VRMMO Summoner Hajimemashita

Yuuji Kumanoji

Character Name: Yu

The protagonist of the book. When I was in sixth grade, I was caught in an accident and my body barely grew.

Even at the time of the accident, the body grew slower than its surroundings. The difference between the same age and the same age widened more and more every year. At one time, it was jerked off and naïve, but when I consulted my mother about the fact that "Kudist Temple is a chick" was smashed. Ha, and he laughed at me with his nose and said, "What can't you do about being a chick? You want to tell me? There's nothing wrong with being a chick, is there? If there's a guy who's gonna be jerking off because he's a chick, oh, what a chick his heart is. You just have to pity him," he said softly, and the scales fell from his eyes.

Until now, for some reason, Yu, smashed to pieces by wood dust with the fixed concept of little = evil, started the next day with "yay little suke w" or "that? I forgot my landscape today, so chi-ku? w" is the stirring phrase, "It's not tiny!" He took a seat silently at both the men who were making a foolish noise of their pitiful gaze without saying anything back.

Until the usual reaction returns and the confused idiot boys are left alone Yu twists his neck. Sure, until yesterday, it was just a landscape for a little suke. It was supposed to hurt downstairs, but little things aren't bad, are they? of consciousness. I have no idea where the hell there was a hurting element when I heard them speak. Chibisuke? Yes, but what is it?. Landsell? No, I'm in middle school here, and if there's one that's coming in Landsell, that's the one I doubt my head about.

Yeah, I was still sure what my mother said. These guys who are still just gaska noisy are overwhelmingly smaller. Humanity, the way, the mind, they're overwhelmingly small. They're the ones to pity.

I felt like Stone and I had lost our feelings. The complex I've been holding since the accident. Feels like it melts and disappears. He gave himself up to the sunny feeling of a long time completely ignoring the line of words that he assumes are bad words for both idiots.

It was also at this time that I introduced myself to the dojo of Aikido, where my mother's acquaintance serves as a mentor. The fighters left naturally under the blessing of no longer returning a great reaction even after teasing them, but the blessing in them did not change to the awareness that they were inferior to themselves, and became physically entangled, as I recall. For example, when I make a mistake in the hallway, I hit my shoulder deliberately. They hook my legs when I pass near them, for example. Only then does the little body of grace roll like it's funny, and the fighters enjoy the view of it with a nigga.

So the time had passed for me to feel inferior, but of course I would be frustrated, and it's not funny to fall and get hurt. That's when I met Aikido.

On one holiday my mother suddenly declares to be ready because she is going to see the Aikido martial arts. What? Huh? How's it going? Oh, uh, hey! Yu sees an amazing sight in the dojo ahead when he gets stuck in the car while he says something like that.

I was throwing it. Even smaller than Yu, a boy in elementary middle school or so grows up about his father.

Yu was impressed. Even children can defeat adults. Then myself. I hoped so. Admired.

And I started aikido. Even so, I won't be able to throw an adult lightly in just a few months, etc. He says the boy who was performing is the grandson of a teacher, and that's that strength because he's been touching Aikido for years since he was so mindful. Only passive and basic standing were even taught by the blessings just introduced in the first place.

But that was enough.

In the first place, why is structure and walking necessary?

Taking the correct position causes the center of gravity to drop and stabilize the upper body to stop fluttering.

What happens if I try to hook someone's leg like that? Normally, when I can hook my legs, my torso falls forward without stopping the momentum.

So you think you're gonna drop the center of gravity? The whole body, not just the upper body, can't stop the momentum and move forward. What if there's a foot of the other guy in there? Naturally, weight + kinetic energy is transferred to the opponent's foot without any excess. is per body. It's a body hit on the other person's foot standing on one leg to hook his leg.

The result turned out to be a rare thing where you should have hooked a smaller opponent's leg than yourself, but it would be better to hook it up.

The same goes for those who can put it on their shoulders. If the shoulder is pressed and the body is opened, the front foot is shifted to the axis. Kul, I can walk out looking forward like nothing happened. Besides, even if I fell, I could take passivity enough.

By this time, the fighters had stopped helping at all. Instead, I stayed away.

Because some girls formed a sorority to ”watch over Yu" and eliminated impudent students, both men and women, who approached Yu. The purpose of the sorority is to protect the blessings and observe the slightly moving blessings from away places, so the sorority members do not come into contact with the blessings either. Men are not afraid or close to being blessed except in part. Girls stay away from blessings in the code of sorority. Yu may be on the verge of falling for reasons unknown to him. Though he doesn't seem to care at all.

But some friends treat me the same way in that situation. Takumu, Taku, Takumi, and so on, the child-friendly Natsumoto, are the most important of them all. I prefer to play games at home rather than outside. I have spoken with Takumi, who is not good at sports in general for physical reasons. Sometimes I have been close to home. I go to the same school as Kokami High School and say to each other that they are best friends and bad friends. This also pleases some girls.

That's how I lived a somewhat hard-to-say mediocre life with Mountain Ari Valley in my second summer of high school. This story begins when Yu gives way to a game in Takumi's dream...