Homeless Tensei: Isekai De Jiyuu Sugiru Majutsu Jisoku Seikatsu

One story, homeless people rolling into different worlds.

Early morning chills pierce me when I wake up.

It was still dim around, and the slides and blancos were frosting.

This is Shinjuku Central Park.

"Huh, good luck collecting food today"

I stretched my back and crawled out of the cardboard that is the house.

Yes, Non lives what he calls a homeless life.

"Maichi, I found some good stuff out of the dumpster at the convenience store. Eat, too."

At Noh's place came Takashi, a familiar homeless man.

The face has a white beard growing blocked and wears worn out brown clothes on a worn blue hat.

I feel like I'm homeless.

That said, the same is true of Non.

His face is covered by a black beard, and his white trousers in worn black clothes are yore yore.

Now he's a fine homeless man.

When Frequent approached Non, he threw a convenience store bag and sat beside him.

If you peek inside the bag, there are not four rice balls in the convenience store.

"Frequent, okay? This is your prey, isn't it?

"Don't worry about it. My stomach doesn't accept me in the morning. Besides, there's no harm in selling it, is there?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fuji. Next time, I'll beg for Non's sake."

"Oh, I'm glad to hear that. Because alcohol is the best medicine for me."

Takashi is an old man who was originally a doctor.

Whatever the cause, his wife and children both died and the clinic, which was privately run, was crushed.

A homeless man was the one who got lost on the street.

The homeless welcomed Takashi, who was lonely, and since then Takashi's place has become this Shinjuku Central Park.

There are many homeless people here.

Of course, some people say it's because they're out of money, others say it's because they're lonely.

Everyone came here with a scratch on his tibia. And Non is one of them.

I hit the rice balls as I thanked him frequently.

Sea chicken mayo is still delicious at all times. Convenience store. Don't be afraid.

"Makichi, by the way. Will you listen to me?

"Aye, I thought it would be because it's about Mr. Hayato. Then lie down."

When Mr. Takashi lays low, he pushes his back and hips against his back.

"Oh, I knew Shinichi was a good bump pusher. Shouldn't you have opened a massage parlor rather than run a company?

"I wish Noon had done the same. But I don't have that kind of energy anymore."

Mashiichi Tanaka is now 56 years old. He originally ran a certain tournament house.

I had a wife and children, but I instilled all my passion in the company and the family left.

The company, which can also be called the crystal of such a life, was also held accountable for the mistakes of others and dragged off by the CEO. Otherwise I'm fired.

I didn't even imagine that the company built by Nong would fire Nong.

I lost my company, and I lost everything.

As soon as the fellow president I knew ran out of money, I went away, and there was no one left around. It's a really funny story.

However, Wanted to get back together, Noh went to Harrow Work and asked for work.

I worked part-time and worked every day.

Many laughed because of the famous face of Non.

And I finally got to the limit.

He ran through Tokyo wanting to get somewhere far away, and he just kept running.

It's the limit now. What was the life of Non?

Is this the result of pouring everything into the company and sacrificing even your family?

Give me my life back! Give me back my life!

When did you get to Shinjuku Central Park?

The homeless welcomed Noon warmly and listened to him personally.

Everyone understood the struggle. The homeless man who was laughing from the luxury car was the best understander.

Non decided to become homeless. I have no regrets in my current life.

"By the way, Makichi, will you listen to me? It's been weird since I woke up today."

"Feeling weird? What makes you so messy already?

"I'm only 78 years old! Still messing around!

Frequent protests jittery on the ground.

Certainly a little early to develop dementia. If so, is it a good inspiration?

Traditional people have been inspired for a long time, he said.

They've seen too much and talked to people by mistake.

And sometimes, I've seen him get rid of cats and dogs that don't look like him.

Because it's such a hectic thing, the sensory stories interest me.

"So what feels weird?

Noon pressed his fingers around the shoulder blades of the crowd as he spoke.

You have a bad blood flow or your muscles are stiffening.

"Oh, there you go. That's where it works best. So the conversation goes on, but I wake up in the morning and feel uncomfortable with the feeling that the area around my back is a zodiac or a freak. I've never seen anything like this before."

"It's not your fault?

"I thought so too, but the air is strange. It's like being swallowed up by a giant monster."

"It's a monster..."

I looked up at the sky as I massaged Traditional's back. Cloudy skies today.

I had a feeling it was going to rain again.

I'm sure the low pressure made Mr. Hayato feel that way. Non decided to think so.

"Yeah, the massage is over. How's your body?

"Yeah, it's okay. I knew Maichi should have opened it in a massage parlor. Uhihihihi."

Turning his neck and shoulders, Takashi slowly rose up and left.

Drop off your back and Noon will be ready to get out of the park.

It's a big mistake to think that homeless people are just sleeping all the time.

If we don't gather food together, we can't live. For the most part of the day, we run to gather food. And of course, find food as well as clothing and lifestyle objects to secure.

I generally borrow from garbage dumps, but I get garbage-like items for free from friendly stores.

The easiest place to get it is the convenience store.

I don't think I'll be able to throw away anything I can still eat over there.

Nong and the others get acquainted with the clerk and the manager, and get the waste accommodated.

Anyway, the stores won't be bothered.

Nong and the others eat their own prey. It's with the hunt.

I have a territory, and I ask the stranger for a lot of courtesy.

I am not going to claim my rights and dignity as a person, but it is true that I live as a person. I would like to say that Non and others also have the right to live.

Fishing for the same store trash can as usual today, I found a new piece of bread in the bag.

"In a time of satiety? There will all be an end..."

So I squealed, and the ground began to shake.

"Hey, what's an earthquake!?

And a roar I'd never even heard reached my ear.

Noh, who kept his back on the wall in the alley, immediately jumped out to Omotesando.

Something glowing bright red from the sky was pouring down.

It hits the building and crushes the building.

The debris was pouring down the road and people were running away screaming.

That was not all, it had been destroyed by buildings and roads that looked far away or something pouring down. Each time a roar sounds and the ground shakes.

Non immediately understood what was going on.

"It's a meteorite..."

Fear crawled from his feet to Non's brain.

A large number of people have already fled in front of us.

Everyone cries out, and that face doesn't seem to be able to afford to care about others.

"Grrr!!

I heard a loud scream at the time.

Looking at you, a creature like a red and black wolf was attacking a woman.

It would be about thirty meters long. It's a monster. Non doubted his eyes.

When the wolf bit the woman, she swallowed it, crushing her bones and dripping blood.

And then again, the wolf moved out.

Raise your fangs at the escaping people and inflate their stomachs.

Gradually, the number of wolves who were one also increases, and two or three can be seen.

What is this? What's going on?

There was a man who slapped his shoulder wide on his stomach.

"Maichi! What are you doing! We gotta get out of here!

"Traditional......"

The screams went away as Noh and Takashi began to flee through the alley.

"What's going on here, Mr. Fung?!?

"I don't know either! If you think a meteorite has suddenly descended, then a bunch of monsters appear everywhere! Tokyo is over! We have to get somewhere far away."

A burgeoning neck running in front of him fell to the ground with polarity.

Dosari and his body fall to the ground, and the blood spreads all over the asphalt.

"Traditional!?

Running over to Mr. Takashi, but he was already desperate.

I just thought something had happened, and I can hear the wind cut from directly behind me.

"Come on!"

Avoiding the scene, a deep cut was made to where Noun was.

"Growl"

Turning to his voice, a strange creature looked at him.

He weaves a black cloth and has yellow eyes peeking through the gap.

The green skinned hand extending from the cloth was holding a huge sickle and floating through the universe.

It's like a little reaper.

"Grrr!"

When Reaper shook the sickle, a pole in a remote location was cut off and fell as he scattered a spark. He seems to be the one who killed Mr. Fung.

When I grip the iron stick that was falling on the ground, I shake it to Reaper. How dare you!

"Geez!"

When Reaper avoided the swift attack, he cut up the sickle with his head around his neck.

"Ah..............."

Vision spins and thoughts are extended tens of times.

Videos of the house and family of birth were streamed, and memories of elementary, middle, high school, college and student life were streamed. Smells, sounds, conversations, everything plays like a video.

A beautiful woman caught my eye on a college campus. This is my wife after Noon.

We loved each other then. What are you doing by now?

His wife smiled and kissed her as she rushed over to Non.

A child was born. It's a waste of treasure for Non. And a boy.

I thought I'd work for this kid. I thought I could dedicate everything to Non.

My wife and child left. There was nothing left for Non.

I ran around trying to get my kids back, but my wife and kids were interrupted.

That's why Non went into work more and more.

Stop it already! Don't remind me! No more... No more...!

"Ouch!?

I punched my ass.

It's kind of like a naked, butt-butting pain.