Kumo Desu ga, Nani ka?

It's on a rock.

Eight bright red eyes stare at me inorganically.

The size is not as large as the size.

But its presence is bigger than any demon I've ever seen.

I can't move.

The same goes for everyone else.

It's as if it has hardened. It can't be done in a slight way.

It was as if the demon that looked like that white spider had made my heart eagle.

[Brave?]

Unexpectedly, I heard voices.

That's not as sound.

It was a reading.

It wasn't directed at me.

I just intercepted that fantasy that was unleashed on someone.

[Brave man]

And some of them, they were there at some point.

I was all over the place.

[Ruler]

[Ruler]

[Ruler]

[Not appraisable?

[Unappraisable]

[Unappraisable]

[Ruler]

[Ruler]

[Ruler]

[Reborn?

[Reborn]

[Reborn]

But weak?

[Weak]

Weak, weak.

A voice of readings echoing from there.

Soon they were everywhere on the floor, on the wall, on the ceiling.

Countless red gaze.

As far as I can see, white.

Thoughts stop at too many sights.

No, think.

These guys use language under firm will.

Some of those words are not to be overheard.

"You know the reincarnator!?

I never speak my mind.

I could see Mr. Busgus opening his eyes, but that's all I really need to hear.

I know.

I know.

There's no way I don't know.

The answer returns.

I am able to communicate my will.

These guys are not demons without intelligence.

"How do you know that?

[Master]

[Master]

Mother.

Mother.

"Is that master a reincarnator?

We'll see.

I'll find out.

I'll know soon enough.

We'll find out soon enough.

"What do you mean?

[Declaration]

[Proclamation]

[Beginning of end]

[The world begins]

The world is over.

The white shadow gradually disappears.

"Wait! What does that mean?!?

There's no point in knowing.

I'm gonna die anyway.

Everybody dies.

You can scratch him alive.

Besides, until then, when I missed him, I felt told so.

And the remnants of the nightmare disappeared from before us.

"Stupid bastard!

Mr. Basgas' fist captures my face.

I accepted the fist without resisting.

Mr. Heilins tightens his feathers and suppresses Mr. Busgus from trying to beat me up.

"I told you! I think the kid's far-fetched behavior could kill his buddies!

Though feathered tight, Mr. Basgas yells in a manifest rage.

The momentum is likely to shake Mr. Heilins off now.

"Fair enough. This is how you're safe."

The teacher picks him up, and Mr. Busgas stops moving.

Still, the anger doesn't seem to subside, but it doesn't look like it's going to get any more violent.

"Excuse me. I really had to ask."

"Is that, even if you die?

Getting stunned with guillotine.

When they say that, I can't say anything.

"If a kid dies on his own, fine. But don't involve anyone else. If you want to kill yourself, do it alone."

"Mr. Busgus, that's too much."

The teacher craves Mr. Bus Gus, but this is more right for Mr. Bus Gus.

I acted casually on the rest of my dangerous nightmares just because I wanted to know.

Mr. Busgas pushes Mr. Heilins away.

You decided there was no more going to be an outburst, and Mr. Heilins let Mr. Basgas go lightly.

Mr. Busgus kept his back on a rock a little further away and sat down cheating.

If you look closely, its complexion is bad.

Mr. Busgus said he had encountered nightmares a long time ago.

Maybe he was being stimulated by trauma.

If you look at everyone else again, Katia and Anna sit back and Mr. Heilins is slightly blue in the face as well.

Teachers are the only ones who look fine.

"Are you all right?

Talk to Katia and Anna who sit back.

I can't stand with my hips off.

"It's not funny."

Each one looks up with a crying face.

I also have a slight goosebump and I guess I felt sick on top of being scared.

Though relatively small as a demon, that would be disgusting if surrounded by a large spider.

Even I felt bad, so the women would be all the more so.

"The teacher looks good and fine, doesn't he?

"No. You're not okay, are you? It was cute if you just looked at the gawa, but the contents were a little creepy."

"Pretty..."

Oh, I really liked that, not making characters.

Doctor, I've loved Getemono since my last life.

I thought that was part of character making, too, but he really likes spiders and stuff.

Surprised.

"By the way, what do you think of what those kids were saying?

Many of the mysterious words that those remnants of the nightmare were doing.

"You don't know. Too little information."

In the first place, what the hell are those demons called remnants of nightmares?

Having seen through this information, I'm pretty sure you have a high level of appraisal skills.

In addition, intelligence that just understands human language.

The secrecy that all those numbers have gathered without me noticing.

Collaboration among peers to use up to reading.

Fragments alone are so capable.

If it's a battle...

I don't feel like I can win.

"The beginning of the end. Everybody dies, huh?"

Bad words like nightmares.

That's the only thing that stuck in my head that kept me from leaving.