility with me is an unlikely choice.

Choose that unlikely option flat. I can't tell you things because of my incredible incompetence.

Even though it's still a thin sweet ground floor level, where did the vigilance go, even you guys would be going through a fight that risked your life and death.

Is it possible that the enemy is still unconditionally weaker than ourselves or that kind of sweet idea?

Is this the normal high school student?

Idiots have to die or they won't heal.

It's not worth killing these idiots, but if you're gonna get in my way, I'm gonna have to show you the difference in power.

The moment I put my hand on the knife pattern, I wondered if I could swing even a machete and blow him away at once.

The fat guy in front of me, who was staring at me and intimidating me, blew up beautifully and disappeared from my sight. Subsequently, the blonde longue helmet also disappeared from view.

"What?

At a moment when I couldn't even react, a boy student who stood in front of me was instantly blown to the wall.

Instead, Usher stands in front of me with a good face, poking her sneaky feet out of her skirt and standing guarded.

Like an arrow released from a squeezed bow, a high leaping wooser kicked the two heads as they rotated in the air......?

Even I chased him with my eyes at critical speed, and he said he made me kick them both in the ass at once.

I didn't even know if I'd kicked it, because of the long apron dress skirt that fluttered through the universe, sometimes it was hard to see the movement of my legs.

A cute skirt with frills acted like an aikido, but what kind of kung fu is this?

"It's the Lunar Flow Dust Leg (Uzutsuru - Ujinchaku)!

"Do you have a proper genre and move-name?"

What mysterious martial arts.

When Usher jumps quickly, he steps on the back of a boy student who is falling down in a gutter with such expressions as ruthlessness itself.

Goggles, something crumbled.

Probably some bone in my body smashed and scattered. This guy, we have to stop him. He's seriously going to kill him.

"These guys are trying to get rid of my husband right now, Masita. You're a bad guy, you can kill a bad guy."

"Don't listen to me after you step on it, Usher. Stop it, don't kill me!

Seriously (seriously), I rush to stop Usher trying to stab Todome. The people who surrounded me said they were about to get their people killed, but they were upset.

I know it would be too overdefensive, but should I do this much intimidation?

The first must-win move to mow your opponent's wars.

Brilliant, but it makes me feel subtle when they do my creed first.

"You're amazing, the iron armor is completely dented."

I think the guys who got kicked up to the wall by Usher are just passing out by the shock of hitting their heads hard against the wall. But it could be a little nasty to have dally blood coming out of your mouth or nose.

If I'm in a bad place to hit you, this is normal death, right? Without iron equipment, he would have died instantly.

Cheap stuff, hard and brittle iron armor, like I've been selling in the store since the beginning, but it should have had the strength to withstand beating me with a sword instead of being pretty heavy.

The armor is shaking loudly as if he had been beaten many times with a blunt instrument, just kicked in the foot by Usher. If it's a bad hit, a kicking move that will cut your life in an instant.

The attack launched by the little Usa Ear girl flying would have been due to the fact that it was too powerful.

Both sides, who were arguing in the Great Hall, are silent, swallowing their spits and watching over us.

Now that the noise has stopped, it turns out to be O'Rei.

While I was in the dungeon, even I was a little scared when I was shown for the first time the strength of Usher, who had been heavily discouraged behind me.

"Wolf, there's nothing else you can do, Death, but the rank of a warrior is the militant of the inferior Normal (Roman Star). What Death?"

Tantantly, the huge titted rabbit rolls out a sharp fist that shrugs and wind-cut noises specially while stepping into small pieces on the spot like a boxer.

Along with the long rabbit ears, the large, elastic breasts that poke the apron up from the bottom are also swaying with yusa yusa.

How can such power come out of its small body shape and its laid-back hands and feet?

Is it anything because it's a game?

"Master class..."

Come to think of it, even Usher was a member of a party that had reached the sixth basement.

If you are an avant-garde member, it is not surprising that you have reached that rank. If you're a militant, you can also understand why you were hand-to-hand.

But it's too surprising that a girl in an apron dress is in an avant-garde position.

I thought I was a magician or a monk on my own because I'm not dressed for battle. In Genoria, it's better not to judge your strength by its appearance.

Although ninjas and militants say that the equipment should be lighter, I wonder if the apron dress is limited.

Anyway, thanks to the great work of the militant Usher, I can somehow get through the contention.

I don't think you took my active scene.

When I ramble around here, this time I might get entangled in a bunch of people trying to get to the mighty. Strength is less trouble than keeping it hidden as much as possible.

Like Usher, it might be the best way to avoid trouble to instinctively make you feel bad if you are involved in this unexplained creature (rabbit).

The result of this procedure was Aurai. Nice big tit rabbit, I'll give you a compliment.

"Hey, hey you guys! Just give me a minute."

Shuichi Nanakai, a character who doesn't read the air, shook his courage and hung over here. But I ignore that and move on with my rucksack on my back, and no one can pull it off because Usher intimidates me with a rabbit punch that cuts shrubs and skies.

Let's just get out of here. Anyway, there's nothing for the people who are hanging out in the city.

It's been a long time. How much will I shake? The light of the sun slipping through the glass on the ceiling is dazzling.

"But I'm worried about Seki's students being so rough with each other."

"I wouldn't have to worry."

Out of nowhere, Kumiko Kujo (lottery cucumber) appeared.

It's been a long time since this guy's been here, but I couldn't feel any sign of him approaching me.

"Maybe it's covert (hiding). I couldn't feel any signs..."

I'm also a top samurai rank.

Hidden shapes that mislead that vision, no matter how low the ninja, are too sneaky.

"Yeah. Sounds like that kind of skill. I became a ninja, so I could walk in secrecy normally."

"Medium Shinobi... Right"

I give it back with a flat gesture, but I was heartily surprised. Absolute banditry to the top, or even a ninja can use an unruly level of 'Walk Hidden' skill.

Signs are difficult to detect until close range is approached. If you are bad, you may not notice until you are attacked.

I mean seriously Kumiko, so I guess I was well trained, but that's the kind of unruly level of skill I have with Nakanino. Upper floors have no enemies.

I'm a ninja having difficulty raising just that, but Kumiko ranks up too fast.

No, wait. Kumiko was a senior from the start, so no matter how hard you say it is to get up, is the accumulation of experience different from mine?

I've got a lot of experience too, so I might be able to rank it up.

I need to go to the shrine right away.

"More than that, the worry is the line over here. Wataru-kun hasn't been out of my sight for the last eight days and 23 hours. I've been looking for you!

I'm sorry about that.

I'm not sorry at all, but that's what I said once.

Has it been so many days since I dived already?

"And yet, what is Bunny Girl's defeat with this unpleasant meat hanging from her chest with Wataru?"

"This guy..."

"The eagle is Death, the wife of Master Wataru. You are my husband's death!

Faster than I could answer, Usher let the word punch.

Kumiko screams, still in a grumpy face, glaring further at her eyes and stretching her expression.

"I'm Wataru-kun's first match!

"Boo, what the hell are you talking about!

"Huh? Wataru-kun and I kissed first. You did! Take my first time away from me, and I'm not saying I forgot."

"Oh, well. What, that's what you mean"

Don't put it in a misleading way, you'll be in a hurry.

Either you took the first kiss, or it feels like you took it, but it's certainly not something you can't say.

I wondered if it would be a fight with a buying word in the selling word, and Usser has a stunned look on his face for some reason.

"... I'm a weasel wife, and I haven't had you kiss me yet, Death."

They noticed the crap.

When Kumiko heard about it, she tongued in frustration.

With Usher staring at him, he took Kunai out of his nose and suddenly threw it at him.

Kunai cutting off the sky and flying -.

The blade (if you do it) thrown by the eye on Usher's big chest falls to the ground with the potpourri just before it hits.

Suddenly it's an imitation of what, Kumiko!

I'm surprised, but Usher grinned her jaw with a little foolish face.

"Ahahahaha, skinny brainless people! You can't act negative in the city, Death. You don't even know that, Death."

"I know that. Waste of meat, rabbit. That's a warning that you can kill anytime you want, you bitch!

Kumiko, that's not a warning, it's a declaration of war.

And yours, that's combat, not women's power.

"Wait, wait, you guys, stop the skirmish!

Why do you have to arbitrate like I'm the hectic Lanobe protagonist?

I can't attack you all over the city, so you can leave me alone, but if they kill each other in the dungeon, I'm in trouble.

Don't argue for me - or it's a sexually evil heroine through a heckling protagonist.

Given the extreme personality (character) of these dumb women who compensate for this lack of women's power with combat, there's no reason not to stop them because they could seriously duel.

"Hey Kumiko, by the way! Why do you have Kunai?"

You asked me to force the bad air to deceive you, but even I was really curious.

Ninja-only weapon Kunai is a much more powerful throwing weapon than a throwing knife.

Valuables available on the middle floor but with low incidence.

A fine category of rare items.

With that said, Kumiko is wearing a clasp (ring mail).

This is also a light and sturdy piece of equipment that we don't sell in the city. It's as good a gear as I want, but you pull this guy's item too hard.

"I found it in a chest when I went to the fourth floor to find Wataru, who was gone."

Well, this guy has some untracking skills, so can he fish for a chest I can't open?

How many stories are there on the fourth floor even though I don't know anything about Genolia?

No, did you ask that Lord Moja about the offensive information?

If you do, the others are on the first floor fighting level, but you're way out of step.

Could it be that Kumiko also plays solo?

If I thought Olesama was the strongest, I would hate it if Kumiko had pulled me out.

"Anyway, I'm going to the shrine!

I'm sick and tired of Woosser and Kumiko hanging out. I can't hang out with these skirmishes, it's more of a shrine than that.

I don't like being below Kumiko, I don't like being below Kumiko...

I want to rank up, I should rank up.

Even I should be able to rank up.

Going to the shrine, I laid my hands on your gemstone in prayer.