Genocide Reality

Returning to 'Gardens (Gardens)' with a metastasis (Rouan), I do not see the Japanese leaves.

I only have a bad feeling.

"No way, you're not going to be in the bath again...... hey, dragon balls!

I'll try to speak up for the log house bath. No response.

I'll explore the signs inside just in case, but no one really seems to be here. You should open it and confirm it.

"Hey, I'm gonna open it"

I open the door giggly... but I wasn't inside. Right, just not.

From the bath bucket made of hinoki, the hot water is properly drained. So all of a sudden I'm diving into a hot tub and I'm popping out with Zaburn, there's no such thing as that.

That's kind of a zombie idea. I go inside, peek inside the bathtub, but I don't even mean I'm cleaning with a cool, naked look. It's not a comic book, and things like the promises of love comedy don't happen again and again.

However, the fact that the hot water is missing properly means that drains are also being made.

"The more I look at it, the better it's done..."

The bath barrel, made by cutting out wood, has a strong woody scent. Even though we have all the carpentry tools, is it something that a bunch of amateurs can make flat boards?

I think I can build a log house that's loaded with wood.

However, there must be an elaborate manufacturing technique for bath tubs that need to keep water from leaking.

If this is Setsuki with mathematical talent, it's no wonder he made it because he's originally good at design and workmanship, but I don't think it's just a job done by a family girl.

Among the dungeons it may be said that there is also a technical (skill) correction in the production system. It's a soothing fragrance with fine construction. It would be more comfortable in there than a drum can.

Here Japanese-leaf, do you take a bath every day... Speaking of which, it's like a little sweet aroma mixed in. No, you shouldn't really imagine that.

"Well, where did you really go?"

I'm not even at home.

They're building a field, so maybe they went to the woods to take care of it.

Can I go see it that far, but will I be in such a hurry?

Let's rest a little longer than that, I got a strong thirst and I approached the lake.

He shrugged the unusually clear lake surface with his hands as he heard a small waterfall sagging down in the distance.

The water feels clean and sweet against my tongue. I feel that it is an environment created by some magical strange force.

"Hmm."

It's delicious water, so I've never been over it.

If I could afford more time, I would have liked to experiment with my production-based skills like Japanese leaves.

It's like this is a good virtual reality game world.

The gamer's blood makes a fuss about how far an item can be manufactured if it can be produced freely while staying real so far.

But now, the battle against the Red Knight, Carmine Death Knight, is a prerequisite.

After all, whatever place it is, it's something I can't do what I want.

I shrugged my throat many times with my hands and saw some black shadow coming up from the bottom of a lake that looked deep green.

What... does even a giant fish jump out?

While I thought so, it grew bigger and bigger, representing Zabba and himself from within the lake.

"Dragon gall!"

Why emerge from the bottom of the lake? Are you the golden axe goddess?

Too much, I couldn't block my open mouth.

"Ah, Makoto-kun."

"Oh, come on. What the hell are you doing..."

Waterplay...... it's not.

He is holding a claw in his hand and poking at a big fish. I don't know, trout. When I wondered what happened, it was handmade of Japanese leaves with a knife wrapped around a stick. Build everything.

"Fish, I was going to feed you"

"What kind of wild did you go for a vegetarian dive to catch? At least catch it!"

In a way, the fishing rod is on the lookout. What the hell, that vitality. Are you a diverse talent for the indulgence of deserted island life?

The correction of culinary skills is such that I wonder if it will even change my personality. Japanese-leaf, who was a big character, has been active since he came here. Is it because of the changed environment and the loss of stress?

"Besides, you again... what an outfit"

"What... is that crazy? I'm wearing a bathing suit."

Even though I made a swimsuit out of cloth, Waba can still only make simple clothes.

White thin cloth is equal to just wrapped around a plump chest and groin.

Besides, it's soaking wet, so it's already completely clear. This is better if you swim naked.

Let's just say a swimsuit bra top is a hundred steps away from being sketchy. 'Cause I saw you naked earlier, and I'm not telling you anymore.

But what makes white pants look more perfectly transparent... is that they are accentuated and unnecessarily shitty.

You, the... I think I'll do something about it, but I can't point this out just beyond my tolerance anymore.

I can't tell you from my mouth for a second.

The lazy Japanese leaves don't seem to notice the very fact that they look transparent, so let's pretend I don't either.

However, I realized that I had to have a razor so that I could take care of it. Now let's buy a subtle safety razor for household goods and mix it up.

Either this is my fault for not realizing it.

"Anyway, it would be bad to stay wet. I'm in the log house, so come and get dressed."

"Yeah, well. You're talking about Nanakai-kun..."

Japanese-leaf, who was smiling, guessed, looked melancholy.

Don't look at him like that.

Waiting for me at the log house, the Japanese leaves arrived.

I wondered what I would do if I stayed in a wet swimsuit, but Waba wore a properly school-designated uniform. He combs his long hair properly and fastens his buttons firmly to the neck. The uniform is well washed and torn.

Looks like he's different from the Japanese leaves that came out of the lake earlier. When I try this, I think she might be a beautiful girl worthy of childhood training for Shuichi Nanakai.

Familiarity is important, this is a good proof of the Seven Seas. You've been thinking about it right.

I thought this would be a good idea. I want Waba to be brave about the Seven Seas.

I asked him to make me look forward to the future if possible and excite me to do my best.

"Right, if I can clear Genocide Reality and go back to school, I'll do enough to get everything back on track..."

"That means you have to lie to me."

"... right. This is restless. If I tell you, it's also a lie. This is someone's nightmare, and I don't know how good it would be if it all went back to normal with a dream och, but reality isn't so sweet. Dead people will never come back, and a broken relationship will never come back to normal."

Broken things don't work out. That's reality.

If you can take anything back, no one will be sad, and you'll always have a happy ending.

"Fine, I'll do what Makoto-kun thinks."

Usually a modest Japanese leaf said, "I'll do it for you" in strong shape.

Japanese-leaf said he was going to repay me. If I think this is the deal, I'm somewhat more comfortable with it, too.

"Perhaps the Seven Seas will keep waiting to hear from you... please"

"Well, while you're talking to Nanakai-kun, hold my hand and stay with me."

"Hey, wait a minute... what do you mean, hold my hand"

"If you were sitting across from the table, you wouldn't see Maichiro-kun in the seven seas you're talking about. Or is that scary?

If he asks, "Is there a problem?" he says, "There's a problem! I could give it back."

Even if you know it's a cheap provocation, you can't refuse it if they ask you if you're "scared".

"Yeah, no, I get it. Then I'll do it."

"Yeah, if Makoto-kun lets go... I'll stop talking there"

This guy... Are you threatening me?

I thought it would be a good courage, but it wasn't. Japanese-leaf's hand, sitting opposite the table, is shaking a little.

Even for Waba, the Seven Seas were an important childhood tame.

Even if that were in the form of the past, the past would not go away. I have to play what worried me about Japanese leaves and set me apart from the Seven Seas as if it were back to normal again at my convenience.

I realized it was me who was threatening Japanese-leaf and demanding something harsh, thinking about what Japanese-leaf had been dressed for.

Waba doesn't work with such a fucking persuasion that, for example, "many students will die if you don't brave the Seven Seas".

Because the students of the city are the ones who ignored the Japanese leaves, rejected them, abused them, and turned them into claw bouncing.

For Waba, people who don't care if they live or die. I'd rather you die, scumbags. I can't believe you did your best to help those guys, which mouth can you say?

"Dragon Dare, deceive the Seven Seas for me."

"I know. I can do it right if Mayuki is here."

This is on me. At my convenience, I use the feelings of the Seven Seas and the feelings of the Japanese leaves.

Don't forget that...... oh yeah, I forgot this one too.

"This is the" Mystical Talisman (Amulet) "entrusted to me by the Seven Seas to give me the dragon gall. This is an item with a more precious protective effect than any other in Genoa. I guess it's the heart of the Seven Seas that gives it away."

"You just have to pretend you've received the gift. You just have to look happy."

The smile of Japanese-leaf, who asked me many times to confirm it, was simply amazing.

Not the usual blurry face. He had the face of a woman who had decided to be ready to fool a man. It's distressing if I think I have to take responsibility for that.

"Um, yeah... please"

Okay, here we go.

Waba squeezed the "Mystical Talisman (Amulet)" I placed on the table and called Shuichi Nanakai's name toward the "Crystal of Farsightedness" I put on the table.

Keep holding my hand.

"Japanese-leaves... are they Japanese-leaves!

"Yeah, Nanako, it's me."

Gentle voice color of Japanese leaves.

That's why it sounds painful to me.

"Good for you, Waba, you're safe."

"Thanks to you...... no, I wonder if that's a strange way to say it to Nanakai. I'm safe because I owe it to Makoto-kun."

With that said, Japanese-leaf grabs me so tightly as to wrap my palm around it.

While I listened to the conversation between the two of them, I didn't feel like the Seven Seas would find out that I was here, but I managed to put up with it by killing my breath.

"Right, Waba... sorry. Impudent, I didn't do anything when the Japanese leaves were hard, on the contrary, because of me it suited my eyes terribly."

"Never mind anymore, it's not because of Nanako. Because even if there was something wrong with Nanakai-kun, I thought about it calmly by myself and thought I'd forgive him. Like me, Nanakai-kun had a tough time."

"Ah, Japanese-leaf... thanks"

Seven Sea Whimpers.

How thirsty did the Seven Seas thirst for the word "forgive" of Waba?

But what the hell happens when the Seven Seas find out the fact that the Japanese leaves are not really forgiving, when they realize that the word is false?

I don't even want to think about it.

By then, we'll just have to finish this dangerous game.

In a way, that's the time limit.

"Look, I got it right. A gift from Nanakai-kun. Makoto-kun told me it's an awesome item called" Mystical Talisman (Amulet) ". I'll be fine because this will protect you."

"Maybe Mayuki is still there..."

I almost had my heart stopped. Was there anywhere in the Seven Seas that you suspected?

You can't just move. The Japanese-leaf power to squeeze my hand is getting stronger and stronger, even as I run away. What is this ordeal?

Waba answered with a gentle smile towards the crystal.

"Yeah, why?

"No, I hope not."

"Makoto-kun doesn't sound a bit like you, does he? Give this to me and I'll go on another adventure."

"Right... sorry I asked you something weird. I'm worried about Japanese-leaf because I don't know what's going on with you either. I think I was getting a little nervous."

I can't see the Seven Seas on the screen from me. I just hear voices.

Conversely, you should be hearing noises in the Seven Seas, even if you can't see me. The breath of the Seven Seas made me feel as if I was exploring this situation, and I feared I might even hear a beating heart pounding.

Why is Waba so hard on me?

You won't even have to ask that. Waba is accusing me of something.

I blame you for forcing yourself to spit this cruel lie.

I guess it means to taste the heartache that Japanese-leaf would be feeling right now.

So much so, you put your strength into squeezing hands and never let me go.

No matter how hard you grip me in the soft, enveloping hands of the Japanese leaves, my hard hands shouldn't matter.

Yet the strength was terrible to my mind.

A connected hand felt like a shackle tying me with guilt.

"I'm fine. It's safe to have no monsters here, and you can see it, but there's a whole lot of stuff in the room, so I'm not in trouble with my life."

"Still, in a safe city again...... no, I'm sorry. It's fine if Waba is doing well. It's really good to hear a healthy voice."

Then I'd like you to just cut the correspondence, but I'm so glad I haven't been able to talk to you in a long time, Seven Seas doesn't try to stop the outrageous conversation.

Was it a little rushed by that, and Waba is appropriately responding, twisting his thumb around the middle of my palm.

I can't help but tickle when they imitate me like that, but I can't say a word. I kill my voice desperately.

I know it's my fault, Japanese-leaf, but isn't it a little too much fun?

"I don't want to go back to the city, but I want to go back to school again."

"Right, I'll do my best to do that. Complete this game as soon as possible to bring the Japanese leaves back to their original routine!

Good induction.

That's how you end up feeling like trying. Japanese-leaf accidentally let go of my hand because he was tired of getting my fingers.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I can't do anything to Nanakai-kun..."

"It's good. I can do my best just to keep Waba safe. I swear I will return you to your original world!

Horrible too. During this time, Waba reached out again and tangled all his sneaky fingers in my finger.

Hey, Japanese-leaf, what are you thinking? I'm nervous and sweaty right now... okay.

That's just too much fun. If that's what you think and you turn a dissatisfied gaze.

Waba smiled directly at me, not at the Seven Seas across the screen, so my spine freaked out.

Koitz......

Says Japanese-leaf with his tangled fingers, my hand sealed with every movement.

"Thank you, Seven Seas. I hope so!

"Of course, Waba, when I get back to the original world, I want to tell you something."

"When I get back... I'll ask you right"

"Ah, I'll do my best to get that day as soon as possible. See you then..."

The voice of the seven seas, which seemed unfortunate, slowly dwindled, making a noise with Putun and the communication was interrupted.

I'm so tired!

"Dragon gall...... you!

"Hold hands like this today."

"Ahhh?

"I think that's how much I've worked..."

"I appreciate the help, but I don't know what it means to hold hands."

"Earlier fish, we need to judge them while they're fresh. I wonder what you want to eat, Makoto-kun. Japanese-style, Western? I wonder if it's ok for sashimi, but the simmering looks delicious."

No, wait, wait, wait. I don't know what you want.

He didn't even ask me what I said, and Waba did the cooking with one hand, holding my hand.

I can only correct my cooking skills, and I can't tell you to let go of my hand. There was an unusual awesomeness in the Japanese leaves today.

While acting bright, I may still have hurt you badly for letting you lie.

That made me wonder if I would hang out with him because I thought it was a batgame, like a little crazy selfish.

It's all rust coming out of you.

Exactly when I said I couldn't eat dinner with one hand, he finally let go of my hand.

"That's right, Mayuki. Do you have this" Mysterious Talisman "?

"I don't know if Dragon Dare would have it... I don't think so"

When I called it that, Japanese-leaf's smile deepened.

Didn't I just say, "Pretend I got it"? If you say you don't want me, I might throw it away on the spot.

"Okay. I'll take that. It's a usable item."

When I take off the wind bracelet I've been wearing to put on the Mysterious Talisman (Amulet).

Japanese-leaf just received it.

I'll take this.

"Well, you don't need that, so take it your way"

"Yeah, you smell like Mayuki."

"I don't care, wash it properly and use it!

When I crouched in an attempt to clean my surprising hand sweat with clear lake water before my meal.

I watched my bitter smile on the lake and was alone that it was something that had come incredibly far.

I'm sure you won't believe me when I tell you to explain this mess that I just put you in, before you come to Genocide Reality, and be careful not to get into trouble.

The world is full of ridiculous and impossible things.

Even if he tries to live in solitude, he is played to the queue of destiny as if he were a ball of billiards and bumps into each other with other balls.

In a closed dungeon, it's like a billiard table with balls hissing.

After all, are you with me wherever I go? No one knows what will happen next.

The only way to move forward is to play the other balls in the way, while rolling straight.

If you're going to roll, I'll still be the first.