Genocide Reality

I was in the classroom. Seat at the rear window where I always sat.

If you look at the window, it wasn't a stone wall anymore, the outside world was spreading.

I'm back in the original world.

Nature and eyes head to the seat where Seki was supposed to be sitting.

There's nobody there.

Less than ten students were able to return to Group F classrooms for a year.

Instead...

"Usser, Ariadne......"

There are two people next to me and in the front seat who shouldn't be here.

Why not?

"Ah, sir, Death."

"Usher, you guys"

Why, the guy who's not from this world is coming with me.

Hey, what's going on with God of Creation (Dj Orr)?

Ariadne raised a voice of alarm before I could complain.

"Master, a monster of hostile will is approaching. Four... No, there are five humans."

"Hostile? This isn't a dungeon anymore. This is a world of only humans."

Ariadne was right. Suspicious men dressed in black suits came in. You're referring to humans as monsters?

I even wear sunglasses. You're after him, which agent, you're too suspicious.

"What are you guys?

"... the police are here to protect you. I'll show you my ID now."

"Finest (Highest) Distracted (Hoo) Engraved (Wooa) Agile (Los Angeles)"

I tried Slough's spell.

The feeling of time being stretched up--

Though I thought I could probably do it at the stage where Usher and Ariadne existed.

Even modern Japan can use the magic of Genocide Reality properly.

And it turns out that it was the pistol, not the police notebook, that the man named the police tried to take out.

I see, that's hostile.

"In the meantime, put him to sleep!

I held the isolation (solitude) upside down and slapped the man.

Sorry, I don't know how to make you faint without hurting yourself.

It may be as good as bone, but it won't kill you.

I know if I rock hard, I can take consciousness away from you in shock.

At the same time I attacked, Ariadne and Usher were moving.

One man after another groans and is defeated.

Even if there are five of us, we're moving too slow.

This was so much stronger than the Genocide Reality monster.

"Usser, Ariadne, don't kill them because they're human!

Really, don't overdo it.

In this country, even if your opponent points a gun at you, it's an overdefense if you kill him.

"Eh, maybe not dead Death..."

"Master, don't worry"

Ariadne seems fine because she can add and subtract, but I'm worried about Usher's reply.

Usher doesn't seem comfortable with it, and when he dies, it's when he dies.

I catch the nostalgia of men who have fainted.

Along with business cards used for suspicious identity fraud, there were also authentic ID cards.

I also found out that the police weren't lying.

I'm just not a regular cop.

"Public Security Division of the Police Department......"

This is the department responsible for the shadow work of the police. I'd appreciate this if it was a fake ID too, but it's easier to decide otherwise.

Probably the ones who are involved in the Genocide Reality project that my father is doing.

Perhaps the Shrine Temple and the others have set a signal.

You said you tried to hold us down with guns because it wasn't there.

It was so lame, maybe he didn't think he'd be resisted by high school students.

I thought you weren't used to shooting people.

But what the other person means by public safety, how far would my father's hand be reaching?

Miscellaneous fish where there were dozens of these people, but turning the entire police organization against the enemy would be troublesome.

How can I crush my father's conspiracy from now on?

Soon after I conceived that, the smartphone that the public security police officer had started ringing.

It's a special smartphone that doesn't show their number.

I got a little lost and teased, and when I got the call, I heard a familiar voice.

"What do you say, we get it?"

"That voice..."

It was the voice of my father, Ryuzaburo Makoto.

Rumor has it, it's a shadow, but I didn't expect you to call me directly.

It is overdone by chance.

I suspect it was set up so far.

Are you being watched?

No, you'd notice if there was such a sign.

"Oh, wattal...... hmm. Apparently, Jingu Temple has failed."

Did you immediately read to the point where the shrine temples failed when I answered my father's phone call?

I knew it would be beautiful. I wonder how I can beat my father, but I connect words.

"Yes, the Shrine Temple has failed, I will no longer be your sayin '. I won't let you guys like it!

"You have a good prestige, Wataru. If you're the winner of Genocide Reality, that's fine. Why don't you be my successor?

"Dad, you're just like the shrine...... how can you guys only say things like that!

"Because your brother is no longer in use, I thought you might as well be the rear cauldron of the eagle, yes or no? Fuhahaha, you used to be adorable, but you're about that age, too."

"... don't say anything like a parent. There's a man who left me and my mother alone all the time!

"If you resent that, you're wrong. I've been watching over you the whole time, and I love you as my son. So I also tried to see if my successor deserved it."

I love you.

Then why did you do that to my mother?

"You're kidding..."

"I'm not lying. Proof of this is genocide reality. Hey Wataru, remember who bought that game?

"... oh, shit"

Yes, it was. It was my father who bought Genocide Reality for every computer and left it at my house.

Why, until now, have I forgotten about it?

"I can't help but forget where I got the game because I bought it to play and pretended I was tired of it and left it somewhere. If you think about it a little, you'll know that I'm not interested in children's games. It was prepared to make you do it."

When I was a kid, did my father's plan start?

And I was incorporated as part of it.

"I was being manipulated by your plan. Ever since I was a kid!

"I can say that, but this is love as a father. If you had won this trial, I would have officially admitted you as my successor. I expected more from you than Makichiro. The Genocide Reality Plan was a stage for that. That's why I wanted to give you as much information as I could beat..."

I say unsolicited things. Everything this guy says is a lie. My mother was to live the life of a shader because she believed what a man like this said.

You just needed a spare me because my brother is no longer available.

"I... will not be your cauldron or anything. I'll never admit how my father did it!

"Hmm, you're grown up, Wataru. Then I'll deal with you as an adult."

I hung up. Because I thought it was dangerous to talk any more.

Strike your smartphone to the floor and crush it.

It's from the other side that I've been calling, and my dad is a man who comes flat out about enough to direct me in conversation to tie up the other guy's actions.

I couldn't ignore my father's words, how many times have I been sipped boiled water?

I may have been embedded in it and danced in Genocide Reality.

But that's it, too. I don't dance in my father's choreography anymore.

If it's an adult response, why don't we do this one?

We went around the first floor of the school and vanquished some private-service policemen who were also in other classrooms, becoming the hands and feet of their father.

Then, he rendezvous with the Seven Seas who had been in Group A for a year.

From here on out, it will be a battle with time.

"Seven Seas. Do you have a smartphone charger?"

"I do, but what do you use it for?

It's good to keep your smartphone without throwing it away. When I borrow a charger from the Seven Seas and charge my dead smartphone, I hang up on a certain number.

Connect with the voice of a young man.

"Who?

"Who's that on your phone, you don't. It's me, it's Maichiro Wataru... brother"

Seiichiro Maichiro, my belly brother.

Against my father, I am a young politician who is bullshitting the provincial council of our province by launching a regional political party that has introduced the Taoist system.

"The voice belongs to my brother, but is it really wattal? It's a little hard to imagine Wataru calling me."

"I contacted you because something hard to think about happened. I'll explain now, so don't hang up on me."

I can only think of my brother when he becomes a person who can counter my father, who is moving to public safety.

I don't even think the Genocide Reality Project would be trustworthy, but I've decided to bet on my hopes.

"Yeah, apparently it's not an oleole scam."

"Is there such an Ole Ole Scam?"

"Haha, I'm kidding. I just want to say that I don't believe you, but I was just putting in an inside detective because I also thought it was suspicious about the disappearance of Yurin High School in its first year."

You're treating it like a disappearance case.

"Yeah, we were talking about a water crash during extracurricular classes, but there were too many puzzling points. But if the reason the student disappeared neglectfully is the result of such a plan, Tsuji fits. The school building you're in is supposed to be closed. Sounds like the second and third grades have been transferred to other school buildings. Public safety is moving around in our province, and I thought it was smelly."

Originally, there should be sophomores and third graders, but I thought the school building was reasonably quiet.

"I was in the school building. If they were working for my father, they would have stunned him and tied him up."

"I just wanted to say you did a good job, but if my dad knows about it too, reinforcements will be on their way soon. First, we need to make sure you're safe. I'll have the prefectural police escorted to you right away. I'm on my way there, too."

"No, but brother, the police are my father's"

"It's not. Part of the police force seems to be operating as the hands and feet of Ryuzaburo Mashiro, but only public security can be used because there is no consensus among the government."

"What does that mean?"

All of a sudden, no matter what the government says, it's refreshing to me.

"It is good that my father is not a cabinet member of the current administration. My father is old enough to try to push through such an unscrupulous plan. If the current government is not involved in the Genocide Reality project, it can do anything. It's the prefectural police force that's sending us that way."

"Can Prefectural Police be trusted?

"Police organizations are not a single rock either. To the jurisdiction of our prefecture, local leading prefectural councils can exercise more influence than former minister MPs. At least my province isn't my father's anymore, it's my turf. I'm not gonna let you like it."

"Okay, let's take your brother's word for it"

"Oh, I'll take care of it. As long as I can buy time, I have a twat in government muscles and bureaucrats, too. I know what's in their hands, and I know all the opposition factions that are interested in getting rid of my father."

There's no way I can imitate the politics of dealing with my father, so I'll have to leave it to you. If you ask your brother, I can tell you that what I can do is done.

When I realized, Nanakai and Kumiko were all on the phone.

It just doesn't mean he's calling his parents to check on his cheapness.

Like me, he seems to be starting to respond.

"Oh, it's me. Connect me to your grandfather..."

The Seven Seas seem to be contacting their own grandfather.

The power of large entrepreneurs, who are also executives of the Episcopal Union, will not be silly either.

"Please summon the Kone of the Kyujo family. Funds? Don't worry about the money. It's a battle against time, let's move!

Kumiko is also a famous family member, so she looked like she would use her own network.

Kumiko had secured the treasure that the shrine temples were collecting in that dsakusa.

I thought you were tight, but if that goes to politics, there's some money.

I borrowed my brother's hand, too, so I'm gonna have to pay you back for that, so I'm gonna have to offer you some kind of benefit.

Issue security orders to Usher and Ariadne.

I watched outside the window to see if my father's men were coming, and my brother called me again.

"What is it, brother?

"Your friend moved me, didn't he? Can you thank Nanako and the others for making it easy for me to do this? If we can work together, we're gonna get out of here."

"That's good, I'll be right thankful"

I probably used Yurin High School as an experimental ground because I could use my connections in a private school.

It seems like it would have been a mistake if this had happened. My father also turned the grill.

If you target a school with many famous children, the recoil after failure will be tremendous.

My father's eyes, which I expected the shrine temples I had made to do well, were apparently a saving hole.

My father didn't say he wasn't interested in the game either.

Maybe I should have played some more decent, games.

If you knew exactly what kind of game Genocide Reality was, you might not have made this mistake.

When I thought so and relieved myself, my brother on the phone murmured in such tones as spotting Jimi.

"... Nevertheless, Wataru. You've changed."

"What, suddenly?

"I thought you had a lot of friends who could help you. Even I thought you hated me. There's a lot going on with you..."

"I still don't like you."

My brother and I are different mothers.

My brother's mother grew up in a decent family because she's a real wife.

Growing up, my brother and I were hooked up since my mother died, and I've been unfamiliar.

I still am, but it's better than my dad.

"I'm glad you still rely on me. If you were me, you wouldn't have borrowed my hand, would you?

"Even I had a lot going on. We can't just lose this once."

If my father's faction wins, I'm in danger of being a different world, Usher or Ariadne, anyway.

If you think that hitting badly here also risks being turned into an experimental animal, you have to abandon your obsession and rely on your brother.

"Well, you've grown up..."

They still can't contend with blood.

I tried to tell you that my brother was talking about you with my dad, too, but I stopped him.

Eventually, police cars crashed into the school grounds in large numbers.

My brother arrives in no time to reassure me that they are not at my father's disposal.

As a matter of fact, my brother was fooling me by following my father's side... I had no idea what the possibilities were, but that was not the case, and all of our students were to be escorted to a safe place out of my father's reach.