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Pasifista
「Such a discrimination, just who was it who came up with such a story? Perhaps, it’s possible to store anything and everything up to the size of human figure.」
「Quite a highly lethal skill, isn’t it?」
「If you employ such an irregular killing methode your level won’t rise, so there’s no point in doing it, you know?」
I don’t know what the point of raising our level is either, but I’m a bit, no, fairly scared of using it.
「I think you should just follow the standard here and store only items you pick up in the dungeon. Other than organic matter.」
「I’ll make it inorganic.」
「As for the interface, well, I don’t think there’s any need to explain.」
The black rag moves onto Spirit-san’s hand, leaving my body spotless without even a trace of blood that was oozing from my injuries.
On the other hand, my uniform is in tatters.
To think it’d be ruined on the first day of training, I hope they’ll provide me with a new uniform.
When I try moving my body lightly, I don’t particularly feel any pain.
Especially the tips of my arms, whose fingers had broken and skin had ruptured, as well as my wrists are mostly back to normal.
「You have turned more than halfway into a demigod, so I think the state of your soul will be back to normal… oh, my.」
My right palm that has been gripping the crystal, which had fallen from Shizuka.
The faintly shining, light pink colored multi-sided crystal has pierced my palm and is embedded until the back of my hand.
The scar has risen and agglomerated, completely assimilated with it.
The other side is see through through the crystal, but I can still move my three middle fingers, whose muscles are supposed to have been severed, without problem.
「Looks like it’s completely fused into you. If there’s no pain, I suppose there is no problem either. I think you should to take a good care of it, you know?」
The smile of Spirit-san, who is getting faint, is telling me to say nothing.
With rumbling sounds reverberating in the distance, the sound of the dungeon creaking echoes.
When I look at the watch on my left hand, which has been freed from the rag bandage, I can see that the hands of the clock are pointing at three PM, the closing of gate time.
「Thank you very much for your patronage. Let’s have more good deal from now on.」
「Thank you very much. My name is Funasaka Touma.」
Spirit-san, who is bowing and seeing me off, languidly puts her finger on her cheek and floats a smile.
「You’re a new student who still knows nothing, aren’t you? You mustn’t tell your real name to the kind of spirit and devil, you know? If they don’t like you, they will eat you, after all. Such is the advice from the stall spirit of the Labyrinth of Perforation Realm – YGGDRASILL, Skeggiold.」
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Three o’clock in the afternoon.
With creaking sounds, the massive, heavy first door of Rashōmon was closed by the two doorkeepers.
The cogwheels embedded in the double opening door rotated, and the kannuki(bar) carved from a sacred tree was put in place.
As multiple interlocking compound type barrier locks were placed on the gate layer upon layer, the languidly vibrating Rashōmon quietened down.
In front of Rashōmon, in a plaza that resembled a Noh stage, the figures of all students of the first year third group were present.
Most of the students were standing still, looking around at their surroundings curiously.
From the students’ point of view, it felt no more than the moment they passed through the first door, the scenery changed, and they moved to a place where they could look up at Rashōmon from a slight distance away.
Even the several female students who had been slumped on the floor as if they were suffering from anemia, stood up without incident while shaking their heads and wobbling their hips a little.
The slowly spreading buzz was filled with an air of relief like that of after a quiz was over.
「—Well. Something like this, I guess.」
「Haa~…. There’s nothing at all, is there? I really don’t remember a thing.」
Next to Seiichi, who was bitterly smiling with both hands in his pockets, Mai stood up and replied with an indifferent smile while dusting the rear of her skirt.
「It’s like you fell asleep in class and the next thing you know, the bell rings and it’s over, right?」
「You’re, right.」
Shizuka, who was holding her hand on her chest, took a deep breath and nodded.
Her body, which had gotten stiff due to mental strain before dungeon diving, had also returned just like how it used to be.
「The watch is moving properly, huh. I thought that perhaps I would have no choice but to reset it, though?」
「U, u, umm…, T, Touma, san.」
Shizuka stammered with a rigid voice, but as if to enclose her into his chest, she was embraced by Touma head-on.
Being embraced out of the blue, Shizuka instinctively shrunk away as she was assailed with revulsion and fear.
「… Shizuka.」
In response to the faintly familiar calling from Touma, who was peering over her, the depth of her body shivered.
As if to chase after the sensation of the slowly unwrapped arms, she looked up at Touma’s face that was one head taller than her.
Touma’s expressionless face, which she always thought to be scary, was staring fixed at her.
「Oioi, don’t start making out in such a place. At least do it after school is over…. Heck, oi you.」
「Are you alright, Seiichi?」
「Well, yes, I feel nothing wrong, but why are you suddenly grabbing me by the lapel?」
「You’re misunderstanding. I’m just trying to undress you.」
「Stop it!」
Seeing Seiichi earnestly resisting, Mai cackled jovially.
「…Everyone. Good work to all of you.」
The homeroom teacher Midori, with student rolls in hand, called out to the students of the class, whose murmurs had turned into chatters and began to get noisy.
Seemingly somewhat worn out, her face, which showed a kind of lustrous anguished expression, turned stern.
「With this the special training is over. That also means today’s class is over, so you will be dismissed once we return to the classroom, but— for the girls, please remain in the classroom. There are a few matters I’d like to discuss.」
「Ugh, what a drag. Rather, even so, it’s still over earlier than normally, isn’t it? … As expected, it feels weird.」
「You’ll eventually get used to it.」
After being liberated from the mental strain of the special training, the classmates headed for the stairs, chatting noisily and boisterously.
For new students who had yet to get used to school, no matter how much after school free time they got, that would never suffice.
「Now then, what to do, I wonder? Are you going to head back to dorm first, Shizuka?」
「Huh… Ah, yes.」
Shizuka, who was in a daze while holding her own chest, shifted her gaze toward Touma’s back, who was walking ahead.
Seeing such a state of hers, Seiichi warped his lips into a smile and, with a natural blow of wind as cover, quietly sent a whisper to Shizuka.
Perceiving the significance of the secret talk, Mai, who was most likely not mistaken even if she didn’t hear it, was exasperated.
「Hey, Seiichi-kun.」
「Isn’t it fine, at this late of the game…. I bet we’d also gone at it inside, after all. I have no recollections of it, though.」
「Geez… it can’t be helped. Are you the one coming over, Seiichi-kun?」
Readily agreeing to it, Mai put her hand on her hips and tilted her head.
Pull in a partner as soon as possible, she seemed to have received words along those lines from her dorm seniors, but she’d just caught a sight of an exemplary precedent.
At the very least, it was still better than venturing into the men’s dormitory.
「We’ll swap tomorrow. If I don’t have a taste soon, I won’t have much options to switch to in case it’s a dud, after all.」
「Blee~. I’ll be sure to make you go hihi.」
I’m looking forward to it, replying as such, Seiichi heaved out a sigh of relief inside.
From the information he had gathered beforehand, he knew that even if the memory in the dungeon was reset, the experience of death would still leave behind stress on their mind.
The abnormal surge of sexual desire in the presence of death.
Seiichi fervently refrained himself from sharing a room with such a person.