Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"Go home... Hmm?

As I heard an incredible word, a heavy machine gun falls to the ground as it makes a heavy noise away from Ichiya's hand, which leaked the word in disgust.

Seeing whether the concentration of embodied skills had been solved or disappeared as a particle of light, Lianya let him snort.

"There's a god who sent me this way. If I were to peddle his words, I'd think he'd do something about it because he seems to hit God and his boss who dragged you this way, right?

I didn't doubt the word of that toddler goddess, but it is Lianya, who is not very willing to pepper either.

If you are the boss in the first place, it was clear that subordinate management should be carried out clearly, and that management skills should be at a level that you would expect at a time when it has not been possible.

Still, he thinks that he has as much power as he would like to call him.

"You can't keep in touch, can you?

"It's being kept in touch when you come over here."

I've never used it much, but if Lianya said so whining in her heart, Ichiya still roughed up her voice in such a way that she couldn't believe it.

"It's a lie! Then there's no way he's back!

Though I thought it was your best question, the answer was already available.

With a bitter laugh, Lianya answers as she heels her head.

"I... as you know, I'm running out of life over there. I don't know how you got called over here, but my original body was dusted over there and beneath the grave."

Since I have become a young body, I also feel that I will not be able to go back if I want to, but there are also reasons why I can't afford to go back to see my current self.

It is unclear how capable I was before because I have no memory.

But if your present self returns to its original world, well said, psychic.

To put it badly, it would only be treated as a bucket of stuff.

I don't even know if I can use magic like this one in that world, but even if I subtract it, Lotus Yama's physical abilities have now been torn apart from the first place in the original world.

I'm confident that I'll just repaint all the world records for athletics such as short and long distances, high flying and wide jumping, and all the other competitions that have an approximate record should bring out a new world.

With regard to martial arts, of course, the swordplay of the main business will be able to treat world champions as children with regard to things like judo, karate and wrestling with little experience, and even if they deal with the army regardless of sport, they will be able to execute it with a nose crossing if it is about the assassination of heads of state.

"There's no way a bucket like me can go back to the original world, is there?

If Lianya gave herself a mocked grin, she realized nothing about what she was going to say.

"It's..."

"Besides, my registration would have already been written off. Now that I'm back, I don't have a place in that world anymore."

"Really... really, can I go home?

With a trembling voice so good, Ichiya walks over to Lianya with an indelible foothold, reaching out for help.

It's pathetic to please Nuka, so I thought I'd check with the toddler goddess for once, and Lianya somehow turned her consciousness to that side and kept in touch.

Call, when Lianya approached the Toddler Goddess, wondering if it felt strange to describe her as well.

For a moment, consciousness strayed from the one in front of me.

Oh, my God.

A solid voice that even includes laughter.

If the consciousness that was deviating in order to connect the call returned to the movement of Ichiya in front of you, a luminous mass of black metal would shine in Ichiya's right hand, which had been extended toward Lianya.

Two bullets were fired from the muzzle when he realized that he was a pistol.

"Gu!?

The aim is not a small head of purpose, but a small abdomen of movement even if it hastily takes evasive action.

Bullets fired out of a fairly close proximity could have avoided even that distance, usually Lianya.

But the motion of Lianya, who had taken consciousness by the call with the toddler goddess, and yet just thought that Ichiya wanted to return to the original world, lost it late to dodge the bullet at that distance.

Lotus Yaya, who didn't even have time to twist herself and was shot with two bullets in her abdomen, groans low and kneels on the spot as she holds down the area where she was shot with her right arm.

Whether it was because of the pain attacking him from the place where he was shot, there was Ichiya laughing naggingly at Lotus Ya's head, who had just shot Lotus Ya.

"Fool, did it take you?

"... you didn't want to go home... did you?

Lianya asked, unable to raise her face.

I answered that question by laughing out loud.

"You're not an idiot? He's just waiting for a boring routine back in the world, isn't he? The world over here can use cheesy skills, and if I take you down, everyone respects me as Sama the Brave! Get along with such a beautiful princess! You go all the way back to a world where exciting days await you where you can make a fantasy world out of modern weapons!

"Peaceful days are... hard to gain, precious... things, I suppose?

"Don't you enjoy that! Hey, if you get shot in here and you die, you can live a peaceful day in the afterlife, even if you don't like it!

With his finger on the trigger and the muzzle pointing at Lianya's head, Ichiya let loose the edge of his mouth and said in plenty of room.

"It's two Colorado shots in the belly and two in the head. Any skill you have will surely screw you."

"We're talking about shooting, right?

Cold kill intent gently plugged in.

As he cooled his liver to that too cold, Ichiya, who tried to pull the trigger, saw the silver light gushing out of his right wrist holding the gun from directly below.

Before your head realizes that you have been attacked, retreat so that your body, which is being strengthened, avoids that attack.

It was Ichiya who succeeded in dodging the shaken silver light by passing it re-orbiting at a sharp angle and swinging it down, dampening the area around his chest with so much damage that it was shallow slashed, but only his wrist holding the first shredded gun, like some kind of joke, sees him left where he was until a moment ago to fall.

"Pull-out from kneeling. Can I just say this is about being together?

When Lianya, standing up and standing perfectly in the right eye, says so, it is finally time for Bo Tori and Ichiya's right wrist to fall to the ground, and from the cross-section of Ichiya's right hand, your blood erupts and a severe pain strikes Ichiya's consciousness.

"No!? Huh!?

"This particular piece of clothing from our Flau doesn't have eyes for Kepler fiber in the world over there. I'm a little stuck in my breath, but I can't shoot you like a pistol."

If the knife is delivered to the sheath and Pompong and Lotus Ya tap their clothes, two bullets deformed into distorted shapes fall to the ground in a pompous manner.

I'm pretty sure they poked me in the void.

In fact, until he was shot, Lianya just thought it was something that Ichiya wanted to go back to the world over there.

Anyway, from Lianya's point of view, Ichiya is the victim.

Even though I didn't want to, I'm probably the victim of another terrible poverty lottery that was dragged into this world by force and demanded to fight Lianya under some title.

That's why I just thought it was something that came on my word that I said I could give you back, but he had no idea what the difference was.

"Young guys these days, I don't want to say anything,"

"Ku, damn..."

The right arm, where the blood is erupting, is squeezed with his left hand and he manages to stop the blood, but there is no way the wound that the right wrist is completely falling off can stop the blood as much as he held it with his left hand.

Though his face is distorted by the intense pain that strikes him uninterruptedly, Ichiya stares at Lianya with hateful eyes.

"How dare you take my right hand!

"Shoot two shots in this belly, and you don't have the grass to say it, do you?

I don't even put it on my face for yawn, but Lianya herself actually remembered something limp.

It is true that the garments that Lianya is wearing are specially made by Frau, and their strength is not with Frau's ink.

But Frau hasn't actually seen the power of guns, and there's nothing like being comparable in this world.

It was in Lianya until she was shot with the unfounded idea that it would still not even lead to fatal injuries and enough room to optimistically think that if she had the recovery skills she had, she would be able to manage a very painful feeling.

In fact, Frau's made Lotus Ya garments almost perfectly dampen the power of the pistol bullets.

Not only did the bullet not pierce the garment, but the shock Lotus Yayo suffered was only about a slightly hip-drawn body blow emitted by an adult man.

"Oh no... I won't forgive you, I'll kill you!

"I think we should think about the possibility of getting slaughtered before we slaughter him?

The intermission with Ichiya, who was flying off to avoid the slashing back from the pluck released by Yonya, is somewhat further away than when Ichiya shot Yonya.

But such an interval is only an equal degree of distance if you try not from Lianya.

And Ichiya had lost her right hand, and there was no sign that the bleeding would stop violently, and even if the firearm could be embodied in that state, there was no way she could handle it satisfactorily.

"Do you understand what I'm packing as a situation?

If Lianya packs a step in time, Ichiya will lag behind for just what she's packed.

Taking a step further, Lianya picked up Ichiya's right wrist, which was rolling at her feet, slowly hipsided, picking it with her left hand and shaking it with a puffy look.

"You don't think you can shoot two shots into people's bellies and forgive them, do you?

Ichiya's right wrist, thrown loose as it seemed, fell by four as she danced through the universe.

The knife that should have been drained is once again delivered to Lianya's hips sheath.

Ichiya's face turns blue due to causes other than bleeding into a slaughter that she couldn't see at all.

If you pick it up and get treatment, maybe you stuck with it, destroy it by no time you have complete skin and Lotus Yashi won't stop walking.

"Are you ready?

"Knock... stop..."

If nothing had happened, that should have been the last word in the world of an individual called Ichiya.

Ichiya made a statement of intent not to come here, spreading her left hand, which was covered in blood, until she stopped holding the wound.

Regardless, he then stepped in and tried to slash up into reverse slaughter, Lianya.

There was a man who jumped between them and took Lotus' slaughter.

"Oh?"

"Shit."

The surprise is Lianya.

Tongue punching is a shadow that jumped in.

Sparks scattered between the two, and Lianya gazed at the substitute for taking her blow.

"A knife?

The person who jumped in was wearing a perfectly hooded cape from his head and he couldn't see his face.

The outfit peeking through the gap in that cloak is wearing something like a khaki-colored military uniform, and the feet are wearing something like boots up to their knees.

It was a substitute for Lianya to wonder if the weapon that took Lianya's blow even had this kind of thing in this world again, while some familiar outfit appeared.

That looked like Lianya to something called a military knife.

Undecorative round tweezers with a black, matte pattern.

The sheath that is lowered to the waist is also a black painted, very qualitative substitute.

Now, the sashimi that is receiving the sword of Lianyi is a dish that can be seen from the eyes of Lianyi to be a considerable business, and there is no appearance that it was damaged by taking the sword of Lianyi that unilaterally injured only the other person's sashimi against the great sword held by the Demon clan.

"The second one?

Out of clothing and arming, the shadow answers that had interrupted Lianya's inquiry, expecting she would not be a resident of this world, were floating, so calm that she didn't think it was exactly cut right now.

"Well, I don't know how many I am."

The voice I answered was that of a young man.

Somewhere, to that voice that lingers in his ear, Lianya lets him slap a light mouth.

"Appropriately, do you want to keep it about the third person?

"It doesn't matter how many people."

Lotus Yakiya avoids the foot payment rolled out as she answers.

Further alerting this inexperienced intruder, the figure said once and for all without looking back, poking his sword at Lianya, spreading his time without alarm.

"Run away now. Out of the way."

"Ugh... but thank goodness"

Though poisoned, he unexpectedly and honestly expresses his gratitude and leaves the scene trying to hide behind the intruder while holding down the wound that is still dripping blood.

If there was a gap, it was Lotus Ya who was thinking of chasing him and slashing him, but from the intruder who stood in front of him, he ended up missing the time to slash him, without even peeking into the fine dust gap.

"Trouble guy..."

"Mutually, yeah. Well, why don't you follow me for a little while until I get away with it?"

I admire the fact that he has come to be a shield to let his allies get away with it, even though some of the guys with special wins are Lianya, but I have no desire to be chased by Ichiya, who managed to escape the intruder in front of me.

The signs of the intruder brought some sign of happiness to Lianyi, who had no choice but to put his sword back together.