I pat itâs head and it responds with a small roar.
âW- Wait, what are you doing!â
As I try to jump off, Maya-chan grabs the end of my robe.
âDonât worry, protective formations have been set up around the Dragon King so attacks wonât reach here and you wonât fall of eitherâ
I pat Maya-chanâs head as well before jumping off the Dragon Kingâs back.
âYouâll die, idioooot!â
Maya-chanâs screams rang out but at this height they shouldnât be able to hear from the ground.
I analyse the enemies fighting strength as I descend.
The shopping district is enclosed in some kind of barrier magic and in front of the clothes store, a minivan and a black luxury car is parked.
At the north and south each, there is someone maintaining the barrier.
In the cars before the store, thereâs five armed ordinary people and one person wrapped in defense magic.
âNo, thereâs one more hiding themselvesâ
After calculating the abilities of the nine attackers and their positioning, I throw out some pieces.
âSet knight to standby inside the shop, set rooks to the barrier mages in the north and south, pawns continue on automatic defenseâ
This should be more than enough combat strength but Iâm still concerned about the one I canât see.
After dwelling on it a while, I pull out the queen too.
Using suspension magic to decelerate, I drop before the armed men,
âAre you some bodyguard hired by the kitsune?â
The middle aged man with a pot belly, wearing a black suit and sunglasses despite it being nighttime, pointed his gun towards me.
The results of my search magic caused some concern.
âHigh blood pressure, high blood sugar, wig detectedâ
As expected, it seems I still canât use magic in this world properly butâŚ..
Thereâs no mistaking this face.
What happened to you these past 19 years, brother?
ĂăĂăĂăĂăĂ
The first time I defeated a monster, I was troubled by the graphic sensation that remained in my hands. Perhaps because it understood human speech and walked on two legs even though it was a pig-like monster that slaughtered even women and children.
âIf orcs kill humans in order to survive, then was what I did good or was it evilâ
When I asked, master scratched her curly reddish brown hair,
âThat might be the case, evil from the orcs point of view and good from the villagers point of view perhapsâ
She looked at me uninterestedly.
My master, Great Sage Kate Monblanchet, was always wearing a gaudy dress.
Her physical appearance was around that of a 12 year old human but her almond shaped eyes and facial features were like precisely sculpted glass, almost like an expensive bisque doll.
âThen, what should I doâŚâŚâ
âTo the rabbit you ate for breakfast today, thereâs no difference between humans and orcs is there. All living beings compete with their lives to survive. Whether for food or to dispute, it is a deed necessary to live. If you donât like that, then all you can do is to stop breathing and drop dead right now. However, thatâs the cowards pathâ
âIs there no choice but for people to suffer as they liveâ
âNo, in the first place thereâs no need to sufferâ
I tilt my head,
âGood and evil is a illusion made by man, you canât measure things with a metric that changes with situation and perspective. However the [fear] you feel is real. And separate from the principles of man or nature, [sin] also existsâ
âI donât really follow anymoreâ
As I was standing there drenched in the blood of my enemy, Master gazed at me with a smile.
âIn order to understand that, you must first discover [something you lack]â
While tiptoeing, she patted my head.
âThose ignorant of the [sins] separate from principles are fools, those who run from those [sins] are cowards. It is enough to teach them them the terror of sin. Then there are those who know of sin and revel in it, if that opposes your principles, then you bear those sinsâ
âI understand even less nowâ
With a bitter smile, Master hugs me gently.
âYouâll get dirtyâ
âFool, clothes are unimportant. The thing I am concerned for right now is your heartâ
Her feeling of her warmth and flat chest pressed against mine began to melt the cold inside my heart.
âWell to put it more simply, you should adhere to your own willâ
Master gazed at me with a concerned face while hugging me tighter.
ĂăĂăĂăĂăĂ
After that, I would always begin a fight with a question.
âAre you a fool ignorant of sin, a coward fleeing from sin, or a sin I must bearâ
âWhat are you saying? Well whatever, within this barrier, I can shoot my gun as much as I like without getting caught, and your face reminds me exactly of the guy I hate the mostâ
Itâs always the case, but there is no one who answers my question properly.
My younger brother Ryuuki, pulls the trigger without hesitation, producing a cheap sounding bang.
[Name: Makarov, Russian-make handgun]
Weapon analysis magic returns that result but before I can use defense magic, the bullets freeze in midair. It seems that they donât have the power to pierce though the weak mana that clads my body.
âTsk, as expected youâre using some strange technique. No matter, you guys, finish him!â
My brother says those small fry like lines and points to the four blond men behind me wearing the same suits.
[Name: AK-47, Russian-make automatic rifle]
As weapon analysis magic returns that result, this time the loud roar of gunshots rings out. Analysis magic works by reading the thoughts floating around the enemy so I canât grasp itâs performance or strength.
But it seems thereâs no need for defense here either.
The problem is that, slipped into the shower of bullets, another enemy took action.
From my robe, I pull out the staff I inherited from my master.
I canât see this staff as anything but a clothesline but even through all my battles thereâs not a single mark on it. Plus if you supply it with mana, you can change the length at will.
Master never said staff and always called it divine tool [Nyoi] butâŚ..1
In reality, she did use it as a clothes line or support bar so I donât know if it really is a divine tool.
âExtend, Nyoi!â
At my voice, Nyoi extended towards the presence mixed into the center of the bullets, however apart from the gunfire ceasing, I felt no response.
âDammit, are you some kind of monsterâ
My brothers legs had given out and he was sitting on the ground, his wig had also come loose but as an older brother I ignore it.
âInteresting technique youâre using, its similar to the vajra staffs from Eizan used by anti demon warriorsâ2
I look up towards that voice and see a girl in shrine maiden clothing standing atop the minivan.
She holds a hand fan and her smooth black hair sways in the wind.
Under her overly short hakama, her thighs can be seen, and her straight cut bangs also look pretty good.
Two pawns on automatic defense attack her simultaneously but,
âAnd these are similar to the shikigami we useâ
She swings her fan and the pawns lose their mana and fall to the ground.
With a strong will she glares at me with her slant eyes.
This could be pretty bad.3
A beautiful shrine maidenâŚ.. Iâm so glad I came back.
I activate search magic,
âHeight 158 centimeters, hip 78, waist 58, bust 80, C cupâ
And such data was displayed.
Itâs not related to battle but itâs valuable information so I retain it in my heart.
However, the fight just now has made it clear, there is a discrepancy in my magic.
I didnât want to use it here but I have no choice but move that piece.
âOh queen of night who reigns over darkness, in accordance to your oath with meâŚ.. rampage!â
As I flick the queen, a black fog envelops me,
âDarling itâs been a while, so where is this and what should I doâ
Her whole body covered with chains and leather belts, a young girl with pink long hair that looks no older than seven or eight appears.
âIâll explain in detail later, thereâs a guy whoâs skillfully hidden their presence, go restrain themâ
âHmmm, ah, there they are. But that guyâs pretty strong, Iâll be taking remuneration laterâ
The Queen(Young Girl) turned into black fog once again and disappeared.
The girl in shrine maiden clothes who was watching that scene made an incredibly disgusted face,
âA- Are you some perverted summoner? Making such a young girl wear such indecent clothes. A- As expected I must punish you hereâ
Her glare sharpens.
Well thatâs about what I thought she would think which is why I didnât want to use her.
My brother and the pretty girl before me are probably both decoys, the real enemy is likely using this chance to aim for Kanako-chan.
âI wanted to play with you more but it seems like that wonât be possible. Iâll settle this nowâ
Maya-chan, watching from the sky, is trusting in me after all. I wanted more time to fix the discrepancies but Iâm feeling but the situation wonât allow it.
âWhat does a pervert like you think they can do!â
She kicks off the roof of the car and leaps through the sky
She dodges my Nyoi with grace and midair waves her fan to fire confetti at me.
This is probably the [shikigami] that Maya-chan and the shrine maiden girl spoke of.
I was hoping to analyse the shikigami by fighting it but,
âStorage magic, openâ
I activate the reliable magic Iâve used many times before to clear the area.
âEh, whatâ
I confirm that the girl, along with all her shikigami, is sucked into the subspace that I use in the place of a tent, and follow after Queen.
âUgyaa!â
Entering the store, I hear Queenâs scream.
It came from the back of the dining room where I ate earlier.
I recover the young girl who had fallen over in the hallway and continue forward to see the door half open with light spilling out.
Below it, a knight had fallen with a scar that showed it had been cut by some kind of sharp tool. Even in the other world, I can only think of a few people who could evade a silmultaneous attack from Queen and a Knight.
âNot to mention this cutâ
I have a bad feeling about this but right now Iâm concerned about Kanako-chan.
I hurry to open the door,
âWhat is it Maya, so loud this late at nightâ
Standing there was Kanako-chan out of the bath, wrapped in a towel.
âMhm huh, Tatsuya-kun?â
When she saw my face, her mouth opened wide andâŚ..
Her bath towel fell to the ground.
Translatorâs Notes:
1: Nyoibou is the Japanese name for Ruyi Bang, Sun Wukongâs staff from Journey to the West.
2: Vajra is a ritual weapon symbolizing the properties of a diamond (indestructibility) and a thunderbolt (irresistible force).
3: The word yabai means bad or dangerous but as slang also means great or cool.