I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

- There's more to it than I expected.

As you may already have noticed, the man named 'Nakamura Sinichi'...

I haven't found much value in this school as a study house at all.

“I've come to know something I don't know." Even as other students,

He hasn't been here to “learn” from the start, but to “find out”.

I can't afford to enjoy school life to him, who doesn't have enough common sense in the world today than I did in the old days.

I'm freaking out if I can get involved poorly and get disturbed due to differences in common sense.

It doesn't make sense to come here to be scared and do nothing, though.

First of all, we need to mislead the eyes of surveillance that we'll stick with on campus for investigation.

Even if the means of spreading is like a mountain, you can't do it if you think about what happened after you sprinkled it.

Because of this, they underestimate us.

It is not a good idea to increase the number of eye-catching factors any further.

It is wise to wait for the surveillance eyes to loosen up for a while.

I wanted to see something called average student power for that as well.

It would be relatively easy at this school with “combat training”.

Anyway, after the history class, it was exactly that class.

in the athletic field, which has come within the time off for this purpose,

He gets stunned by the sight in front of him.

"What, that?

A sports field is a vast arena of circular fields surrounded by prestigious spectator seats (stands).

It was no longer a sports stadium or gymnasium, it was like a dome stadium.

Something once again destroys the perception of a place called school.

He decided not to shelf them at this time. but.

It makes me feel intensely uncomfortable with the sight of the battle taking place there.

It would be natural to be armed differently. It was a world of swords and magic, with Farandia.

There is no way that Garest's armed with science and technology that even exceeds dimensions is the same.

Especially if it's more than just a weapon that people use.

It's just not the same with all the different colors of all-body armor.

Exactly. That was steel armor. Processing materials, shaping and functioning as armor.

Auto-deployed machine armor assuming that it is wrapped around the human body rather than made to hold it.

Is there such a gimmick? Some people wear it all over their bodies.

Some only had hands and feet, while others only had faces out.

And an arm deployed from a power suit that covers its entire body.

What kind of technology is that?

its mass and size as small parts combine and deform,

Sword - Blade - Hammer - Hammer - Cannon - Cannon.

"Whoa."

It's like a special photo hero I've seen a long time ago. That's a lot in front of me and I have a headache.

It's a sight that could be a boy's dream, but I can't think of any more shocks.

"Wow, I knew it was an awesome mock fight for the upper classmates!

"I'll use that one soon, too. Eh!

"Senior! Good luck!

Above all, I lose my head in the voice of admiration and support for it.

The field of this primary athletic field is vast that it is liberated during the holidays.

The size of Tokyo Stadium is comparable, and the students who wield huge weapons in it...

They are fighting within the circle of their respective battle ranges in a combination of two to four.

Three of them fight in the widest and most prominent central circular battle field.

"Heh, harder, nobleman. Well!!

A brunette man with black lines in white who only expands his hands, feet and chest.

Grasp a long pattern with both hands and wield an energetic blade that extends from the decorative bamboo ornament.

Twice his own height shook off the approaching mountain blown and blue armor with that great sword.

As soon as possible, the aftermath alone causes major scratches on the floor of the field.

"Knock."

"Shit."

Men and women with armor all over their bodies, except in the face, go far with boosts to that blow.

I would be a Garest because the slightly visible hair color is a bright and uncomfortable color.

Mountain blown armor is the female student, blue armor is the male student, but the color of hair is the opposite.

Because they each took a distance. Numerous shells appear in their hands to emit light.

"Don't think you can avoid it!

"Eat it!!

of the cannon body alone. It starts shelling so that it rotates around each hand.

No physical shells. It was a mass of light that was released. Photon's because of the shade.

White students laugh invincibly and royally as the rain of shells that became the energy of destruction looms.

"Haha, does such a bean cannon work on this me!!

Instead of dodging, he doesn't even take a defensive stance, he just takes it standing up.

The rain of the shells along with the high laughter has not even done any damage or shock to the wounds.

It is not powerless because shells that did not strike directly are making big bumps on the floor.

The white armor and his endurance values are too high.

"Damn, I'm giving you power!

"I can't believe it won't even go through with the new one!

"Even if it's two to one, it's not like this!

I'm not familiar with Aristel's goldfish hun beating me!

The man who laughed with his genuine mockery on his expression stood up to take charge of the Great Sword.

In contrast, Mountain Blow and Blue students take out the same weapon as their opponents when they punish their shells to make a blade.

It proved that the same golden glow was the energy extracted from the photons.

But in thickness and length, they are inferior to those of the white students.

"Can you take mine with such a toy!!

Armor's boost ignites as he rushes out and flies him.

He shook down a giant sword in his power without even aiming for much of the momentum.

"Huh!?

"Khaaaa!?

The defense that crossed the two great swords is pulverized like paper and the blade falls between them.

Instead of directly hitting him, he didn't even blur, but in the aftermath, the armor caught him playing from the circle.

Something tells you the end of the simulation, or at that point a buzzer-like sound sounds.

It is a total defeat on the side that was tagging as far as the situation goes.

"Damn, the mutton fish don't suck.

If that sounds great, at least until you hit me. "

without a glance at them unable to move due to a blown impact,

White students leave completely disinterested when they behave with the Great Sword.

"Same as always, Sing Uzi."

"Senior Sing Uji, no!

"Couldn't even win the combination of Hausen and Kanlu..."

"Now you're wiped out, except for Mr. Paduale."

The audience watching it from the stand gets half the praise, half the discouragement, half the voice.

I went down the stairs to the front seat upstairs and watched, even though Sinichi heard about it.

He was wrinkling at the root of his eyebrows with a tough face and observing as if overlooking the entire field.

"Hey, what do you think this should look like?

"Cu, cu, cu?

She talks to her partner over her head, but like she's in trouble, she just tilts her neck.

I'm sorry that Sin Yichi would have reacted similarly if he was in the opposite position.

I was licking it.

I can't deny that I already knew all about another world and had a heart for it.

So I was going to know how to deal with different cultures.

Until now, it has just been difficult to cope because of the mixed Earth culture.

But it wasn't actually like that. We weren't talking about that much.

They do attack and defeat their opponents armed and armed.

What we are doing in the battle is the same for Garest and Farandia.

But the contents of it are so, so...

"What is this childish battle?"

─ ─ ─ It was a child fight level.

Amateur. Student. intercultural. It is its assessment, minus the point that

There was a considerable divergence between pre-purchased and "experienced information".

If you only point out the battles that took place in the centre, the movement is too big first.

The point of using Armor's acceleration function just to avoid the Great Sword was also wasted.

Even considering that shock, about half the distance I took is fine. If you want to fight back immediately, let it go.

Many shells fired after wasting their distance with that counterattack do not hit,

The amount of energy I felt from one shot at a time is impeccable but has no contents (thin).

That's why the defense-reliant Jen-royalty taken by white boys students is out of the question.

I'm glad this is just an energy shell, but if it's a shell with another effect.

I'm not thinking about the possibility of getting a fatal state abnormality (bat status).

I know it's the last offense and it's strong. Waiting for a blow directly from the front is a bad idea.

Avoiding that and targeting that gap would be the usual way to fight.

And I don't even understand the white nerve that chooses such a nasty attack as a blow to Todome.

Strong acceleration and a swing of timing that doesn't take advantage of it are completely out of aim.

It's literally just a matter of power.

So if you're harnessing high muscle strength, you'll be a historical power fighter.

But in that case, I ruin my own power and waste my strength.

The technical skills used are high, but what you're doing doesn't make a big difference from just beating up.

Finally, a simple, lucid and childish way of fighting that it is better to put a strong blow into it to win.

In some situations there may be a war situation, but the surrounding reactions seem to be normal.

The difference in the world is a distant sight to wonder if it will even cause such a difference.

But nothing. He's not making a criticism or fool of Garest's way of fighting.

The world is different. If this is the case, you don't deserve to complain to him.

In fact, the power itself is superior, so it's a valid “weapon” for anything other than interpersonal fights.

I just think it's too much trouble being compatible with myself to "feel like losing”.

"... now, but seriously, I was right not to fight in public..."

Drop your shoulders in retrospect of the commotion that took place in the days leading up to your arrival here.

There is much regret that it should have been hidden more carefully than a sense of security.

I just feel dangerous from now on to expose it to some, some people.

Reflect that I intend to be there and act more than I expected.

Oh, and when I sighed small and shook my head, I tried to leave the stand for class.

"Hey, you-- what did you just say?

As soon as I was on the field, I heard a voice containing irritation from my back...