My Entire Class Was Summoned to Another World except for Me

Probably a good reason when a bright character isn't energetic all the time

A week after the Willows incident.

The aftertreatment was successfully completed, and I finally got my shoulder loaded.

"No, I'm glad we made it this time!

"You didn't do anything."

To an old man who speaks satisfactorily, I stab a nail.

What's the matter? It's been a little rough. Is it creating an atmosphere?

You didn't do anything to make this happen.

He gets poked at the drawing star, and the old man tries to distract himself from the story with a bitter laugh.

"As it were, well, I could fix it, and I'm glad to hear it. Because that's how you put it on delicious rice."

With that said, the old man sees the dishes arranged at the table in front of him.

Now we're coming to a Chinese restaurant to celebrate this case resolution.

The TV is familiar with a table with lots of different dishes, such as Mahjong Tofu Tofu and Spring Roll, which looks very delicious.

Cooking does seem like a sign. That's what I think...

Watching the food makes me feel less convinced.

The Willows have strange tools that make them uncomfortable, but if you magically maintain a building or [delete magic] faint once to erase memories and records.

Honestly, is it my fault that I don't feel like all that hard work and this in return fits the split?

"It's been pretty tough."

"I'm sorry. Instead, I chose a fairly pricey shop this time. So give me a break."

To an old man who says sorry, I exhale small.

Well, is this it?

I feel like asking an old man for equal consideration is something different.

"Let's eat fast. It's tough when it's cold."

"Right."

I agree with the old man and I start eating fast.

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"No, no, no."

On the way to eating, the old man spoke casually.

"What?

"In the end, were those guys happy with that?

"Those guys" would mean Willow and Chaita.

You may certainly care if you try from the old man, but there's no problem around there.

I told the worried old man I wouldn't stop eating.

"That's okay, with that"

With that said, I speak of spring rolls.

At that time, after asking Leena to fix the building and treat those who had been unluckily injured by the explosion in the building, I was thinking about the treatment of the Willows.

At first I wondered if I could somehow make an arrest or something, but there is a risk that I would have to expose some of this event to do so.

But there's no such thing as a giant magic formation surrounding a building half-destructed by boulders that can be left behind.

Then, after thinking about what to do - I decided to let those two be corrected to true human beings.

I can't arrest you, I don't have a home to go home to, so let me start over and play a role in society.

I don't know how to do that, but I put a curse on the two of you by [Dark Magic] - - a curse that will never be able to be evil again.

When they put this on, nature and robbery don't do murder! I start to think, and I try to live up to it.

This is the curse that works inside, and when I woke up, I looked back at myself and said, "Why did we imitate that..." And you were repenting.

Plus he turned to me along the way and said, "Sorry for the inconvenience!! I was grounded, and I and Leena were having trouble reacting.

Since it was originally treated as death, he would be desperately working by now because he had created a new registry.

"It's better than sending him to jail badly."

"But, oh, just in case I do something again, by heart."

The old man wasn't there, so I guess his anxiety hasn't slipped out.

That would convince the old man, too.

And the president, who is the culprit of this one, is cursing him again, too.

The disappearance of Chaita's abilities will also solve the lab's brainwashing and make noise.

Therefore, the president was subjected to the same curse as Chaita and others in order to rule the scene.

Originally, I was watching secretly because what I was doing was what I was doing, but the president said he immediately revamped, stopped researching and stopped chasing the two of them.

The researchers seemed uncomfortable, but this would dissolve them safely.

"Don't worry, I've erased those skills already. Even if I can do it, I can't imitate that anymore."

I can't use [Teleport] or [Brainwash]. There's nothing I can do.

With that said, I stretch my chopsticks to get the last spring roll on the table.

This is pretty tasty, huh? It's my favorite flavor of all.

I like the spring rolls in this store and I try to eat them again - the old man grabbed the same spring rolls at the same time.

"... Hey, Night Rabbit. You were eating this earlier."

"I'm the one doing the credit this time. Shouldn't we give up there?"

Changed from the atmosphere I was eating soothingly until just now.

A little tingly air flows around us.

I liked the spring rolls here, I wouldn't even try to get them off the chopsticks, willingly.

But that seems the same for the old man, don't let him get away from the chopsticks the same way.

"Give it up to the elderly here....."

"You're the one who's tired of all kinds of young people."

We talk to each other, but the situation remains the same.

"I haven't eaten at all yet....."

"I haven't eaten yet......"

While pulling the spring rolls together with chopsticks, they don't give in to both.

Bad, chopsticks can inadvertently fold, so I can poorly help...

The old man has come up with a suggestion as the state of revelation and antagonism continues.

"Hey, why don't we make one decision here in Junken fairly?

There's definitely something behind it.

I'll take a look at the sudden suggestion, but I dared to ride here.

"Okay. So let's do it."

"Okay. Then let's put the chopsticks down for each other at the same time. Look, at the same time."

The old man instructs me, and I try to put the chopsticks on the plate, as he tells me.

Well, even if I normally play junket here, I win with a high status of luck.

Even if you try to work wrongdoing, you'll find out right in front of me.

It bracketed that high, but what I was going to do normally in the first place was the mistake.

"Got it!

"Ah!?

The moment I put the chopsticks down and let go of my hand, the old man grabbed the chopsticks and took a little spring roll.

I was alarmed. Soon after I stopped, I realized that spring rolls were in my old man's mouth.

I look at it and I leak it out of my mouth without thinking, "Uh..."

"That's it or normal....."

"If I don't get that far, I can't take it away from you"

No, that's why a good old adult doesn't try to get food until he tricks you.

I have caught my eye, but the old man eats spring rolls to the effect that he doesn't care.

On the other hand, that's pretty clear.

I'm getting angry and scared, and I'm trying to get my mind back on the other plate, and this is one last thing, Shoemai.

"Ah."

"Hmm?"

The old man and the chopsticks overlapped again.

"... hey, Night Rabbit."

"Old man, you did it on purpose"

I've been eating spring rolls until just now, and I'm trying to get my hands on something else.

Me and my old man stare at each other as they cleverly grab a slightly larger shoemay.

This exchange lasted two or three more times later, but the meal went on busily in the sense that it was.

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The meal was over and the old man looked satisfied when he left the store.

"No, I ate. I ate. It was just expensive and delicious."

"You wanted to taste it calmly."

To an old man who looks happy, I look a little tired.

Because that one, which lasted two or three times, had my reward for intimidating me or my old man setting a palliative feint, and I couldn't eat very slowly in the second half.

That was definitely on purpose...

Even after I left the store, I thought about it, but I was happy as I could see.

Should I care about losing?

You're breaking up around here today.

The meal, which was the purpose, was over, and the moment the old man cut out so, the old man hit a passing man.

"Whoa, I'm sorry."

"No, welcome."

He's wearing a mask and I don't know his face, but the guy who bumps into him lightly meets the old man who apologizes and leaves.

What we have now is a busy street with lots of people in and out.

It's not unusual to bump into someone else.

That's what I thought, but I felt unwiped uncomfortable watching a man leave.

Sure, there are a lot of people out there, so they'll bump into each other, but that's kind of too blatant for that.

I felt that way, I checked with the old man as he turned to the man who had left.

"Hey, old man, check your pockets a little bit."

"Pockets? Why?

"Fine."

To my somewhat strong words, the old man explores his pockets as he was told, even if he didn't know his intentions.

Touching his pants pockets, he noticed something, and the old man said, "Hmm?," and gradually, "Hmm? Hmm!? Hmm!!??," he said in a hurry.

"No, I don't have a wallet!

When I heard that, I thought I knew.

"That's the guy you just bumped into."

"Oh, you noticed!? Then tell me first!! Holy crap, grab me!!

"I was half-hearted. And I can't use my skills in public like this without darkness."

Deceiving me was a very handy job for the enemy.

I admire the swallowing, but the old man who was damaged is not the place to be.

"Don't you dare, we're going after you!

"Well, wait."

Control the old man trying to rush off, and I'll calmly present a plan to deal with it.

"It's unlikely you'll find that you've been there now. I have a plan here."

After I say that, I speak to our watchdog in my heart.

“Rowga. Can you hear me?"

I call the lowga in my heart, but I never get a response.

Hey, Rowger.

“...... that? This voice, Lord?"

“Are you all right? You don't look well."

Back to back with his usual cheerful voice, Rowga doesn't feel hectic about his voice right now.

“Bullshit. What's more important than that?"

“Do me a favor. I'm moving you to an invisible location now, so why don't you hurry up and come over here?"

Okay. Okay.

I replied powerless, sigh-like, and then I sent Rowga to an invisible alley.

As soon as he sends it, Rowga makes a little face out of the alley.

“Ah, there he is. Rujie."

As soon as he sees me, Rowga comes straight to the line as he calls me. You sound so lazy.

And he walks with Tobotobo as if he's depressed, unlike the usual blast, without the momentum coming his way.

Plus, it's slower than normal walking speed.

I wondered what the hell was wrong with Louga like that, and I visited her anxiously.

"Are you sure you're okay? I'm so weak that I'm dying."

Physically, I'm perfectly fine.

That's what Rowga says, but it doesn't look okay at all.

What the hell happened?

Even though I get worried about Rowga, my old man made my face snap when you guessed my thoughts.

"Hey, Night Rabbit. No way, what's your name?"

"That's what I'm talking about"

I seem to have figured it out for the most part, but the old man has a worried look about whether he's anxious or not.

Well, if you saw the lowga now, you'd be so anxious.

As you can guess, I'll have Rowga track me down with the smell.

Sure, it may not be possible if an untrained dog suddenly asks me if I can do that, but even Rowga is a monster.

It's never just a dog. Or a wolf.

My nose works better than the police dogs around here, and my intelligence is high.

Besides, even when it comes to other measures, [sign detection] doesn't know the signs of a thief, and [spatial magic (extra large range of effects)] is now melting around and walking, so it's impossible to identify the killer unless he shows weird movements.

In the end, we'll have to leave it to Rowga.

Rowga would definitely find me...... I didn't know he was doing this.

Why didn't you notice when you left the house?

"Are you sure you're okay? You look tired to see something."

"You'll have to let me try. Rowga, can you smell this old man and follow his purse?

"Wahoo."

In an exhaling raw reply, Rowga sniffs cunt and smell as she circles around the old man.

I'm moving a lot, but I'm doing my job right.

Eventually, you found the smell and came back to me.

"How'd it go?

“Garlic cream. It stinks of aging a little later."

That's not what I meant.