Genocide Reality

When I defeated the mustard dragon, the chest came out.

When everyone asks if they won't put their hands on it, they say they're scared of the trap.

Well, you haven't heard from Moja's head about her 'untracking' skills yet.

If you have the skills of a bandit lineage, you can safely remove them. Some magic examines the types of traps.

But Mojah said he was in the same group (party) that fled back to the city, and he wasn't here.

Even though it's a mustard dragon chest, if you open it on the ground floor, it's no big deal.

In the gap where everyone left off, I hit a pebble in the chest.

I hear a computer and a dry noise, and the chest opens. As I said before, the trap on the crate on the ground floor is not dangerous without the 'untrapping' skill if you pay attention because the pattern is set.

"Oh, my God, I didn't even trap you"

A peek inside, along with a bunch of gold coins in a bag, contains the Black Steel (Candle) Sword. It could be a magic sword because it has a blue effect.

Though the monster equivalent of the sixth floor, the crate belongs to the first floor. Even if you don't appraise them in detail, they won't be a big weapon.

It's a better weapon than the Samurai Sword I have now, but the double-edged sword doesn't suit my taste, so I'll drop it off.

"Hey, Mahatma Wataru-kun. You opened the chest?

"Hey, I think I just happened to open it."

I lie white. It's a cash thing, and when I found out I could get the money safely, Shinichi Nanakai's group swarmed.

I don't need any gold or items, so I thought you'd give it to me. "Black Steel Sword" (with auxiliary magic) was to be used by the leader Seven Seas.

In the meantime, I get a bitter laugh from being grabbed about ten gold coins, too, but I accept that I should give them to Setsuki.

It's not worth a lot to me, but the more gold coins are going to be next to life for the students trying to live in the city, the better.

I couldn't help but want to go on a dungeon expedition, but I'm patient thinking I might be suspicious if I leave the group right away.

The Seven Seas were nursing students dying from poison, even though they knew they couldn't do it anymore.

The monster may come again. I feel a little rushed to get time in a place like this, but I don't usually read the air. Even I can't tell you to hurry.

A body stacked in the back aisle, cornered by mustard dragons. There is no means of cremation, nor can they be buried on the stone floor of a dungeon.

Still, at the behest of the Seven Seas, a plastic sheet is laid on where it was brought from in the deepest A-group classroom to create an improvised morgue.

The student, who died eating a fiercely poisonous brace, had a bloody and purple face.

A female student who was devoured unbroken and lost half her face.

A male student crushed with a dragon's tail and crushed to death with bones falling apart in his body.

The facial expressions of the bodies are all uniformly distorted by fear and suffering. Some men cling to the remains arranged in the morgue, calling their names over and over again, while others silently put on the distorted look of the remains and put on makeup for them.

Many students have had close relatives in their deaths, mourning (ahhh) and condolences are natural as a person.

I have no one to mourn my death, and I'm going to look around to make sure the monsters don't come.

Thanks to the mustard dragons raging around, I don't think the orcs will be out for a while, but it's not without danger at all.

"Um..."

When I was in the first hall at the end of the classroom, hitting a pebble against the wall at the end of surveillance to build my light contractor skills, a female student with long hair strapped in a shrew called out.

If you think you're slowly walking, you're caning a mop and dragging your left leg a little.

"What are you, hurt?"

"What... oh no. From this, from the beginning."

When I asked him if he had bad legs from the source, he said he had an ankle disorder and could walk but not run.

Well, I was stunned to see if any of those students were there.

Even when the monsters came, some students could not fight or escape.

So even before the mustard dragon, the Seven Seas could not escape abandoning it.

To my lack of thought, when I was depressed, the girl offered me a school bag that she was carrying like a backpack in a bright tone "more than that".

Some of her offered bags were packed with lots of empty flasks.

"... you picked up an empty bottle"

"That's right. This must all be Mr. Mayuki's."

They gathered the flask I threw at everyone.

It is inexpensive and sold at the store, so it would have been perfectly good to throw it away as it is, but it was also bad to lose the favor of the girl, so I receive every bag and become a leopard on my rucksack.

"Um, thank you so much for your help"

I was thanked and lowered my head, but again the back I carried went up Hyokon to the clap, and my hair tied behind me also rocked.

She's a soothing girl.

Picking up and collecting items that you can use, keeping luggage holdings in your possession are all the right things to do.

I think you're a great kid because you're doing what you can, even if you can't fight because of a foot disorder.

"No, it's fine, I'm only here later. The Seven Seas must have been the ones who really helped."

"But if Mr. Makocchan hadn't come, we'd be dead."

"Not really. Vice Chairman of the Seven Seas would have done something about it."

I have trouble getting my eyes on me and relying on me, so I'll be humble for now.

If the Seven Seas could have reacted instantly by looking at my actions, I really think they could have done something.

In the first place, the Seven Seas became the feather of caging behind the classroom, probably because they tried to protect students who couldn't escape.

If you ditch your strays and fight for real (bee), even those guys could have done it.

But in that case, they could have been dead. Of course I don't say it because it's harsh to say it.

Still, I guess this girl student knows my name. The woman says in a slight panic as to whether such a question was on her face.

"Um, it's the Dragon Gall Wagya (Rin or not). We were in Group F together, don't you remember?"

"Uh, yeah, you do. Sorry."

If you say so, I think you look like you found out. I don't remember a girl's face better than a boy's.

When I say class with you, I don't know because I intentionally ignored you for the sincerely stupid reason that 'human strength drops' after I got into high school.

You're such a stubborn guy. It's about Setsuki I've been trying to be friends with over and over again.

Waba blushed and spoke a little faster.

"Oh, right. You're not interested in me, are you? So, but me, once before, Mr. Mayuki is helping me!

"What, did that happen?"

"Yes, when I was in the homeroom deciding on a class officer for the first semester, I was about to be forced to push my classmate, and Mayuki said, 'Don't ignore yourself and make your own decisions!' He was angry at me. I was so happy then..."

"Did that happen? I see you didn't have to be a classmate because of me."

I don't remember you at all, but it's me, Nice!

Isn't it cool that you're usually oligarchy, but bad at helping girls in need? I'm a man when I do it.

"No, you really don't remember me, I'm a little shocked. At the end of the day, the classmate did it all the time..."

"Wow, you're not helping. Sorry about that."

I don't think so. If you're going to help me anyway, you better help me.

I don't remember, so I guess it didn't matter. If you ask objectively, I'm a really thin guy.

"But I'm pretty sure Mayuki said it for me, so I've been meaning to thank you. I haven't really had a chance to talk to him, and when I realized that there was some beautiful girl in Maichiro's seat..."

Oh, you mean Kumiko. I was a little stalked from the confession case.

Famous female students in group A frequently came to group F, so they had a different air.

"When I wasn't, it was hard to speak up because I slept all the time. Time went by and I didn't know what to say..."

"It's not a big deal, but I'm sorry about the other way around"

"Don't apologize! Before I died, I felt so refreshed to thank you."

"Die, you just saved my life."

Sometimes, so it's kind of a curious phrase.

"'Cause after all that happened, I can't move much. I just get my feet together, and I couldn't do anything, and I'm probably gonna die already. You must have been lucky to have Mayuki here earlier to help you."

"You're lucky... you"

Shortly after so many people were killed in front of me, I was slightly overwhelmed by the use of the word death.

What a sad face to laugh at. I wondered if this Japanese-leaf is a child who can be prepared to die in extreme conditions.

Ordinary human beings are people who think 'they don't die alone' somewhere in their minds, no matter how many people around them die.

I can't solve that stupid misunderstanding until then when I'm really dead. I'm not the exception, I'm the only one who thinks I'm not going to die.

Japanese-leaf is right. This time of year, I don't know who dies next.

It was just hard for me to smile at it and see the girl who could do it to my mouth.

I'll help you......, what an irresponsible really shitty word that almost came out with my mouth on, so I bit my lower lip.

Hey, it's Mr. Maichiro Wataru.

What was I going to say to this poor girl when a man who had moved on his own and had lost a lot of students from the same school?

There is absolutely no safety in this' Genocide Reality '. No one can guarantee that.

A little carelessness activates the trap, and a flow arrow or fireball could fly in and die.

The next 'invasion' may occur at this moment now, and daemons and dragons may climb. First of all, the odds are unlikely, but if an enemy stronger than the mustard dragon arrives, I don't want to die, and I will leave the Japanese leaves to flee.

My life matters, the lives of others are second to none. Naturally, I'm such a ruthless guy.

But rather than be yelled out loud with a thin lover, I've always enjoyed the crush of "dying anyway" spoken by Japanese-leaf rather than being called to help me.

Because there's no way to put it that way.

I know you're not accusing me and saying it.

On the contrary, Waba is thanking me from the bottom of his heart and saying thank you for your help.

I'm gonna die anyway, but I'm saying that from the bottom of my heart, not sarcasm, because I was happy to thank you.

I totally forgot, but I tried to help her once and she left me without proper help.

"Ha... it's not really crap"

When I sighed deeply, I held the potion in my hand and said "Primary (Low) Health (Squirrel)" in my mouth.

Blue liquid builds up at the bottom of the flask.

"Hey, Mr. Dragon Collar. Will you try this?"

"This is a potion to recover, isn't it? I'm not hurt."

"Just drink it."

"Yes......"

With that said, Waba took my made potion to his mouth with both hands and gobbled his throat.

I touched my left leg, where the Japanese leaves were dragging.

"Cah."

"Hey, try to stand on your feet"

I stroke my thighs from my ankles to make sure, I can see that I have a lot of strength in my muscles.

The left leg, which was bent until just now, was stretched straight through the sla.

"Liar, I can stand... I can walk"

"I guess, health potion also works for congenital disorders"

The Japanese leaves can walk without the use of canes, although they are slightly dull.

This is probably what I thought would happen, sometimes in the dungeons you get sick or suffer major injuries that leave you with some terrible after-effects.

Wouldn't it be possible to play the role of a recovery potion if it had no effect on the constant disease as well?

"The way to make health potions is' Primary (Low) Health (Squirrel) '. As soon as the mana builds up, make it yourself and keep drinking. You may not be able to heal in one go, but you'll be able to run while you're doing it again and again."

"And, Mr. Mayuki. Me..."

It was when Japanese-leaf, moisturizing her eyes and clogging her voice, was about to say something.

"What's the matter, Japanese-leaf? It's not safe to be here!

"Nanakai-kun..."

Shuichi Nanakai rushed over here.

I'm changing my blood phase sometime. When he came to the side of Waba, he stood in front of me and stared at me.

No, no, something Japanese-leaf is about to cry.

Because you're not bullying me.

"Nanaka-kun, I'm fine. Masaki-kun helped me."

Japanese-leaf, stay with me.

I was looking at the serious face of the Seven Seas and I said, "Ha-ha-ha," and I giggled.

What kind of guy likes Japanese-leaf?

The seemingly weak dragon gall Japanese leaves are not as puffy as they look.

She's a careful girl who doesn't know how to decorate herself, but it's not hard on her appearance.

Sauce-eyed eyes tend to make a gentle face that is a little obnoxious, and not bad where there is a bit of shadow.

My chest and buttocks are also better developed for sixteen years old, cute if you look closely.

Japanese-leaf finally took a serious look and said, "Is that him?... Could it really be so cute?," and the background (mob) is enough to finally notice.

I am a girl in the same class who was completely unconscious. You might call it a dig.

However, it was a bit surprising that Shuichi Nanakai, one of the most beautiful boys in the school, was the one to think of.

But the Seven Seas is a very easy guy to understand. I always read people by their full names, but only summon Japanese-leaf to intimacy.

That's it, you can think of something.

I don't really want to get involved with people because I'm a pain in the ass, but I'm interested in the crowd if it's also a sex affair.

Shuichi Nanakai, another honorary student, waved Kumiko, a superb girl (although the contents are bitches).

I wonder why you chose plain Japanese leaves, which interests me a lot.

"Oh, my God, you're both close."

"No, Makoto-kun, Nanakai-kun has known each other for a long time, and that's why he cares!

Ho, Japanese-leaf is blushing and in a hurry. Nice, this initial reaction. I knew there was something going on between these two.

Seems to have regained some calm, Seven Seas adds with a clear face.

"Waba and I have been together since kindergarten. I wonder if that would mean familiar childhood."

I see, childhood taming. In just one word, that's a strong bond.

Shuichi Nanakai stands to lean against Waba, who is lying beside him, and says to me.

"Mashiro Wataru-kun, thank you for looking after Japanese-leaf. But Japanese-leaf is my childhood friend, so I want to protect you."

He was still a cool guy.

Any girl would be Ichikoro if they told me such a line this sturdy.

But a girl named Kazuo Dragon is also different.

Let Seven Seas tell you this far, you just look sorry and lean over. A normal woman would look so proud...

If the Seven Seas are distracted, it could be around there.

Even though such a strong and cool childhood tame protects me, I don't get to be the top of my mind. That's a rare quality.

Be modest on everything and never get on with it.

It's plain awesome that you're only sixteen or those adorable little girls have that much calm.

Japanese-leaf, who is grown up and gentle, has absolutely nothing to dislike about a woman trying to grasp a man's reins right on track. I have no commitment to winning or losing.

In contrast to Kumiko, a high-flying young lady, the hidden advantages of Japanese leaves stand out.

Kumiko is like Katsuki walking in clothes, but he's not the only one.

By and large, women are all on track.

Japanese-leaf is a woman who has been remembering trivial things and has been worried about not being able to thank her for six months, or is now a rare, bully girl.

A man named Seven Seas would be vulnerable to such an itchy girl. Kumiko attacked him the wrong way.

"Surprisingly, maybe a good couple"

"No, it's not, Masaki-kun. Nanakai-kun is because when I was a kid, I was just close to home and I didn't have a couple or anything!

Japanese-leaves shaking their necks blubberly and sideways while remaining bent over. Together, Japanese-leaf shrubs and bracketed hair are bouncing with great momentum.

He seems desperate to deny it, and shouldn't he mix it up too much? I was curious, but there are some things that make me a little uncomfortable.

Her position in the Seven Seas or maybe it's a load on this plain daughter.

Sure, the Seven Seas were supposed to be without her. Maybe there's something going on, so let's just relax.

I don't like stepping on mines, and I don't want to stick my neck in other people's troublesome circumstances.

"We haven't dated yet, but I've always wanted to be the man Japanese-leaf deserves..."

The Seven Seas divulge such monologues even though they haven't even heard of them. It's hardly a confession, it's so cool it makes me laugh.

In one way or another, I guess the Japanese leaves won't match unless they stretch out as much as they want.

"Vice Chairman of the Seven Seas, shouldn't it be time to go"

That's what I suggest.

It is good to mourn the dead, but there is not so much temporal respite.

I think it's time for the monsters to show their faces that the waves are gone.

The rest of the group, many unfamiliar with the battle, will break their bones just by letting them escape to the city while escorting them.

"Mahatma Wataru is right, I'm going to get everyone!

Shuichi Nanakai grabbed Waba's hand firmly and pulled it together.

I was a little concerned that Waba was looking at me with his eyes, but the Seven Seas came because of me, so I'll take care of the rest.

Over there, relationships are complicated and annoying.

I love loneliness, but I'm not involved.

Together with the Seven Seas group, I decided to return to the city once.