CH 252

Reminiscence of Fujii Taichi

(TN:This chapter is rather graphic.)

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Since that day, except for going to the cafeteria, I rarely left the dormitory.

The sky in Volzard, where there were no tall buildings blocking the view like in Tokyo, was too wide.

A Griffon would suddenly attack from somewhere ... such a thought crossed my mind, and I almost panicked when I was outside.

I was envious of Kizawa.

Even though she was summoned the same as me, she quickly returned to Japan and made a lot of money.

Immediately after we were able to communicate with Japan, we posted a video of Volzard, but it didn't get as many hits as we had hoped.

On top of that, the video's popularity plummeted after Tayama was killed by an Orc during an online livestream.

In that case, I wrote a memoir imitating Kizawa and uploaded it to a novel posting site, but I deleted it because I got angry at the criticism.

At that moment, a Griffon appeared.

A legendary monster that grabbed and snatched away humans.

I accepted Mita's invitation to sneak out of the cafeteria and shoot a video.

With a Griffon, I thought I could earn numbers.

Mita clung to the window of his room and tried to take a video, but he was caught in the shadow of the building.

He leaned out of the window frame and began taking a video of the Griffon as it flew away.

It happened when I approached the window frame to take a look.

Suddenly, the ceiling was pierced, and sharp, huge claws rained down.

The claws grabbed Mita firmly in front of me, who had lost strength in my legs.

Mita let out a death scream, blood pouring down from his chest, which was pierced by the claws.

A gust of wind blew with the clatter of wings, and when I opened my closed eyes, Mita had disappeared.

Kokubu appeared out of nowhere, and Katou-sensei rushed in right after, but I sat there and couldn't do anything.

When asked, I answered honestly about the circumstances of the incident.

In reality, I was quite upset and seemed to be giving incoherent answers from start to finish, but it was decided that it would be impossible for me to speak calmly.

I couldn't say that Mita, who was screaming in agony, was desperately reaching out towards me.

Mita of that time appeared in my dreams many times, and I woke up with my own scream.

In order not to disturb others' restful sleep, I also lived a day-night cycle until I stopped dreaming.

For me ... It was impossible to live in Volzard.

However, to return to Japan, a big obstacle stood in the way.

It was said that if you passed through the world of shadows created by Kokubu, you could return to Japan, but those with attributes other than darkness could not pass through.

The only way to allow passage was for Kokubu to steal the attribute, but the only way to do that was through contact with the mucous membranes, in other words kissing.

I wanted to go back to Japan, but I didn't want to kiss someone like Kokubu.

I knew the world was unfair, but even so, Kokubu's share was probably too blessed.

It seemed that he had a bit of a hard time, but having three girls serving him, professing he would live a harem life, I wanted to say don't screw with me.

According to a guy who found a job at the guild and worked there, just by looking at him who had black hair, a girl living in Volzard would talk to you and ask you to introduce them to Kokubu.

Just because he was an S-rank adventurer, it seemed that he was not in need of money or women.

I had half given up on going back to Japan, and I felt like I was going insane when I shut myself up in my lodgings.

Thinking about whether I would end my life shutting myself up in this dormitory, my feelings of impatience and resignation alternated, and my mood only became negative.

At that time, I was suddenly told that I could return to Japan.

It seemed that Kokubu had mastered the summoning and repatriation techniques, and it seemed that it was no longer necessary to steal attributes.

Because of my mental illness, I was the first among the boys to be allowed to return to Japan.

I hated being taken care of by Kokubu again, but you couldn't make an omelet without breaking eggs.

It seemed that Kokubu himself didn't know the details of the repatriation technique.

I was worried if it was okay to send a human with such a thing, but it seemed that experiments were repeated.

More than anything else, I didn't want to be in Volzard.

For that reason, I was willing to put myself in a slightly dangerous situation.

Kokubu said that repatriation was dangerous.

Now that I thought about it, even when I was summoned here, the entire third floor of the school building was cut off and sent with us.

In the same way, it seemed that the area specified by Kokubu would be cut off and sent, and anything that went across the boundary would be cut cleanly.

In fact, when I saw a wooden stick thicker than my arm being severed, I didn't think I should risk trying it out on my own body.

The members who would be returning with me were Watase, who was streaming online with Tayama, who was killed by an Orc, a boy from another class who was mentally ill after being beaten by a knight at the Lastock Garrison, as well as two girls who were close friends with Sekiguchi who committed suicide.

I wanted us to be sent to Japan as soon as possible, but Nakagawa, the English Teacher who frequently got involved with Kokubu, interrupted.

Someone called out 'Comb-over baldy', and I burst out laughing at the comment.

Comb-over Nakagawa was dragged away by Katou-sensei.

The accident happened when Kokubu made the final confirmation with Japan and I thought I could return to Japan.

Comb-over Nakagawa rushed into the area of repatriation.

If he had just rushed in, the number of people repatriated would have increased, but one of the girls was about to be pushed out.

As a result, one leg protruded from the repatriation range and was left behind at Volzard.

I was surprised to suddenly move from outdoors in the daytime to an unfamiliar warehouse-like place, but only for a short time, a girl's scream echoed.

"Nooooo ... My leg, my leeeeg ..."

Blood spurted from her severed thigh.

The girl's screams triggered me, and the frozen time began to move at once.

"Don't screw with me! What are you bastard doing despite being a teacher?"

"No, I'm ... Guhaa!"

When I saw Watase punching Comb-over Nakagawa, something inside me snapped.

I kicked Comb-over Nakagawa in the stomach with all my might.

Since I was involved in such an unreasonable thing as being summoned to another world, I had found my target to vent my pent-up resentment on, and I didn't feel like stopping.

While the three of us boys were beating the hell out of Comb-over Nakagawa, Kokubu called out to me.

"Fujii! These children will be returned to Volzard for treatment, so stay away from this golem's range and don't let anyone come near it!"

When I looked at him, it seemed that the girl's leg was tied with a rope and his hands were covered in blood, desperately trying to stop the bleeding.

I thought he was a harem bastard who was blessed with cheats, but being able to move like this on the spur of the moment was a big deal.

"Alright, leave it to me!"

After answering in a loud voice, Kokubu disappeared into the shadows, and immediately after that, the two girls returned to Volzard.

I learned about it later, but it seemed that Kokubu used healing magic to rejoin the girl's leg.

I also saw a video uploaded by one of my classmates on a posting site, but while I was watching it, the amputated leg stuck back on without leaving a trace, and the appearance of standing up immediately after was really like a magic trick.

If you could do such tricks, it made sense that money and women would come to you.

Still, the other girl who pulled back the girl who had her leg amputated, it was seriously a Super Play.

Without it, her body would have been cut in two, and even Kokubu wouldn't have been able to save her.

Comb-over Nakagawa was beaten up so much that the shape of his face changed.

I was stopped by a SDF officer who rushed into the warehouse, and later I was lectured by a police officer, but I had no intention of apologizing.

I might end up getting punished, but I had no regrets.

After being questioned by the police and having our health checked, we were allowed to go home.

When I returned to Japan after about four months, tears came to my eyes.

Cars running on the road, traffic lights, utility poles, buildings and apartments lined up.

This was not a fantasy world, there were no Griffons here.

I ate sushi, ate snacks, and guzzled carbonated drinks.

I savored the preciousness of an ordinary life that was not rare and nothing unusual before being summoned.

However, not all good things were waiting for me.

Probably hearing from one of my classmates, Mita's family came to visit.

There was no need to ask about their purpose, it was to make me talk about when Mita died.

Of course, I declined the visit.

Despite this, Mita's mother came to my house every day.

My memories, which had finally been suppressed, revived, and the days of nightmares returned.

It was then that a person from a government research institute came to make a request.

I was asked to cooperate in an investigation into magic.

I was told that the research would be conducted overnight at the research institute and that I would be paid a fee.

I, who was annoyed by Mita's mother's visits, agreed without hesitation.

When they heard that I could receive counseling, my family also agreed.

The contents of the investigation was about magic itself.

If magic could be used in Japan, it would be nothing less than the flowering of new human potential.

It seemed that this research institute was also conducting research on the magic tools that Kokubu brought back, but from this point on, research on humans would also be conducted.

The classmates who had returned to Japan until now had their attributes stolen by Kokubu, so they were unable to use magic when they returned.

However, those of us who returned with the repatriation technique did not have our attributes stolen.

In other words, I was the first person to return to Japan outside of Kokubu who had the ability to use magic.

Moreover, Watase and the other person who returned to Japan at the same time refused to use magic.

At last, it seemed I finally had gotten my chance.

Unfortunately, I was a magician type, but if I used physical strengthening magic, I should be able to break the world record for 100m sprinting.

However, when I performed the chanting that I vaguely remembered and activated the attack magic, I couldn't activate it after two shots.

The researchers were not discouraged, even though they were worried that they might miss the chance they grabbed.

Since magic essence did not exist in Japan, it seemed that it was within the scope of the assumption that magic could not be used.

In fact, after resting in a room filled with magic essence and magic stones, I was able to use magic again.

My luck wasn't lost.

From that day on, the days of being hounded by measurements related to magic began.

I was requested to use not only offensive magic, but also physical strengthening magic.

I didn't remember the physical strengthening magic chant, but I was made to remember it by watching a chant video uploaded by my classmate from Volzard.

I had a low rate of physical strengthening.

Even though I tried my best, I couldn't reach the rate of two times, and my knight-type classmates made fun of me, but here I received a storm of praise.

If you could run 50 meters in 4 seconds, that was only natural.

If the knight-type people returned home, my world may end, but until then, it was my turn.

The measurement itself was extremely boring, but it didn't bother me too much because of the continuous praise.

Even when the measured values dropped, people said they were glad that they were able to obtain new patterns of data.

I didn't feel bad even though I knew that some of was just being polite.

What's more, the person closest to me who supported the experiment was a young female scientist researcher.

When she put the measuring equipment on me, I was touched by her body, and sometimes it hit me ... her chest.

I used to get angry when I saw Kokubu grinning, but now I understood.

With female scientist Takamatsu-san, we spent more and more time together outside of taking measurements.

During meals and breaks, we talked about things other than measurements, but most of them was talk about Japan and Volzard was barely heard.

There was no way she wasn't interested in other worlds, but she was probably thinking about Mita's case.

Ever since I started staying overnight at the research institute, I no longer had nightmares.

At the same time as measurements related to magic were conducted, various attempts were also made to recover magic power.

At first, I waited for recovery in a closed room with magic stones.

It seemed that the room was equipped with a carbon dioxide removal device equivalent to that of a spacecraft.

After the small room, it changed into a cylinder and a mask.

Next, was a bottle.

The magic stone seemed to dissolve in water, so it was crushed and I drank it dissolved in water to restore my magic power.

It may be similar to the recovery medicine that was taken in Lastock, but perhaps because it was mixed with a sports drink to improve absorption, I felt that this one had a faster effect.

Every time the method was changed, my magic power recovered faster, but I started to feel stressed because the frequency of measurement increased.

Even if Takamatsu-san was nearby, it wasn't like I could flirt with her like Kokubu.

I felt like I had become a dog who got caught in custody, and I became more and more irritated.

At that time, I was approached to talk about going home temporarily.

Recently, public interest in returnees seemed to be waning.

This time, there was an accident in which a girl had her leg amputated, so there was a lot of bashing against Comb-over Nakagawa.

The media hadn't come to my house, and Mita's mother seemed to have given up and stopped visiting my house.

Even so, in order to ensure my own safety, I was given a GPS transmitter and told to inform my destination when I left the house.

It seemed that the bodyguards were on duty 24 hours a day.

While I felt safe, I also felt suffocated as my movements were being monitored.

On my return home, tablets were handed to me.

It seemed to be made by turning magic stones into fine particles, hardening them, and coating them with water-soluble sugar.

It seemed that if I threw this into a 500ml plastic bottle, it would become a magic potion.

However, the use of magic outside the laboratory was limited to cases of danger such as kidnapping.

Or rather, kidnapping you say ... Maa, considering my rarity, it wasn't impossible for such a story.

It must be a blessing to not have to worry about being exposed to the media.

Even when I returned home, it was a very ordinary room in an apartment complex with nothing out of the ordinary.

However, somewhere in my heart, I had a desire to be fawned over by the world like Kizawa.

On the other hand, being surrounded by the media seemed really annoying.

At that time, I suddenly came up with the idea of using magic outside.

To that end, there was one obstacle, the bodyguards.

If they saw me using magic outside, they would definitely come to stop me.

Therefore, I came up with a plan to shake off the bodyguards.

It would be to the extent that they would just complain if it failed, but if they had any complaints, I would say that I would refuse to cooperate with the investigation.

I told them that I was going shopping at the shopping center, and got on the Oedo Line with the bodyguards.

I got off at Yoyogi Station, passed through the Meiji Shrine and headed for Harajuku.

I left the GPS transmitter on the train.

I was worried at first because I had my bodyguards scattered around me, but after confirming that I wasn't being followed inside the Meiji Shrine, I felt like I was finally able to return to being a normal person.

I wanted to be the center of attention, but I didn't want to be monitored.

I thought I could use magic without worrying about it, but the problem was how to use it.

My motor nerves weren't good enough to show off acrobatic movements using physical enhancement.

However, I couldn't use offensive magic to cut people apart, and I would only be criticized for cutting down trees.

Thinking about it again, I didn't think magic had much use in modern Japan.

If that was the case, why did I try using it for something trivial.

I came up with an idea.

I started practicing magic while walking along the approach to the Meiji Shrine.

"Mana, oh mana, oh mana that governs the world, gather, gather, gather in my hands and become the wind, dance, dance, dance oh wind, dance."

I released the wind generated in my hand without turning it into a blade.

I practiced many times so that the direction of release was the direction I wanted.

I brought all the pills I was given, so there was no need to worry about running out of magic power.

It became troublesome to dissolve it in a drink, so I put the tablet in my mouth, chewed it up, and swallowed it.

I thought it would feel sandy, but it wasn't and the effect was dramatic.

The idea popped into my head that it might be profitable to mass-produce these in Japan and sell them in Volzard.

After about 30 minutes of practice, my original magic was completed.

Surprisingly, I seemed to have a talent for magic.

I didn't realize it because I only used routine magic in Lastock.

I wondered if it would have been better if I stayed, but I really didn't want to stay in that town.

After passing through the Meiji Shrine, I headed towards Omotesandou Hills near Harajuku.

I searched for a suitable place and moved to sit on the fence on the sidewalk in front of Omotesandou Hills.

While pretending to be waiting for someone, I chanted in a whisper.

"Mana, oh mana, oh mana that governs the world, gather, gather, gather in my hands and become the wind, dance, dance, dance oh wind, dance."

A small vortex of wind that left my hand glided along the sidewalk and soared into the sky.

"Kyaaa! What, the wind is ..."

My magic flipped the skirts of five high school girls.

Plaid, white, even string ... the effect of my original-style attribute magic 'Skirt Flipping' was tremendous.

I was engrossed in this silly game.

If wind was generated in the same place, they would be alarmed.

Therefore, I changed the direction, distance, and angle of the whirlwind and flipped up the skirts.

But, soon I got bored of it.

This kind of thing was no different than an elementary school kid running around and flipping skirts.

I should do more things that only magic could do.

It was also best not to go all out.

I put another tablet in my mouth and chewed it.

As it fell into my stomach, I felt a surge of power.

This was a feeling of exhilaration that was incomparable to the medicine I was given in Lastock.

Right now, I felt like I could do anything.

Right now, even Kokubu and Takayama should prostrate at my feet.

I moved from Omotesandou to Takeshite Street.

When I thought about what I should do, I naturally burst into laughter.

The people I passed were looking at me with quizzical faces. My magnificent Aura might have been noticed.

A woman dressed in Gothic Lolita was walking about five meters in front of me.

That's right, let's go with that woman.

Not only would her skirt be flipped, but I would also use a strong wind to tear it off.

"Mana, oh mana, oh mana that governs the world, gather, gather, gather in my hands and become the wind, dance, dance, dance oh wind, dance."

The whirlwind that left my hand slid down the road and moved towards the feet of the Gothic Lolita woman.

"Go!"

"Kyaaaaaa!"

The Gothic Lolita skirt rolled up, but it didn't get torn off.

"Tch, that's not interesting ..."

I looked for another target, walking down Takeshita Street in the direction of the station.

I guessed I had to make it stronger.

Should I tear off not only her skirt but also her underwear and strip her naked.

Aahh, I see, if the blades mix with the wind, the skirt and underwear can be cut apart.

Kufufufu ... Let's do that.

Oops, pills, pills, it's already troublesome, let's eat them all at once.

I crunched the tablets and swallowed them.

Next, I chose a trio of high school girls who were eating crepes as targets.

Now, I'll strip you naked in the middle of the crowd.

"Mana, oh mana, oh mana that governs the world, gather, gather, gather in my hands and become the wind, dance, dance, dance oh wind, dance, and become a blade! Uraaaa!"

The vortex of the image mixed with razor-like blades was bigger than before, and it slid into the middle of the three people as intended.

"Orah, let's go!"

The magic I unleashed was more powerful than I had imagined.

Far from the skirts and underwear, the high school girls' skin and flesh were cut into pieces, and their internal organs and bones were dismembered and scattered around the surroundings.

"Ahahahaha, what is this, that's not erotic at all, it's just gross. Aa~h ... It's troublesome, that's right, I can just rip it off with my hands."

"Ehh, what!? Noooooo!"

When I pulled the uniform of another high school girl nearby, it was torn as easily as paper.

Power seemed to well up from the depths of my body.

Aahh, don't yell at me, huh, her neck broke when I slapped her.

"Bastard, what are you doing to my woman!"

What is this bastard, what are you hitting me with, it doesn't hurt at all, ahh, I broke his arm. When I kicked his leg, it also broke, so weak ... Haha, hahahahaha, it's so fun! More importantly, woman, it's a woman!

Idiot, there's no way you can run away from me right now, take it off, take it off.

Damn, police, you're in the way!

Huh, I punched the belly and it went out his back.

Aguu, what are you shooting, bastard, guu ... ahh ...