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「Omae Gotoki ga Maou ni Kateru to Omou na」 to Yuusha Party wo Tsuihou Sareta no de, Outo de Kimama ni Kurashitai

2020-09-03T22:18:15Z

Shiroi Hane: /* Series Overview */

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*'''Seven Seas now holds the copyright for the English version of this novel, and in accordance with international copyright law this project has been discontinued'''
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'''I Was Told That I Wouldn’t Be Able To Defeat The Demon Lord And Kicked Out Of The Hero’s Party, So Now I Just Want An Ordinary Life In The Capital'''

OmaeGotoki is a light novel series written by kiki(キキ) and illustrated by Kinta(キンタ), published under the GC Novels label. The original web novel is complete at 160 chapters across ten parts, while the light novel adaptation currently covers the first four 'episodes' across three novels. The light novel was licensed by Seven Seas Entertainment on February 21st 2020 for English distribution.

== Synopsis ==

Flum Apricot never even wanted to leave her village. She would've been content to live out her entire life there in peace. But unfortunately, after being prophesied by the God of Creation Origin to join the Hero's party and defeat the Demon Lord, she's known nothing but misery. How is someone with stats of zero like her supposed to be of any use? Her only ability is 'Reversal', and not even she knows what that's supposed to mean. The party's sage, Jean Inteige, is also convinced that she has no right to be there, and he knows just how to get rid of her. Through the depths of despair, when the curse finally 'reverses' itself, what will be left of Flum? And what kind of life will she make for herself?

A yuri/dark fantasy novel sure to entertain fans of either genre.

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==Series Overview==
<b>Japanese</b>
* Volume 1 - "I Was Told That I Wouldn’t Be Able To Defeat The Demon Lord And Kicked Out Of The Hero’s Party, So Now I Just Want An Ordinary Life In The Capital" / 第一巻：「お前ごときが魔王に勝てると思うな」と勇者パーティを追放されたので、王都で気ままに暮らしたい１ (July 30, 2018, ISBN 978-4896378016)
* Volume 2 - "I Was Told That I Wouldn’t Be Able To Defeat The Demon Lord And Kicked Out Of The Hero’s Party, So Now I Just Want An Ordinary Life In The Capital" / 第二巻：「お前ごときが魔王に勝てると思うな」と勇者パーティを追放されたので、王都で気ままに暮らしたい２ (December 21, 2018, ISBN 978-4896378474)
* Volume 3 - "I Was Told That I Wouldn’t Be Able To Defeat The Demon Lord And Kicked Out Of The Hero’s Party, So Now I Just Want An Ordinary Life In The Capital" / 第三巻：「お前ごときが魔王に勝てると思うな」と勇者パーティを追放されたので、王都で気ままに暮らしたい３ (July 31, 2019, ISBN 978-4896379075)
* Original web novel [https://ncode.syosetu.com/n5361em/ here]

<b>English</b>
* Volume 1 - ROLL OVER AND DIE: I Will Fight for an Ordinary Life with My Love and Cursed Sword! (September 3, 2020)

Last Savior:Volume1 Chapter1

2020-07-03T00:54:01Z

Shiroi Hane: Spelling and other misc fixes

==Sector 1 – Bose Nova 2015==

Exiting from a Tokyo tollgate was a sightseeing bus with a party of people, as it entered the Tokyo Expressway.

The scenery of the clear sky under the expressway covered their windows.

As they looked up at the tall buildings that pointed up towards the sky on both sides of the road, the students let out gasps of admiration.

“Left, right, all I see are large buildings!”

“So this is Tokyo!”

The students clamored in unison, and the inside of the tourist bus gradually bustled with activity.

Skyscrapers, enormous advertising billboards and more. The complex dimensional network of roads flowed through the window.

For these traveling students belonging to a high school in a provincial town, the unfamiliar sights of Kanto was thoroughly exhilarating.

But amongst those in the class excited by the outside scenery was also a group of boys absorbed in a game of cards. And within the group of boys hard at work on old maid, one boy muttered.

“…..All in all, I’d say Nanagi is a lucky boy.”

Across from the boy who spoke, left puzzled as to what kind of card he drew—Nanagi Ryouga was staring fixedly at the card with an uneasy expression. He finally pulled out the selected card, and having seen its design, Nanagi was left speechless.

……It was a joker.

And he, who had drawn the winning old maid<ref>i.e. he lost</ref>, was the so called lucky boy.

“Why am I the lucky boy?”

The circle of school friends playing old maid pointed out to the clueless Nanagi in what may have been their vexed feelings.

“No kidding! Today’s social science field trip! ‘That girl’ that is a transfer student is in your group!”

“Transfer student……you mean Kisaragi?”

“That’s right! It’s obvious I’m talking about that young, girlish, attractive transfer student!”

As he gave his angry classmate an incredulous look, he listened to another complaint.

“I never heard that after the groups had been decided, such a cute girl would suddenly make her appearance! No matter what you think, this is on the performer level! Even with all the girls in our school, she’s the top rank!”

“And what’s more, she joined the group short exactly one person, Nanagi’s group. How fearsome……your good fortune that is!”

“You keep saying Nanagi is a lucky boy. What the hell is this lucky boy you keep calling me?”

Having said so, Nanagi gave a sideway glance at the schoolgirl sitting a few seats in front.

In the front of the bus elegantly resting her chins against the window, was the mentioned transfer student—Kisaragi Mana.

Long, black hair and a slender body with porcelain white skin.

It was a hurriedly put on uniform, but on Kisaragi, it seemed fashionably worn.

Hanging below her chest was a thin chain necklace, with an embedded cross.

And together with the accessory, a graceful scent and cleansing atmosphere wafted, from which rumors spread of how she was originally from a religious school.

Certainly, in Nanagi’s eyes she was a fairly beautiful woman.

It couldn’t be helped that his classmates were fascinated by her cleanly beauty.

“But……isn’t that girl a little cold?”

She had introduced herself on the first day of her transfer, spent time talking to the girls of the class, and Kisaragi often smiled.

She was smiling on the outside but……it there was no helping that Nanagi found it to be a fake smile stemming from a shallow pretense. That was the impression that naturally came to him.

Even now, Nanagi could see the look of extreme ‘boredom’ in her gaze.

“……”

Suddenly, Nanagi’s smartphone was notified of an unexpected short message.

It was—from Nanagi’s sister.

Nanagi temporarily laid the card in his hand aside.

『It’s rainy in Shizuoka. I hope it’s sunny in Tokyo. I’m looking forward to onii-chan’s present. 』

The contents were that simple.

But even such a trivial mail was heartwarming, and Nanagi broke into a full smile.

『It’s bright and clear in Tokyo. I’ll work hard on the present, so you and dad look forward to it. 』

Nanagi wrote the reply and quickly sent it.

And as they indulged themselves in games of old maid without end, the bus traveling through the maze of what was the Tokyo Expressway had at long last, arrived at Rainbow Bridge.

Also could be seen at their destination, was a structure characteristic of a giant.

“Oooohhhh! I can see it! Isn’t that the Tokyo Big Sight?!”

The hands of the members playing old maid stopped, and Nanagi and the others excitedly gazed out the window.

Four titanium gold colored roofs in the shape of inverted triangles could be seen.

—Tokyo Big Sight

The modernly modeled building was famous enough that the students recognized it in a single glance, despite it being their first time seeing it.

“I’ve never seen it on TV or the internet…so that’s the real thing! Ahh….looking at it like this, it gives off the impression of a deeply moving silhouette!”

“….Ahem”

Facing his awestruck friends, the girlish looking Nanagi proudly explains.

“Those inverted triangular structures are 8-story buildings known as the ‘Conference Tower’. We will be listening to a keynote speech in the 7th floor of the conference tower, in a room used for international conferences capable of housing a thousand people. By the way, it seems the exhibition area we’ll be touring throughout the morning is the eastern exhibition hall!”

Before Nanagi, who had announced his extensively informed knowledge, some of his friends’ faces twitched.

“Na…Nanagi, you sure know your stuff.”

“Well, Nanagi has been eagerly planning the order in which we visit the booths for some time now after all. You’ve really been looking forward to it, haven’t you? Today’s social science field trip.”

“Wow…..I just lost interest!”

“Why did you go from admiring to losing interest?! W-What?!?! Is it so bad to be interested in it?!”

Nanagi’s face reddened, as he perked his shoulders up in protest at the friends who laughed and made fun of him.

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Future Science Expo 2015.

Open to the public on an early autumn day, the event taking place in Odaiba’s Tokyo Big Sight was managed under the leadership of the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry.

According to the pamphlet, the purpose of the event was ‘The Assembly of Technology’, as the headlines stated.

Prospective cutting-edge technologies of future key industries are introduced to the general public, the next generation of engineers sought out, and appeals to foreign countries of Japan’s technological powers made.

The event was, in short an ‘exhibition of leading edge technology’.

The machinery and equipment of research institutes and specialized experimental facilities of large corporations kept from prying eyes under conditions, could be seen by their group at the venue.

Scholars and engineers would announce their nerve-wracking research. By doing so, the presenter might be able to find an investor willing to fund his/her research.

This was a place of such encounters.

……Be that as it may, Nanagi and the others had nothing to do with the adults’ plans; they were no more than the usual attendee.

If there were to be one point that differed them from the general attendee, it would be that they had to later write a report on the presented speeches, and submit it to their teacher.

As part of their morning group activities, they would visit arranged places discussed beforehand. Things he saw, things he heard. Both came as nothing but new findings.

One such example was the dolphin-type lifeguard robot that swam around like a fish in the small pool specially installed in the venue.

There were also conversational receptionist robots that offered responses indistinguishable from that of a human’s on display.

There weren’t only robots; he heard explanations, such as one on using the energy generated by the satellite solar panels in the form of microwave frequencies to send transmissions into space, and was left completely in awe.

“Over here is the AR—come over and experience the world of Augmented Reality.”

Nanagi and the others suddenly stopped by a booth, where they were distributed digital cameras from a receptionist.

And like this, they entered a place that seemed to reproduce the general-styled living room in a home.

“Please turn on the camera, and see the living room through the camera.”

Following what the female aid told him, Nanagi turned on his camera.

And he looked through the camera at the center of the living room.

“……!”

Nanagi peered through the camera in what should have an empty space, and on the LCD, could see a large TV.

As he tried to look at the surroundings, in what should have been an empty screen, a refrigerator and gaming console were reproduced.

“Cooooollllll!”

It was no common three-dimensional image.

Holding the camera in place, he moved towards the TV that should not have existed as if it were real, and as he approached closer, it drew farther. From the very same position Nanagi was standing in at a visible angle, the manifested images were changing.

The female aid spoke to the speechless Nanagi.

“This uses AR technology, and is called the AR catalog service.”

“AR catalog service?”

The female aid picked up a piece of A4 sized paper in the living room.

This caused the reflections through the camera to change, and the TV sprung forth from the paper the female aid had lifted up.

“Drawn from this paper is a ‘marker’, a special design the camera detects, and matches its position to the CG three-dimensional image, creating an image construct. If, for example, you were to buy a replacement for a large home appliance such as a TV and install this marker in your own home, the location in which you choose to arrange the TV can be conveniently identified. This marker recognition software can be used on your smartphone free of charge.”

“I get it now. This is the so called virtual reality?”

“It’s often confused, but AR and VR are two separate terms.”

The aid made a wry smile, as she gently replied.

“VR, short for virtual reality, is a computer generated technology that simulates the five senses as an illusion. Compared to that, AR is a technology that augments the contents of human cognizance.”

“Hmmm. I kind of get it, but I kind of don’t.”

“The digicam in your hand carries an annotation display feature in the originally empty space. The annotation will make the CG be displayed again. Was that explanation satisfactory?”

To the female aid who kindly explained this to him, Nanagi made a poker face smile.

Of course, he didn’t really get it.

After he said his thanks to the aid, Nanagi joined up with the friends in his group.

At the time when he finished carefully looking at the display items, Nanagi noticed the time on his watch.

“Crap! It’s already this late!”

“Hm? Did something happen, Nanagi?”

One of the boys in the same group as him asked.

Nanagi opened his pamphlet and showed it to the members in his group, as he said

“This over here. This. Soon in East Hall 3, the Future Electronic World performance is going to start. In about 4 minutes.”

The name may have been showy for an event, but they took place in hour intervals.

And standing center-stage, some demonstrator would display their products.

A seemingly fainthearted girl with glasses answered Nanagi.

“Wh-wh-whaaaaa—th-then we better hurry!”

The girl in the same group as Nanagi was the class president, Fujino Inori

With Fujino taking the lead, Nanagi’s group hurried began to move.

“……Hm?”

Nanagi noticed Kisaragi Managa was making a long face as she walked beside him.

……It wasn’t as if there was nothing to talk about today.

During group activities, when everyone should have been acting together, she seldom smiled.

Somewhat worried, he subtly questioned her.

“……Kisaragi-san, do you find this event uninteresting?”

Not having expected Nanagi to start a conversation with her, she made a slightly started face.

But she immediately returned to an unsociable face void of expression, and exited from his line of sight.

Without ignoring Nanagi, her lips opened.

“If I remember correctly, your name is Nanagi-kun?”

She asked in a questioning tone.

Having only just transferred schools, it wasn’t expected for her to match the names and faces of her classmates yet. But she had correctly guessed Nanagi’s name.

“I’m sorry if I got your name wrong. But my family is constantly on the move, so I don’t know when they will relocate again. The thought of meaninglessly remembering your names hasn’t really crossed my mind.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I don’t have any intention of getting along with you guys.”

“……Huh?!”

Her clear, distinct declaration left Nanagi at a loss for words.

Kisaragi faced the taken aback Nanagi, and brushed through her own beautiful hair.

“‘Is this event not fun’, you say? Isn’t it obvious?”

No longer wearing a forced smile, she thrust her merciless words at Nanagi.

“What could be so interesting about the likes of a future of expectations?”

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At first, the group had inspected the set displayed items from start to end.

With lunchtime approaching, Nanagi and the rest were in the middle of moving to the class’ rendezvous point.

A boy in the group asked the seething with rage Nanagi,

“……Why are you in such a bad mood, Nanagi? Weren’t you the one looking the most forward to this social science field trip?”

“Yea….some things happened.”

As he scratched his head, Nanagi cursed out in a low voice.

“What’s up with her. All insensitive. Here I was thinking she might be bored because she’s a transfer student and doesn’t have anyone she’s close to……then she says she’s not interested in being friends with us?! If she’s like that, I’ll never be friends with her!”

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“What are you muttering on about, Nanagi-kun?”

“N-nothing much.”

Nanagi having avoided the question, forced a smile towards a girl in the group.

The class president Fujino glanced at him from the side as she spoke to the group members.

“Umm, umm……the performance is over and it’s about time for the assembly but……for other places you want to quickly visit, does anyone have one?”

Fujino awaited the group members’ response.

No one felt like expressing their thoughts to such a meek appeal.

Each and everyone one of the members in the group wore an expression of fatigue, conveying such feelings as “this much is good enough. We’re spent,” to her.

They had lasted 2~3 hours, though having walked through the venue the entire time since morning, the members were in a worn out state. Nanagi too, having been able to visit all the places he wanted, was satisfied.

“……huh?”

At Nanagi’s sudden murmur, Fujino timidly asked.

“W-what’s wrong, Nanagi-kun?”

He spoke aloud what he had realized.

“……umm, this is strange. Kisaragi-san isn’t here.”

At Nanagi’s mention, the other members also came to be aware of the situation.

Three boys, two girls. The six member group was short one girl.

The only one nowhere in sight was Kisaragi Mana.

The members searched the surrounding crowd, and said in unison.

“Huh, she’s not here!”

“I wonder if she got lost. Kisaragi-san, where did you end up going to?”

“Are you kidding me? Assembly time is right around the corner. Won’t it be bad if we don’t find her soon?”

“Wh-wh-what should we do, Nanagi-kun?”

“Why are you asking me that?”

Nanagi cast a troubled look back at Fujino, her eyes watering as she pleaded for his opinion.

And then he had a flash of inspiration.

“…Does anyone know the number on her smart phone?”

Before the group activity commenced, Nanagi and the others had informed each other of their contacts.

Nanagi did not have her number, but the other members might have learned of it.

“Do you guys know it?”

“I don’t.”

“Me neither.”

“...I also don’t know her number. Even if I asked her, she would always give me the slip.”

“Who would have thought even the class pres didn’t know!?”

Nanagi went from slightly troubled to completely shocked.

Nanagi himself couldn’t exactly blame the others but……Kisaragi had not given the other members her number. To not even give it to the class president, it would seem that her words of not being interested in playing friends with the classmates would genuine.

With mixed grief, he looked around his surroundings.

The surrounding crowd was considerably large.

Fed up with these feelings, Nanagi made a reluctantly made a proposal.

“Anyway, we have to hurry and find Kisaragi. She shouldn’t have gotten far. Let’s come back here in 10 minutes, and if we haven’t found her, we’ll consult with the teachers.”

Nanagi and the rest split off in all directions and began their search for Kisaragi.

As he moved within the crowd, Nanagi murmured successively in a fit of impatience.

“Seriously! She’s not only rude, but also makes trouble for everyone….she pisses me off.”

Should he find her, he would not be satisfied if he did not at least give her a piece of his mind.

Shrugging his shoulders, he began his search for Kisaragi in the venue.

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Kisarai Mana.

A girl who transferred one month ago, and whom Nanagi had yet to become acquainted with.

What he did know about her was based on rumours he had heard from the boys in the class, and whose credibility were questionable.

Like how she had lived abroad and was fluent in foreign languages such as english and chinese.

Or how she won the chess championship and excelled in academics even in foreign schools.

All he only heard about her were seemingly unbelievable rumors.

Even if those frequented rumous were false, it wasn’t uncommon for people to take it for true upon seeing the graceful air emanating before Kisaragi; it was such foul play.

Kisaragi Mana. With a horrible attitude to boot.

Nanagi was searching high and low for such a girl.

“Where the hell did you go Kisaragi-san?!?!”

He spouted out his irritated emotions.

Thinking how she couldn’t have gone too far, he believed she would quickly be found.

But reality proved contrary to his expectations.

With Kisaragi nowhere to be found in East Hall 3, Nanagi had wandered into the area of East Hall 1 before he knew it. If he still couldn’t find her, it was possible that she may have gone to East Hall 6 by crossing the center passage that connected to the other side.

In his search for Kisaragi, Nanagi looked restlessly within the grounds as he walked.

In such a completely inattentive state, Nanagi bumped shoulders with a passerby in front of him. He hurriedly apologized to the person he bumped into.

“S-sorry!.........wait, what?”

Nanagi lowered his head in front, but the person was already gone.

The man he bumped into wore a hooded shirt and baggy jeans and certainly wore the air of one of those bad-type characters.

The man took no interest in Nanagi, nor did he stop to pick a fight, and walked off.

Nanagi stared at the back in amazement as he walked into the distance.

“….I wonder if he was in a hurry.”

He never turned back towards Nanagi. He was busy looking around, appearing to have been searching for something. He found his friends before long, and after a few other men joined them, began talking in place.

Nanagi couldn’t hear what they were saying but……their attitude was deadly serious.

Suddenly, Nanagi’s eyes were attracted to the wristbands the men wore.

—A symbol of an inverted ‘V’ superimposed on an upright ‘V’ in the shape of an eye.

The wristbands on the men all bore the same symbol.

“Is it a mark of their team or something?”

After a long discussion while standing in place, the men split off into the venue.

Nanagi watched them for some time, but he couldn’t afford to dawdle around forever.

He also had an objective to promptly find Kisaragi.

As he pulled himself together, Nanagi once more began his search for her around his surroundings.

Though as it was…..he had already lost the drive to search for her.

“Over here might also be no good. Maybe the others found her. Would it be better if I went back?......”

Having not found her, he was left only with feelings of distress. Nanagi returned to the predetermined spot he had decided with the group members in East Hall 3.

And as he was about to leave the place, his feet suddenly stopped.

“Experimental model for……a quantum computer?”

Near the central region of East Hall 1, he came across the huge signboard panel.

Over there where the spectators gathered, enclosed in surrounding chains rose an enormous clock tower.

It was a complex mechanical tower whose height was three times that of a human.

Nanagi was able to immediately come to the understanding that it was a clock tower due to a large electronic bulletin board installed on the center of the machine. In large numbers, the time was displayed. The red numbered lights continually indicated the current time above the bulletin board in silence.

The time was clearly indicated in hours, minutes, seconds, each a column following their respective order. And in the column successively following seconds, contained a number changing within a moment’s notice, that the exact number was imperceivable.

Nanagi read aloud the life-sized, explanatory panel placed in front of the tower.

“A model on the principles of quantum computers, huh. The world’s top contender for most accurate time display……what a pointless thing to compete for. Isn’t it just a normal computer with high calculative performance?”

The huge machine before him appeared to have been an experimental model for a ‘quantum computer’.

As for what exactly a quantum computer was, Nanagi did not have the slightest clue.

Just that the purpose of the computer was to tell time.

To use such a big device, that was only capable of doing things a watch could, was pushing it.

Not particularly feeling any rise in excitement, Nanagi vacantly looked up at the clock tower in front of him.

The time continued to count up, and soon hit noon.

In the exact instant the clock display turned the 12th hour.

“……?”

—Nanagi’s field of vision distorted.

The bustle from the surroundings rapidly faded, when Nanagi felt an indescribable chill.

His head spun, and his ears buzzed. The clock tower stretched out wide, as if being pulled to the left and right, and then immediately returned back to normal before his very eyes.

……the sound of the faded commotion gradually returned to his ears.

“—The end is coming.”

It was sudden. A voice from beside him took shape.

Nanagi turned around in a fluster, and there stood a young girl.

She had probably been there from the start.

She was no doubt an ordinary young girl.

Short blond hair. Blood red eyes. And no traces of Japanese descent.

A petite, beautiful girl with a lovely appearance that differed from Kisaragi’s.

She gazed at Nanagi, full of loving gentleness.

Nanagi realized this and was struck speechless.

She was wearing—a wedding dress.

It was not the plain, simple clothing those attending the Future Science Expo wore.

Nanagi stared at her appearance in the wedding dress in mute amazement, but pulled his thoughts together and asked.

“….Who are you?”

“A pleasure to meet you. So we meet again. My name is Sophia.”

A pleasure to meet you, and so we meet again.

Her impasse introduction left much to be desired, only having revealed that she was called Sophia.

With a smile, she looked Nanagi in the eye and began to talk.

“In mankind’s history, innumerable predictions telling their end have been made. Take for example, the writing in the sacred texts that foretell the coming of the apocalypse, and the calamity the astrologers feared would befall on them from the heavens in Renaissance France. No matter what era, there will be those that believe in ‘the end of the world’ and be haunted in fear. However, it also stands that not a single one of the ends they believed in were realized. That is why we are living and continue our existence today.”

“……What are you saying? Are you ok?”

“Be that as it may, the ‘genuine prophets’ have yet to leave behind the remaining predictions. He who established the symbol of the swastika for the former Third Reich had said so. ‘We destroy not out of fear, but out of faith,’ 2039.”

Her cryptic, one-sided and seemingly aimless speech left Nanagi baffled.

As he stayed silent following the quote, she smiled in sorrow.

“I am a person of the beginning, and a person of the end. I am one who shall steal your heart, one who will bestow upon you a fighting weapon. Right here at this very moment, the words I can exchange with you are severely limited. That is why to accomplish what I should accomplish only am I here.”

She told him this with a somewhat lonely expression.

“There is no more time—the Bosenova will begin here.”

“Bosenova?”

“Yes. The beginning of your battle.”

“My battle?.....”

Not knowing how to respond, he mimicked her response like a parrot.

Sophia soon held out one of her hands towards Nanagi, in it was a pocketbook.

“I will entrust this to you.”

“…What is this?”

“This pocketbook is something you people will need.”

The pocketbook she handed over was considerably aged and creased, with a black leather cover. It had the thickness of an address book. There was nothing recorded on the front cover, but the innards seemed crammed full of content. He confirmed it when she brushed along the sides of the paper.

Sophia made no room for refusal, and Nanagi hesitantly received the pocketbook.

“If you are to ever wish to return here, this pocketbook will serve your needs.”

“Huh? Me, return here?......”

“You will surely face a great, many choices. No one decision is more correct than the other. But you must absolutely not hesitate to the very end. You alone, are our last hope. Only you alone can end it.”

“Like I was saying! Just what exactly have you been saying since a while ba—mmgh!!”

Nanagi’s words were forcibly interrupted.

—Sophia’s small lips pushed against his own.

“!!!!!”

Her sweet breath brushed across his cheeks.

An intense heat surged throughout his body, as his face burned a beet red.

As their lips separated, the strand of saliva connecting them broke off.

Sophia, having stolen his lips, wore an enraptured expression, her eyes moist and her face dyed red.

As if in embarrassment. As if in happiness.

And lastly, she showed a lonesome smile.

“W-w-wh-wh-what did you just!?!?!”

It was the first time his lips had touched that of a girls’, and he was left shaking in a terrible tremor.

He could no longer think of think of her as another stranger.

Just remembering the sensation of her lips made his body quiver, and erupt in heat. His heartbeat and breathing was considerably thrown off rhythm, as he shouted within himself ‘Calm down!’ in earnest. Nanagi frantically tried to cool his flushed face.

Sophia gazed at Nanagi, with reluctance to part, and then lovingly.

And then immediately after Nanagi blinked his eyes.

In the moment he shut his eyes, Sophia vanished before him.

“…….eh? You’re kidding, right?!?!”

He had no understanding of what had happened, but he began searching within the venue for Sophia who had disappeared before his very eyes. But no matter how hard he focused his eyes, Sophia’s appearance was nowhere to be seen.

It had been a mere instant.

In no less than a blink of an eye, a person had vanished in front of him.

“Was I dreaming?”

His surroundings flourished, with people coming and going no different from before.

Until just a moment ago, a showy young girl wearing a wedding dress should have been standing there. And as if to confirm that she was never there from the start, there were no signs of any changes in his surroundings.

Nanagi slowly touched his own lips.

That feeling. That warmth……couldn’t have possibly been a dream or illusion.

As his cheeks flushed once more, Nanagi stood there in a daze.

“Hey, you.”

Someone had called him out once again.

It was not Sophia’s voice. A voice indistinguishable from that of a boy or girl. An androgynous voice.

He looked over to see a figure in a black trench coat standing behind him.

A boy…….wait, a girl?.....

The person who had rudely addressed Nanagi was about the same age as him.

Short black hair. Studded earrings. A sharp, piercing gaze that gave off a cool impression.

As beautiful as a girl, as imposing as a boy.

The androgyne pressed towards Nanagi with terrible menace.

“Where did that girl just now disappear off to? What did you talk to her about? Answer me.”

The figure gripped his collar.

From the cuffs of the coat, a thin key chain wound around the wrist could be seen.

Inscribed on the metal plate was the symbol of an inverted V superimposed on an upright V that resembled an eye.

It was the same mark carried by the men he bumped into some time ago. In other words, an associate of theirs.

……They might have been searching the venue for Sophia.

“What a rude fellow, doing this out of the blue.”

“Whatever, just answer my question. What did you just talk to that girl about? Who are you?”

That’s what I want to ask!

As he thought so, Nanagi glared back at the figure.

His eyes were suddenly attracted to the coat’s breast pocket.

There, he saw a leather belt shaped like a holster. And stored in it was——a handgun.

“….!”

Realizing where Nanagi’s line of sight was directed, the figure quickly covered her coat.

Letting go of Nanagi, the figure completely slipped into the crowd and disappeared.

When the figure could no longer be seen, Nanagi nervously murmured in a cold sweat.

“I-I might have been seeing things……right? What was that all about?”

He had only caught a glimpse of it, and could not be sure if it was actually a gun.

Left in bewilderment, Nanagi finally noticed the weight of the object in his hands.

—It was the strange pocketbook he received from Sophia.

The pocketbook was real. And there were others who had seen Sophia.

That would mean his encounter with the young girl named Sophia was no dream or illusion.

For a while, he stood there in place, having completely forgotten about searching for Kisaragi.

A phone call from the class president, Fujino, had finally brought him back to his senses.

….Kisaragi appeared to have been carefreely eating ice cream in front of a store.

On hearing news of Kisaragi’s discovery, he set off as if he finally remembered to do so.

The Future Science Expo was supposed to end only in excitement.

But Nanagi began to be enveloped in a strange feeling of uneasiness.

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Shortly after, they were helping themselves to an all-you-can-eat lunch buffet inside a restaurant found within the venue.

Nanagi’s classmates had once more gathered in the entrance hall, where roll-call one by one would begin. Their destination was the side of the entrance hall. Over there would be a six-floor long escalator.

After ascending the escalator, they would climb one additional floor, where they struggled to their intended destination. There lay the Conference Tower on the 7th floor of the Tokyo Big Site.

They had arrived in what was called the International Conference Hall, whose size rivaled that of an opera house.

The entrance resembled the doors in a theater. Once he passed through it, his eyes glittered as he looked up at the tall, spacious ceiling.

It was a theater, with a vast stage that wasn’t a stage.

Nanagi had searched up beforehand, and found the large conference room could accommodate 1000 people, but….seeing it firsthand, he felt it was large enough that it could accommodate far more people.

“Holy cow! It’s huggee!”

“I wonder if you could bring yourself to act less shamefully, Nanagi-kun. I find it embarrassing as your classmate.”

The one who poured cold water over his excitement was Kisaragi Mana, who sat next to him.

And for Nanagi, the same could be applied to her, who messed up the group activities because of her self-centered actions.
Annoyed with her blunt attitude, he forced a stiff smile.

“S-So Kisaragi-san is the one seated next to me.”

“That’s right. Do you have a problem with that?”

“N-No. I don’t really mind.”

Beside the snappy Kisaragi, he had no choice but to keep quiet, unable to talk freely.

Nanagi took out a printout that was distributed in his school from his bag.

On it was the time schedule for today, and written information on the keynote speech they were scheduled to hear.

“The future of quantum computers, huh.”

Judging from the name, he had a hunch it would be a plain, difficult type of speech.

The teachers had deemed it as ‘material at a level that even high school students could understand,’ but Nanagi was slightly uneasy as to whether he would be able to listen until the very end without falling asleep.

“I need to write a report on this, so it would be bad if I miss the speech.”

Nanagi grumbled, and then the ceiling lights began to be cast.

With the exception of the stage, the audience’s seats were pitch dark.

And from inside the stage, a middle-aged man in a suit walked out.

The man gave off a slovenly appearance, bearing an exhausted expression, his white hair unkempt, with a stubbled face, standing hunchbacked.

And along with his appearance, came a round of applause.

The man must have been the presenter for the afternoon’s keynote speech.

“Testing. I’d like to thank everyone for taking the time to come here today. My name is Date Keizo, and I will be presenting the speech on ‘the future of quantum computers’. I am a D.Sc. in the research of quantum engineering. I work in an office building of the National Institute of Informatics, forty minutes away from here by train.”

The presenter used the microphone and introduced himself as Date.

A large, white screen was lowered on the stage.

On the white screen, the projector turned on.

In the beginning, the only thing projected on the screen was—the number, ‘2’.

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“How fast are the personal computers we use capable of running at? In this lecture, let us first broach the topic of how fast computers can run.”

Date scratched his head and continued.

“The component that determines the processing speed of our computers is the CPU, as I’m sure many of you are aware. Let us delve further into this component we call the CPU. The inner components of a CPU take on a very complex structure, crammed with micro-components invisible to the naked eye, that when linked to a circuit, leaves no part unaccounted for. If we were to go to the extremes, one could say we could accelerate the CPU by accelerating the exchange of electrical signals in a circuit.”

Date made a bitter smile.

“But a while back, the genius physicist known as Einstein had established his famous theory of relativity. According to this theory, there is no object that is capable of moving faster than the speed of light. That is to say, even if we were to quicken the transmission of electrical signals, the electrical signals cannot exceed the speed of light—in other words, 3×10<sup>8</sup> m/s. If we are to only rely on the quickening the electrical signals themselves, we will be come across the obstacle known as the speed of the light.”

In his notes, he wrote: Transmission of electrical signals faster than the speed of light is impossible.

“But researchers, thinking they cannot increase the speed of computers, have immediately switched to an alternative method. That method is ‘downsizing’ of the CPU.”

Nanagi must have found Date’s style of speaking interesting, because he was listening so attentively he forgot to take notes.

“In recent years, the increase in computer processing speed is namely associated with CPU downsizing. An endeavor to shorten the distance between these processing components, so to speak. The theory behind it is simple. It is obvious that compared to visiting a friend’s house 1 km away, you would much sooner arrive at a friend’s house directly neighboring your own. Every year, there is rapid progress in downsizing, and the number of components that make up a CPU increase.”

Having mentioned this, Nanagi and the rest had always wondered how the laptops, tablets and other devices at their house could get smaller, and yet have a higher processing speed.

According to Date’s speech, this was all thanks to downsizing.

“One of the founders of the American Intel Corporation, Gordon Moore, had stated that we are approaching a future of CPU downsizing. That is the well-known Moore’s Law. Moore’s Law states that the number of transistors in a CPU will double every two years. If this law holds true, by the end of 2017, we will see the birth of CPU components the size of atoms, or possibly electrons.”

“A working computer the size of an electron……”

Nanagi felt curious how they would make such a thing.

“Now then. If we were to make computers run even faster, we would run into a big problem. The components that make up a CPU that have become miniscule in size will face a significant amount of ‘quantum noise’. That noise is something of the electron level, belonging to a micro-world, governed by laws completely different from the laws of physics we abide by. We refer to these sets of laws as quantum mechanics. From here on out, let us think about quantum mechanics—the laws of physics that apply only to the micro world.”

“The laws of physics that only work in the micro world……”

Date spoke as if several different sets of laws of physics existed.

“Let us apply the laws of quantum mechanics so that we may imagine it. Say there is a wall, blocking our destination. In order to cross the wall, we do not need to climb over or take a detour around it. If we were to abide by the laws of quantum mechanics, we can ‘phase’ through the wall because you and that wall can ‘simultaneously exist’ together.”

“No way!.....”

Having no reason to have heard Nanagi’s shocked mumble, Date unconcernedly explained on the stage.

“Please think of an electron particle as a baseball. In the transmission of electrical signals, the components collectively play catchball with this ball. But because an electron follows the laws of quantum mechanics, the incoming ball will unexpectedly split into two and teleport through on contact. There is no way to catch such a miracle ball, is there? The damage sustained in electric transmission by this erratic behavior is what we call ‘quantum noise’.”

Nanagi was left in bewildered amazement.

Date once more continued his explanation.

“——In two more years.”

Date finally pointed towards the ‘2’ projected on the screen.

“If Moore’s Law stands true, then we will see the limits of downsizing in two years. We will no longer be able to ignore the effects of quantum noise, and any further downsizing will be extremely difficult. In other words, progression of the computer will temporarily come to a dead halt.”

A computer progressional standstill.

Date had announced it would come in two years.

“Does this mean they won’t downsize computers anymore?....”

Nanagi mumbled to himself in doubt.

It wasn’t only Nanagi that was left dumbfounded; the majority of the audience were making similar faces.

“And now for today’s subject. I will now talk about the future shaped by quantum computers.”

The number 2 on the screen behind his back disappeared, as the new text ‘The next generation’s computer, the quantum computer’ showed up in its place.

“It is exactly as stated on the screen. The next generation high speed computer that will replace the current model that will reach a deadlock in two years, that I am dedicating my work towards, the quantum computer.”

Nanagi recalled the quantum computer clock he had encountered this morning in the eastern exhibition hall.

……That’s the next generation high speed computer?

It was by no means an idea he could easily accept.

“To grasp a better understanding of the quantum computer, we must first understand the ‘many-worlds interpretation’. This theory is still under scientific controversy, but broaches the existence of parallel worlds.”

Nanagi grumbled, unable to swallow his feelings of suspicion.

“Wait a second….parallel worlds? He just suddenly switched to talking about sci-fi material.”

Unconcerned with Nanagi’s feelings of doubt, Date eloquently proceeded onwards with his explanation.

“Let us assume this theory is correct. And to make things easier to understand, we will proceed with an interpretation slightly differing from the original, namely, that our future holds countless parallel worlds that branch off from ours. Chances are, the futures that we will live have been decided no matter how hard to struggle. And in actuality, until that point in time where our future has been decided, it is not the case that we may strive towards the many possibilities the future holds. The conditions in the world of quantum mechanics coincides with these conditions I have mentioned. If you were to imagine it, parallel worlds give off the feel of an overlapping state.

Date said, lightly shrugging his shoulders.

“Let us return to the previous topic at hand. The laws of quantum mechanics explains that in a functioning universe, the phenomenon where an electron particle exists simultaneously in two separate locations and instantaneously moves to another location occurs. The reasoning behind this strange electron movement is thought to be ‘electron superpositioning’. In terms of the many worlds interpretation, this would be the overlapping of parallel universes.”

The overlapping of parallel worlds……electrons were the underlying fundamental cause that lead to parallel dimensions. Nanagi’s thoughts gradually descended into chaos.

“Now then, the prelude has taken quite some time. With this, we can finally begin the discussion on quantum computers.”

Date said as he scratched his nose.

“Present-day computers have reached their limits in downsizing. And what is it that we should do to continue production of fast computers? Physicist Deutsch at Oxford University found the solution in quantum computers. So what exactly is a quantum computer?”

Having raised that question, Date grinned.

“To phrase it shortly, it is a computational computer that makes use of parallel worlds.”

The extraordinary proposal that came out of Date’s mouth shocked Nanagi.

“Using this computer in our world, it can access other computers that exist in parallel worlds and perform parallel computation. By employing these computations, we can link the parallel worlds, in a state similar to the superpositioning electron. This is we call a quantum bit.”

The hall falls into dead silence.

“It uses an infinite number of computers from existing parallel worlds to perform calculation for a single problem. Its operational output is tremendous. How so you ask? The most employed encrypted coding in present-day computers is the RSA algorithm, capable of performing prime factorization decryption. Even if say, a super computer with THz of processing power were to attempt prime factorization of a 300 digit long prime number, it would take 150,000 years. The RSA code largely determines the time spent in its decryption. Even so, a quantum computer with the same specs made to compute this process would finish decoding it in less than a second. The various codes would be cracked, and the secrets from the world would disappear.”

“Whoa!”

It could pull off what would take a supercomputer 150,000 years in under a second.

The clock tower demonstrated in the exhibition hall left an impression far short of impressive, but having heard everything just now, Nanagi now thought it was an extraordinary piece of advanced super technology.

All of a sudden, a harsh noise resounded from the speakers.

The faces of the audience within the hall twisted in anguish at the unpleasant sound.

Wondering what was happening, Nanagi stared at the development on stage.

The power for the mike seemed to have been cut, as he saw Date tapping on the mike. A staff member rushed out from the back of the stage to help him. He fiddled around with the malfunctioning mike.

With Date having ceased his talk, the audience gradually became noisy.

“……Nanagi-kun?”

“W-What’s wrong, Kisaragi-san?”

“Is it me or…..has this hall become colder?”

In the seat next to him, Kisaragi was rubbing both her shoulders, as if it were freezing cold.

Now that she mentioned it, Nanagi’s felt his own fingertips growing cold.

It did not feel cold when he had entered the hall, but the room’s temperature seemed to have lowered little by little.

Soon, it felt like midwinter, where even their breaths could be seen.

The increasing coldness in the hall was accompanied by a growing commotion.

The speech was disrupted by a microphone failure. What’s more, the room had lowered to freezer temperature. They had been waiting since the equipment failure but….it didn’t take long before complaints were thrown around.

Nanagi too, found the cold too much to bear and rubbed his shoulders while shivering.

“What’s up with this freezing coldness.....!”

Out with his breath, came his voiced complaint of dissatisfaction.

Five minutes had passed since the speech was disrupted.

Those who grew irritated at the staff’s inadequate display of ability to quickly allow resuming of the speech also were not few.

As the cold air whirled around in the hall, a strange unrest filled the room.

At that time.

“—Settle down.”

A voice suddenly could be heard without warning.

It was only that—a girl wearing a wedding dress stood on stage.

Not a single person in the hall was aware of when she appeared there.

And it turned out Nanagi knew the name of the lovely girl.

“Isn’t that Sophia!?”

Standing on stage was the mysterious girl who had stolen Nanagi’s lips.

And just what exactly was she doing on the stage?

There was no way that Nanagi, nothing more than a bystander, would know.

It was a mystery how Nanagi, seated in the rear of the hall, could clearly hear her voice without any use of a microphone. It was something entirely beyond reason.

Date and the staff stood still in wonder, making no attempts to stop her from speaking.

They stared at her in amazement, as if they had mistaken her for a spirit.

The audience’s attention all turned towards Sophia.

After looking at the quietened crowd, she soon spoke aloud.

“It’s a pleasure to meet everyone. And I’m sorry.”

Sophia offered words of apology to them.

“From this point on, you will be going out on a journey. Many will not return, and everyone can’t help but feel hurt. That is why no matter how many times, you must continue to be inquisitive. One day—man will find happiness.”

Her red eyes faintly began to glow.

Immediately following—the sound of an explosion resounded from the ceiling and the conference hall trembled.

“Whhaaaa—!!!”

The shaking of the hall prevented everyone from freely moving.

The ceiling was enveloped in a mass of crimson flames and the torn-up steel frames rained down incessantly on the hall. The remains of the ceiling crushed many in an instant, before their very eyes.

No one would have predicted that explosives were planted in the ceiling.

For Nanagi, the situation had already escalated to a tragedy caused by nothing else than an afternoon act of terror.

Nanagi looked overhead past the blown off ceiling and took a peek at the sun.

But the sky—was dark as night.

“A..total…solar eclipse….!!”

Nanagi muttered in shock, as he looked up at the sky.

Thousands of sparks poured down from the skies. A conference hall with nothing but casualties and screams.

Surrounding the sun painted black, an ominous ring of light.

The reality that unfolded before his eyes was other-worldly, and far beyond his comprehension.

“Humans are not perfect. Everyone wishes to be saved from one thing or another. That is why since distant times, and even now, people cannot help but continue to desire.”

Sophia announced to the people in the hall, who were unable to do anything but stand still.

“The world has always been waiting—longing for its savior.”

And soon, black rain came falling down from the torn open ceiling.

The mysterious liquid relentlessly poured down from above.

“So cold....!”

The black liquid that soaked his body was surprisingly cold.

The ice cold liquid continued to paint the hall black posthaste. With a texture resembling mud, accumulated to their feet, and submerged up to their backs before they knew it.

And then when the water level had reached Nanagi’s neck, the people in his surroundings…..disappeared.

His classmates. Those attending the speech. And even Sophia could no longer be seen.

In the freezing, still, sea of liquid, a single thought crossed his head.

Fight.

He fought for his life, continuing to stick his head out the surface waters.

He frantically searched for an exit, but nothing indicating an exit could be found. Submerged deep in the waters, the entrance to the conference hall had completely disappeared. He was cut off from all means of escape.

“……This can’t be....!”

Nanagi was at a loss for words, about ready to cry.

—Do not fear.

He felt the voice of Sophia, nowhere beside him, enter his ears.

But the freezing waters had rapidly drained him of his stamina and Nanagi, no longer offering any resistance, began to sink into the sea bottom.

In the recesses of his distant consciousness, he embraced the despair known as death.

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Talk:OmaeGotoki: Volume 3 005 - I Really, Really Hate To Do This, But

2019-08-18T08:40:21Z

Shiroi Hane: Created page with "I just realised the noble siblings names are Rich and Wealthy ^^;;; ~~~~"

I just realised the noble siblings names are Rich and Wealthy ^^;;; [[User:Shiroi Hane|Shiroi Hane]] ([[User talk:Shiroi Hane|talk]]) 10:40, 18 August 2019 (CEST)

Talk:OmaeGotoki: Volume 2 014 - DAWN

2019-07-01T05:54:48Z

Shiroi Hane: Created page with "I’m surprised they didn’t use Flum’s heart - either take it out and let a new one regenerate or use an eyeball to duplicate it. ~~~~~"

I’m surprised they didn’t use Flum’s heart - either take it out and let a new one regenerate or use an eyeball to duplicate it. 07:54, 1 July 2019 (CEST)

The New Gate

2017-09-23T19:08:21Z

Shiroi Hane: /* Volume 6 – A Fanatic’s Ambition */ wrong link

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'''The New Gate''' is a Japanese web novel written by Kazanami Shinogi (風波しのぎ).

==Synopsis==
"THE NEW GATE", an online game that trapped its players and turned into a death game, was now releasing the thousands of players that had been dragged into it, thanks to the efforts of Shin, one of the most powerful players. But after having defeated the last boss and freed everyone, he was swallowed up by a strange light and found himself inside the game world 500 years in the future and unable to leave.... (From Baka-Updates)

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== Original Web Novel ==

This web novel is currently hosted [http://www.alphapolis.co.jp/content/cover/446070837/ here].

An older host for the novel, [http://ncode.syosetu.com/n5711bb/ here], is no longer in use.

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Older updates can be found [[The_New_Gate:Updates|here]].

=="The New Gate" series by Kazanami Shinogi==
===Volume 1 – A Beginning and an End [[The New Gate:Volume 1|(Full Text)]] [http://www.mediafire.com/view/b2nnbplp5dak13p (PDF)]===
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:*[[The New Gate:Volume 1 Prologue|Prologue]]
:*[[The New Gate:Volume 1 Chapter 1|Chapter 1]]
:*[[The New Gate:Volume 1 Chapter 2|Chapter 2]]
:*[[The New Gate:Volume 1 Chapter 3|Chapter 3]]
:*[[The New Gate:Volume 1 Chapter 4|Chapter 4]]
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===Volume 2 – Wraith Plains [[The New Gate:Volume 2|(Full Text)]] [http://www.mediafire.com/view/5qxjjbaf90959ew (PDF)]===

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===Volume 3 – Falnido Beast Alliance [http://www.mediafire.com/view/r29j3dasha1rzjp (PDF)]===

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===Volume 4 – Sacred Land of Blue Ancient===

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====Chapter 1====
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====Chapter 2====
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====Chapter 3====
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====Chapter 4====
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:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-4-chapter-4-part-3/ Chapter 4 – Part 3]

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===Volume 5 – Crimson Exterminator===

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:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-5-chapter-1-part-1/ Chapter 1 – Part 1]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-5-chapter-1-part-2/ Chapter 1 – Part 2]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-5-chapter-1-part-3/ Chapter 1 – Part 3]

====Chapter 2====
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:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-5-chapter-2-part-4/ Chapter 2 – Part 4]
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====Chapter 3====
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===Volume 6 – A Fanatic’s Ambition===

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:*[https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-illustrations/ Novel Illustrations]

====Chapter 1====
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-1-part-1/ Chapter 1 – Part 1]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-1-part-2/ Chapter 1 – Part 2]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-1-part-3/ Chapter 1 – Part 3]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-1-part-4/ Chapter 1 – Part 4]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-1-part-5/ Chapter 1 – Part 5]

====Chapter 2====
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-2-part-1-church/ Chapter 2 – Part 1]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-2-part-2-lilishila/ Chapter 2 – Part 2]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/vol-6-chapter-2-part-3-tiera/ Chapter 2 – Part 3]

====Chapter 3====
:* [Chapter 3 – Part 1]
:* [Chapter 3 – Part 2]
:* [Chapter 3 – Part 3]

====Side Story====
:* [Side Story – Part 1]
:* [Side Story – Part 2]
:* [Side Story – Part 3]

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===Special Volumes===



:* [https://shintranslations.com/volume-1-special/ Volume 1 – Until the Day of the First Step]
:* [https://shintranslations.com/volume-2-special/ Volume 2 – Keep Hope Alive]

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NouCome: Volume 1 Chapter 1

2017-08-24T01:16:46Z

Shiroi Hane:

==Chapter 1 - Amakusa Kanade's Bitter Daily Life==
===Part 1===
What does a person do if an erotic book falls by the roadside?

The natural thing would always be to take a glancing look.

If the person is a high school student, there is the problem of appearances. He cannot instantly pick it up, but he can go all-out in taking peeks.

If the exposed pages are a little manic, then there will be a rise in the tension.

However, such small happiness is often crushed.

[CHOOSE: ① Press it up against your face and smell it ② Eat it]

Right now, these choices appear in my head, and I must choose one choice or the other. It's always that way.

Erotic books are commonly read to get excited. If you're excited to smell or eat them, then you are the type who would already be excited that way.

However, I... smelt it.

I wasn't excited at all. That's natural. After all, being so close to it, I could only see skin color with no detail whatsoever.

"Woooow, look at that guy."

"Smelling the erotic book, what a pervert!"

Grade school kids passing by pointed and yelled at me.

"EroSmeller is looking this way."

"Haha, that guy is absolutely a virgin. Vir-gin!"

They ran off, laughing.

"...What am I doing so early in the morning?"

When it was satisfied, I quietly placed the erotic book back down on the roadside.

『Absolute Choice』

The phenomenon is, as the name I gave it suggests, one where I absolutely have to choose one choice or the other. It creates a choice made of neither spoken nor written letters in my head.

Information is transmitted from an unknown source directly into my brain, which instantly comprehends it.

It ignores all five senses; even if I close my eyes or block my ears, it will not disappear until a choice is made.

"Oh, Kanade-chan."

Abruptly, a deep voice came from in front of me.

"Geh..."

When I looked up, there she stood. Gondou Daiko (49), a housewife living nearby whose weight exceeds three digits<ref>Kilograms, so 220lbs+.</ref>. Seeing her body was like taking a punch to the gut.

"Kanade-chan, are you on your way to school now?"

"Ye-yes, that's right."

Daiko-san, who appeared to be returning from the convenience store, glued her eyes to me when I stepped into her view.

"Nufufu, you are as cute as ever."

"...!"

Chills ran down my spine.

Every time we meet, this person is weirdly happy to see me.

Apparently, I look exactly like her ex-husband when he was young. What kind of useless miracle is that?

Due to a reason like that, every day my virtue is in danger. Using school as an excuse, I attempted to leave quickly.

"Th-thank you, but I'm running late."

[CHOOSE: ① "Please hold me." ② "Please hold me and go with your instincts!"]

...Are you serious?

The choices sometimes require words, not just actions, and no matter how unreasonable, the choices appear and must be followed absolutely.

Even if it says ① and ②, how are they different?

"...Please hold me."

I whispered the words in a low voice, as if I was trying to disappear. At the same time, a predatory light shone in Daiko-san's eyes, like a beast locking onto its prey.

"Kanade-chan... Finally."

This is getting way too dangerous!

"Wa-wait a moment, I just- Nooooo!"

"I accept, thanks!<ref>いただきます is mostly used for eating and often translated as "I'm digging in!" or "I'm starting" but the base words are 'Thankful acceptance'.</ref>"

What is happening?!

The lump of meat dashed madly at me, and I was hugged with all her might.

"Gyaaa!"

She's too strong! Even my bones are breaking<ref>Yabe is used with bones, it is a slang of Yabai which means beyond risky/amazing/terrible.</ref>! I have to say something before it's too late!

"Give in... I give in!"

My scream was totally ignored.

"Gyaaaaaa!"

"Fuu, thank you for the feast."

After many seconds passed, Daiko-san was satisfied(?), let me go, and laughed as she walked away with heavy lumbering footsteps.

"Gu..."

I braced my wobbling knees and barely prevented myself from sinking down.

The time between absolute choices is completely random. It's not unusual to have them consecutively, but the combo of the erotic book and Daiko was too severe.

Feeling tired, I began to walk. As I approached the crossroads...

[CHOOSE: ① A beautiful girl falls from the sky ② Daiko-san falls from the sky ]

...No no no.

Daiko-san just walked towards her house moments ago... how is that possible? I know all too well, though, that Absolute Choice doesn't accept the laws of physics.

Once a choice states it, no matter how unscientific it may be, it will happen without fail if you choose it.

That is to say, if I chose ②, the probability of Daiko-san falling from the sky would be 100%. If I was to be hit by her... I'd die. Body and soul.

By eliminating that, it left me wondering at the wording of ①.

"What would happen then?"

Surely, a person would appear in the air? I looked up at the sky fearfully. Nothing was happening.

"?"

While I wondered and looked down in front of me for a moment...

"Dowaaaa!"

Something was falling at blistering speed before my eyes and slammed into the ground.

"Nnn... Auuu..."

I was at a loss for words. Even though I had been somewhat mentally prepared... Something seriously fell.

But in the next moment, besides the idea of something falling, an intense question appeared in my brain.

"What... Is this?"

Because the person(?) was doing a human bridge position.

Disagreeable as it is, there's no other way to describe it... The person(?) who
fell... was definitely doing a human bridge position.

Not facing downwards, or facing up; instead, it did a splendid bridge.

...Why?

It was too surreal a spectacle; I was frozen in place.

I froze for a dozen seconds. The living bridge suddenly collapsed.

Because of that, I returned to my senses. It pushed the mental impact of seeing a human bridge land and reminded me that a person fell from the sky.

"A-are you okay?!"

I was near panicking and was frantically shaking the body.

"Nnn... Fumiyu?<ref>ふみゅ seems to be her little sound when waking or puzzled.</ref>"

As though she was waking up, a weird sound escaped from her.

"Go-good..."

She was alive. My chest heaved a sigh of relief as she looked up.

"Ah? Here... where am I?"

She restlessly scanned the vicinity until settling on me.

"Um..."

She was breathtaking. Skin so white she was almost like a ghost, soft, fluffy blond hair, and clear, round blue
eyes. She wore chocolate colored fairy-tale like clothing.

And above all, a figure too buxom for a non-white<ref>You see this occasionally where they comment a girl's breasts are too big for her to be Japanese; this was just a bit more generic than that.</ref>. Her whole appearance was too surreal, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

Unlike me who couldn't find any words, her face suddenly brightened.

"Amakusa Kanade-san, right?"

"Eh?"

I was bewildered by her suddenly saying my full name.

"Ah... yeah, that's right."

I searched my memories, but I can't find anything regarding this beautiful girl in my brain.

"Err... you are?"

"Yes, my name is... Ah? My name is... Hmm... what was it?"

"No, I don't know..."

The girl looked like she was thinking a moment, then clapped her hands suddenly.

"I understand! I have lost some memories, like amnesia."

No, you really shouldn't say that so spunkily.

"When I fell, I likely received a strong shock to the head."

No, you did that beautiful bridge and your head didn't touch the ground.

"Oh well, I'll remember before too long. I'm the Heizaemon of calmness."

Heizaemon of calm<ref>reference to The Peony Latern a Edo-era story about a man who survived a poisoned by his second wife and her lover. He often flew into mad rages where he didn't recognize his daughter.</ref>... No one uses that expression these days, especially an openly foreign girl... Saying that was extremely incongruous.

"Ah... For now it would be good to call me Heizaemon."

I'll pass.

"Now, putting aside the name issue. Lets have an important talk, Kanade-san."

"Important?..."

She stepped close to my side with a defenseless smile, and I suddenly felt strange.

What is it? The sense of deja-vu was strong.

"Please? Kanade-san?"

I got it... It reminded me of a dog.

It arbitrarily comes to your hand with unconditional trust and goodwill. This girl and a dog give off the same vibe.

By reflex, I petted her head.

Was this appropriate? Although I thought that, her face gave out a joyful expression that was far from hating it.

"Hehehe."

"Hmm?"

Part of her forelock stiffened and raised up unnaturally. When I stopped stroking her head, it returned to its original shape.

"Ah, when I'm happy it stands freely."

A tail... She's a dog after all.

Suddenly, a desire appeared. Inexplicably, I stretched out my hand to her.

"Hand."

"Yes!"

She held hers out.

"Sit."

"Yes!"

She did it. She's perfectly like a dog.

"Gugyuuuuuuu."

Then suddenly, a terrible sound echoed. For a moment it sounded the cry of a voice actor, but apparently it was this girl's stomach rumbling.

"Ah, I'm hungry.<ref>おなかと背中が、うらがえりそうです literally means my stomach and back are reversed hence his follow-up thought.</ref>"

It was a grotesque image.

"You're really that hungry?... Ah, I might have something."

Remembering something, I reached into my bag and groped around.

I pulled out a small chocolate bar. The moment it appeared, her face lit up.

"Ah, its chocolate!"

"Do you like this?"

"I love it!"

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Her smile covered all of her face. It's forbidden to give chocolate to a real dog, but this girl was only dog-like. She was still human... right?

"Yes."

I undid the wrapping and threw it lightly in the air. She hopped to where it was falling and caught it with her mouth in mid-air.

"Delish!<ref>おいひーです seems to be a mumbled 'delicious'</ref>"

Seemingly blessed, her face smiled happily. Like earlier, her forelock rose like a tail. It stood straight up... How strange.

"Ah, let's go with that."

She finished the chocolate and clapped her hands.

"What was that?"

"It's Chocolate."

"Ah, what?"

"That's my name."

"No... I don't understand what you mean."

"Kanade-san, do you like chocolate?"

"Hmm, I guess so. To the extent of putting some in my bag... I like sweet things in general."

"Then, my name is Chocolate."

What a simplistic way of thinking.

"No, Chocolate isn't chocolate."

"Ah, I'm not? Then... How about a French sounding Chocolat.<ref>her name switched from a 'Cho' spelling to 'Sho'. Normally they use 'Cho' for regular chocolate and 'Sho' when taking it from the French term for 'hot chocolate'. チョコレート (Chokoreeto) vs ショコラ (Shokora). </ref>"

I don't know which side of being intelligent she's on but when I think of Chocolat I think of a dog. The provisional name stuck though.

"Yes, it is decided!"

Ah, if she's convinced, it's likely good to go with it.

It's only a part of her memory that's lost. If she hears many things maybe she will remember her name.
Chocolat(?)... First of all, in order to determine how much memory she had, I asked her purpose.

"It is to take care of Kanade-san."

With no hesitation she declared that.

"Ah? Caring... for me?"

"Yes. Though my other memories aren't clear, that is completely certain."

Somehow, the situation has become weirder.

"I-is that so?... Then, your home; where are you from?

"There!"

She pointed above her head.

"Ah? From the north?"

Judging by appearance, she definitely wasn't Asian... Did she mean Russia, or even Northern Europe?

"No, above the sky.<ref>here she uses お空 which might be a very respectful way of saying the sky without meaning Heaven exactly.</ref>"

"Above... the sky?"

"That's right!"

No... though she did fall from the sky.

"In short, in order to take care of me you came from a world in the sky?"

"Just like that."

Chocolat took a guts pose<ref>Signature winning pose by Guts Ishimatsu where they pump their both fists straight in the air.</ref> with a huge smile on her face. In contrast, I felt chills in my heart.

"Goodbye!"

"W-why are you leaving? Please wait!"

I don't like doing it, but... It is all very dubious.

"I'll absolutely benefit you if you let me try staying with you!"

Why did Chocolat run after me while rubbing her hands together?

"No, things suit me fine now."

"Right now, I come with detergent."

"No. You are not a newspaper."

"I also come with watermelon and tempura."

"That sounds like it'll give a stomachache!"

"With an apple and a gorilla!"

"I don't need them or a trumpet and panties!"

"Marriage and a letter of divorce are included!"

"Those absolutely shouldn't go together."

"I also come with a plot of land and the deed."

"I need that!"

"Sorry, that's a lie."

"Tell the truth!"

"『Guri and Gura』<ref>children's book</ref> also come with me."

"I have it. Don't make fun of a masterpiece!"

"Baka and Test also come with me."

"Things like that aren't sufficient! If that's the case, it's a failure, right?!"

"Then, buy this suspicious jar. Sign here."

"Trying to make a sale in a moment of confusion!..."

...Ku, who on earth is this person.

It's better not to get involved with her. I decided that and turned to walk away.

"Aaa!"

Behind me, a horrible fake voice rang out. I ignored it and continued on.

"Aaaaa!"

It was likely to keep going if I didn't react. Reluctantly, I turned around. Chocolat was coquettishly lying on the ground while looking up at me.

A handkerchief from somewhere was stuffed in her mouth as a prop... To think that such an irritating person had showed up.

"Later."

"Wait a moment, a weak girl has fallen down! You should be solicitously asking 『Are you okay, Baby?』"

Such lines are only permitted to Hanawa-kun<ref>Chibi Maruko-chan reference</ref>!

"You see, I have to be at school, so I don't have spare time to bother with you."

I've become more rude and less friendly with her<ref>Actual saying is he changed from calling her Kimi to Omae, basically choosing a ruder version of 'you' for her.</ref>. My brain must have judged that I don't need to respect this creature.

"It's okay! I'll listen to anything, so more, please!"

"Then, don't pay attention to me."

"Oh, I'm sorry. You have asked for a wish my power is not sufficient to fulfill."

Are you Shenron?!<ref>神龍, which means Holy or God dragon and is what they use for Shenron in Dragonball</ref>

Troubling... What should I do to shake off this strange creature?

While I was thinking about that, a certain thing caught my eye...

"Chocolat-san, Chocolat-san."

"Yes, what is it?"

I took the remainder out of the bag.

"Ah, it's chocolate! Can I have it?"

"Yes."

I dangled the chocolate from my hand in front of her.

"Please give it to me!"

Even though Chocolat was hopping up and down, she was relatively short and couldn't reach it. While holding it high, I
measured the timing.

It's good; the timing is just right. I'm sad to be wasting food, but...

"Here!"

As it passed, I threw the chocolate into the back of a pickup.

"Ah, wait please, chocolate!"

Chocolat ran with light steps after the pickup.

I watched the gap between them increase until they went around the corner, disappearing from my sight without
her giving up.

"Seriously..."

Even with a long wait, there was no sign of her returning. Even though I thought she was an idiot, I didn't think she'd be tricked that perfectly.

Golden Week was starting, the time when the calendar just reaches the summer and the weather turns warm, while a spring-like atmosphere still strongly remains.

"Oh well... I'll be careful about that strange person."

I faced towards the school and began to walk.

===Part 2===
Our high school, Seikou Private School, is proud of its 15 first year classes. It is a mammothly large school and has a wastefully large ground area.

To put it simply, it's a moderately long distance from the front gate to the school doors.

Sniffing the erotic book, Daiko-san's hug, and an encounter with the mysterious dog-like creature were all considerable burdens on my mental and physical stamina, and they left me feeling sick as I crossed the schoolyard.

After a few minutes I finally reached the entrance deep in the grounds. Fortunately, Class 1 of the second year is at this end of the 2nd floor. I just had to go up the stairs and I would be at my class.

"Morning."

I opened the door and exchanged greetings with the friends I could see.

On my way to my seat, I ran into a girl standing still by the window: Yukihira Furano.

She stood there very casually. However, she still gave off a strange sense of presence. Only around Yukihira did the air seem strained.

As if embodying the image of the name<ref>her name uses a Yuki kanji for snow and the hira kanji can mean flat/broad as in a broad expanse of snow</ref>, her white hair in the sunlight streaming from the window gave off a bright light, like the reflection off newly fallen snow.

"Hey, morning, Yukihira."

In response to my voice, she turned around. Though there was an artificial feel to her features, they were very refined.

Without an expression Yukihira replied.

"Morning, maggot<ref>Ujimushi means maggot, but mushi also means 'steaming' as in 'mushi atsui' is humid weather.</ref> jerk."

"...Huh?"

Surprisingly abusive language was used.

Normally you'd think you had misheard, but with Yukihira, anything's possible.

It's not a conversation if you flinch and back away, though.

"Ah, the weather is nice today."

"Yes it is, maggot jerk."

"On a day like today, I'd like to skip school and go play somewhere."

"You are surprisingly naughty, maggot jerk."

"What day of the week is it today?"

"Monday. Does that please you, maggot jerk?"

"Don't you know I'm trying to change your topic?!"

In contrast to my raised voice, Yukihira's is serene.

"Oh, sorry if it made you feel bad. It's just a little bug joke."

"Bug... joke? What on earth is that?"

It's the first time I've ever heard that in my life.

"This morning, on the fortune-telling segment on TV, it said there might be an insect related disaster. Even if I'm not that serious in believing it, I do still worry a bit."

"Yes, and?"

"Then, I thought I'd make some jokes and we could laugh it off."

"That's too much of a reversal..."

"Hey, I don't settle for succumbing to fate because I'm a woman with a rebellious spirit. I'll fight it to the death if it's not something I can accept."

"No... Don't think it will be that big of an event."

"By the way, Amakusa, if you want I'll do more insect jokes."

"No, you've done enough."

"By the way, Amakusa, if you want I'll do more insect jokes."

It seems you want me to hear them. Even if I bluntly refuse, it will just prolong things.

"Then, tell me one."

"..."

"Yukihira?"

"..."

"Hello, Yukihira-san?"

"Hey, listen, Monsieur. Today, a stupid classmate was ignored<ref>This time Mushi was the verb to ignore.</ref> for you."

It was endlessly trivial.

"By the way, just now I didn't only use 'insect' and 'ignore', did you also see me play off the word Monsieur?<ref>Monsieur is Musshu, fairly close to Mushi.</ref>"

"...I don't get it."

Explaining a gag that didn't work... Such a strong personality.

"Then George, who was deprived of a turn for this; where should he put his anger?!"

"Who is that?!"

This Yukihira Furano... Though she should be a cool person, she jokes around in a way that raises the tension. She
just can't be a normal character.

"Roughly what are you thinking about, Amakusa? You have the face of someone about to go attack a little girl at any moment."

"What the hell kind of face is thaaaat?!"

"Or, the the face of villager at the entrance of the village endlessly repeating 『The Starting Village』."

"No, there is nothing in common with those two pieces..."

"Or, the the face of villager at the entrance of the village who is endlessly repeating 『Huh... Huh... You want to look at little girls?』."

"Don't force the two together!"

...It's useless. You can only get exhausted dealing with someone like her. I abandoned the conversation and started to go around her...

[CHOOSE ① "Hey, your breasts<ref>Oppai was used, which is kind of a kid's word meaning breasts or boobies.</ref>, let me touch your breasts" ② "Hey, my breasts, touch my breasts."]

...Yeah, this is strange. This is strange, right?

People usually would resist such a choice at any price if compelled. At the start I also resisted... at the start. When Absolute Choice first appeared, I tried to avoid picking either choice... As a result, excruciating pain strikes your brain. I can't do it anymore.

I'm not joking. At first the pain is only faint and dull, but over time it feels like my head is being slowly crushed by a steamroller. The skull begins to fracture and the fluid in my brain starts leaking; how else can I describe it? Even the woman with a scar on her face wouldn't be able to deal with it.

In other words, resistance is useless, impossible, and a waste of effort.

A man takes a breath. Dogs can't speak languages. And when an Absolute Choice appears, a choice is naturally chosen.

With that being said...

"Hey, my breasts, touch my breasts."

The moment I said those lines, Yukihira's eyebrows moved slightly.

"...Amakusa... You, just now, what?!"

It's no wonder you'd ask that. It's a remark that anyone can hardly believe they heard right.

"No, that is-"

"Perhaps, you just asked me to touch your tits<ref>She replied back using パイオツ or paiotsu, which is more porn like/crude, like 'tits' rather than 'boobs'.</ref>?"

"...Huh? Just now, what?"

I instinctively asked back, just now... Did she say tits?"

"I would like to hear whether you said 『Please touch my tits』 or not."

"No... I said something similar, except I didn't say tits."

"Tits weren't mentioned? It's funny; I'm sure I heard the word tits. Tits is a word that I'm absolutely sure I didn't hear wrongly... Ah, is it shameful to have said tits and now you are trying to conceal it? Even though I don't think tits is a vulgar word. Starting with tits is..."

"You only want me to say tits!"

"I admit it. But even you want to call out tits so badly sometimes."

"I agree."

"That's not a reason!"

"I'm getting scolded suddenly?!"

...At times like those Yukihira, the weirdo, was good to have around. If this choice had appeared in front of other women, it would be a big problem.

Actually, last year's class was disastrous. In front of the girls many things were done and said that can't be told... No, I won't remember it because I'll want to cry.

Anyway, this Absolute Choice seems pleased to make me have the worst experiences.

In terms of a galge, only the paths to bad endings were chosen last year. I wasn't even able to taste the L of Love.

I don't want to be popular, I just want to talk to women (without frightening them or being despised by them)...

Today, however, there are a lot more Absolute Choices, and the choices are nastier. I went to my seat quickly; it's better to be quiet.

As I tried to pass quickly by Yukihira's side...

[CHOOSE ①"Hey, your tits, let me touch your tits." ②"Hey, my tits, touch my tits."]

...I don't need this. I tried to go with the flow, but this is absolutely unnecessary.

However, no matter how much I complain in my heart, I have no veto power.

"Hey, my tits, touch my tits."

Yukihira, who took that expressionlessly, opened her mouth.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to talk to people who say such vulgar things."

"Which mouth is saying that?!"

"This mouth. This mouth always says tits."

"Is the word consistency not in your dictionary?!"

"In my dictionary, only the word tits appears."

"Then all your life you have been calling them tits!"

"Amakusa, you... Are you really taking a joke like that seriously?"

"Gaaaaah!"

I crumpled and tore at my hair. It's useless... I can't deal with her. I've been playing the fool with Yukihira... I shook it off, turned the other way, and headed to my seat.

Even though homeroom hadn't started, I was already absurdly fatigued.

With a sigh, I sat down and casually glanced out the window.

"...Eh?"

In the middle of the second-story window, a face appeared.

"Waaah!"

I stood from my chair by reflex.

"Oh, Amacchi. Morning!"

The person on the other side of the glass gave a smile and flung open the window.

"Toe!"

The person dove feet-first through the window frame while giving off an action-hero-like cry.

While trailing elegant black hair that reached to her waist, she landed lightly.

"You... Where did you come from?"

The girl who received all the classes' attention, Yuuouji Ouka<ref>Her name changed from the inside cover 遊王子調歌 to 遊王寺調歌 but the furigana spelling seems the same.</ref>, stuck her thumb up and declared:

"Ha, because the guidance counselors were at the entrance I climbed up the wall!"

If you consider it... It's not a large climb, and you wouldn't have too bad of a fall, but even if it happens to cross your mind you usually wouldn't do it.

I stared at the girl intently. Long, glossy black hair. Full-bodied in the right places, but slender on the whole. The gentle features and appearance of a girl brought up by a fine family.

However, once she opens her mouth, she's noisy like a grade-schooler, her face flickers through expressions rapidly, and she repeatedly does unpredictable things.

Climbing the wall of a school would usually be called an impossible act, but in Yuuouji's case, it's completed with a single thought.

"Hi, Amacchi. Your face is looking tired; something wrong?"

Without hesitation, she brought her face too close.

"Uuu..."

We're already young men and women... I wish she was aware of that, but it's impossible for her.

"No, there were various things this morning... Rather, what's with the backpack?"

On Yuuouji's back was a swollen-to-the-limit-rucksack.

"Where the heck did that come from..."

"Listen closely. Nahaha, because I wanted to smuggle this, I wasn't able to come in through the front entrance."

I waited as Yuuouji happily lowered the rucksack to the floor.

She carried that up the wall... What kind of superhuman strength is that...?

"Look, look; these are our prototypes."

The contents were casually dumped on the floor.

Most of the items are stamped with the 『UOG』 logo.

Though it's hard to believe, Yuuouji is the daughter of the president of UOG, a very big and well-known company.

Their business is food, clothing, cosmetics, consumer electronics, books, etc. They produce practically everything, and it's hard to find a house that doesn't have a UOG product in it. It's a company closely tied into people's lives.

"These were rejected in the planning stage of our product development section. For now they're being set aside, but we still want the opinions of kids for future reference."

Yuuouji's voice tempted our classmates to gather around her.

Even if they were products that were killed, they were on the leading edge in UOG fashion, and so being interested in them was natural.

"Ouka-chan, what is that?"

Everyone could take a product and submit his or her opinion. One girl pointed at a dangerously red-colored bottle.

"Oh, that... That's for wives who are faced with ennui. It's an aphrodisiac for women. It appears to activate women's sex hormones."

Who would ask high school students' opinions of thaaaaat?!

"The effect is outstanding and the price is cheap, but no questions were asked in the planning meeting,. It was just dropped."

"Hmm, why would that be?"

I casually grabbed a bottle and turned it around. The flashy, fancy brand name was visible: 『Abazuren<ref>Abazure means bitch.</ref> Z』.

"Yeah... The name is bad..."

"By the way, I secretly mixed some into my mom's rice this morning. She began to pant suddenly and said
『Ouka... Do you want a little sister?』."

"What are you doing to the wife of the president of UOG?!"

Yuuouji's mother was a former idol 20 years ago. The other idols of the time were all childishly cute, but she gave off an intellectual air and ran as a star for a while. She retired to marry the darling of the business world, Yuuouji Ouma, and changed her media appearance. I see her often delivering the news as a commentator.

In a word, she was cool. That said, to experiment on her parents, Yuuouji is shameless... It's unbelievable that Yuuouji Ouka came from Yuuouji Kyouka.

The cancellation that puzzles Yuuouji doesn't seem to be from the name 『Abazuren Z』 alone. If such a drug circulates in Japanese society, it'll collapse.

I took control of myself and looked at the other projects.

Giving off a strong presence in the corner was what looked like a small printer. In the center of the machine was a bunch of rectangular paper.

"Yuuouji, what's this?"

"Ah, its a toy for small children: 『Money Maker』. You play with it and make money."

Indeed, on the surface of the printed paper is a large animated cartoon character drawn in the center, 『Bill』.

I picked up a few and flipped through them.

"Ah, its not very elaborate... Eh? The real thing is mixed in?"

One piece in there was clearly real, no matter how you looked at it. Yukichi-sensei<ref>Fukuzawa Yukichi is on the 10000 yen bill and is regarded as one of the founders of modern Japan.</ref>'s face was peering intently from it.

"Nahaha, this is an amazingly good machine. When I tried an experiment it came out just like the genuine item."

"That would be a scandal!"

It's completely out!

"Geez, this looks a little more of an honest thing... It looks like 『Life Candy』."

Life Candy is a long-running product of UOG's confectionery brand, 『Yuuouji』. Each unit, called a 『Chapter』, has one package with three pieces, and several flavor variations and themes exist.

For example:

『Love Chapter: Unrequited Love, Confession, Falling in Love』

The first piece would have a sour taste to symbolize the sorrow, the second piece would have an extra-hot taste that expresses the throbbing heart, and the third would be sweet like a burning heart. The themes of the candy are all over the place, but good materials and a low price had made it another hot-selling product and have taken half the popularity of 『Animal Candy』 away.

"No, when this was also rejected I grieved."

Yuuouji picked some up and handed them out.

『Chapter of the Lady Killer: Unfortunately I Cheated on Two People, Unfortunately They Both Know, Unfortunately I Was Stabbed』

"You said the last part so cutely! I was forced to laugh!"

『Chapter of the Middle Level Manager: Pain from Dealing with Above and Below, Being Laid Off, Dying a Dog's Death on the Roadside at 50』

"It's too sad!"

『Chapter of the Postmortem: Taking a Bright Memory into the Next World, Futile Effort, A One-way Ticket to Hell』

"Who would buy that?!"

『Chapter of the NEET: Really?, My Old Age, What Will Happen?』

"You'll make people cry!"

『Chapter of If You Win You Get Another: The flavor of wondering if I'll win, The I missed? flavor, You are an idiot if this is seen』

"What are you doing to the idiot?!"

None of those have any relation to flavors.

"How many of these canceled major products?......hm?"

I looked, trying to find something decent in the products on the floor. Squatting in the corner Yukihira caught my eye.

What are you doing with 『Money maker』 in your hand and staring......What? Her eyes are scary.

"Yukihira, what is it?"

"Ah, Amakusa it is you. This toy, it could be dangerous if misused. Shouldn't a person with good sense take responsibility for it?"

"Oh my......maybe so."

Or rather, it should be destroyed here, right now.

"Oh, me? No, it's impossible. Oh, I'm the only one? I guess it can't be helped, I guess I can since you ask."

"What is this act? Nobody asked you!"

"Tch......"

'Tch' was said. Just now she tch'ed me.

Yukihira stood expressionlessly, and Yuuouji's voice was raised.

"Ah, Furanocchi over here, hey! "

Yukihira returned the greeting casually.

"Morning, Maggot's daughter."

That joke, you're continuing it!

"Eh? Maggot? Ah, so, speaking of maggots."

Yuuouji groped and rustled through the bottom of the rucksack. Did she say 『Speaking of maggots』......that's the first time I've heard that said.

"Yes, there's this too. Gee, what a coincidence, Furanocchi try to eat this."

Yukihira was presented with an earth colored package. It was printed with 『Animal Candy Maggot Flavor』

What kind of miracle is that!

"Indeed, misfortune concerning maggots, it seems to be this......the developer should die."

If Yukihira eats it calmly, she will vomit it back up. Oh, I understand the feeling. What roughly do maggots taste like. Things of that type should already be canceled.

Yukihira undid the wrapping paper, then threw it in her mouth. For a while she rolled it on her tongue then declared with a serious look.

"Seriously, it gives the impression of a maggot."

"What kind of an impression!"

"The secret ingredient is one drop of Cicada pee, I think it adds to the flavor."

"Increase? You say something like that about sesame oil!"

While watching, I glanced at Yuuouji.

"I mean is it......even safe to eat?"

"It's okay, it's okay. The sweets have a 『Strawberry taste』 and a 『Melon taste』 without the strawberry or melon? Hey, Amacchi here is one too."

"S-so......?"

......I wonder what this is. It is not unpalatable, its not bad at all. It is a taste that can't be expressed.

"This, what in the world is in this?"

Yuuouji looked at the label.

"Just a moment. Umm, the raw material......its maggot extract."

"Waaaaaa?"

By reflex I ended up spitting the candy out. Yuuouji saw it and immediately went into a guts pose again.

"Amacchi, it's still good if you pick it up within 3 seconds!"

"That isn't the problem!"

"No Amacchi, I was just joking a moment ago, a joke! It doesn't contain any maggot juice."

Yukihira heard Yuuouji's words and clapped her hands.

"Oh, that is a wonderful maggot joke."

"That's enough!"

Arg......It's hard to tell the truth from Yuuouji's expression. I can't confirm it with my own eyes.

"Show it a little."

I half snatched it so that I could see the label side.

『The ingredients cannot be listed.』

Scary!

"Yu-yukihira, you aren't worried about this??"

Yukihira put it in her mouth before me.

"Oh, Amakusa, you aren't being very manly with this maggots issue."

"You sound like an old man!"

"Generally it is rude to spit out food people give you. I don't think it is quite the lowest act?"

"That's not very persuasive when you are holding a tissue to your mouth Yukihira-san."

"It's morning sickness."

"That's not even a decent lie!"

"Ahaha, both you, its okay, there are some cheeses in the world with maggots."

"You just said it is in!"

My voice that I was shouting with was going hoarse. How many times have I raised my voice this morning?

"......To be expected when those three are together."

I heard those annoying words spoken by someone. Speaking of Yukihira and Yuuouji bundled together with me, it could only be that.

"Shit, it's not right....... I'm not like that."

"Nahaha, Amacchisa, resign yourself and accept you are part of the 『Reject 5』.

My shoulder is familiarly slapped by Yuuouji while the hated phrase was uttered.

Twice each year here at Seikou, a vote is taken in the first and second half of the year. Put simply, its a beauty contest vote by all the boys, up to 3rd year, 45 classes in total, which ranks the best 5 men and women.

Because there are so many entries the newspaper and broadcast department take it up and close to 100 percent of the school is aware of it.

In it's brilliant shade an ominous ranking exists. Even though their appearance is excellent, their behavior and personalities make people judge it is impossible to fall in love with them, are 5 men and women.

The dishonorable name given to them is the 『Reject 5』.

Yukihira shows no sign that she minds. Yuuouji doesn't seem to care about feelings like that.

However, I'm just a normal person and can't do that.

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"I'm different, I'm different......I'm just an ordinary high school student."

However, no matter how much I lamented it, the title once given would not disappear for a half year or more.

By the way, the current rankings were totaled in March at the end of the school year. Because the then third year students were included, as of May in the new year there are nine 『Reject 5』 remaining.

Three people is one third of the list, and are concentrated in Second year class 1. The additional fact that not one of the students from the popular ranking is in the class it makes for a sad story for the class.

I don't want to think I have a third of the responsibility.

"Amacchimosa<ref>I think this is her made up suffix using 'mosa' as in Stalwart, Man of Valor</ref>, you are cool when you are silent."

"No, you shouldn't be the one saying that......"

So, the story I spoke frankly about, I think that objectively I look good. In middle school confessions and love letters were not unusual. It's not too much to say I was popular.

However, March of last year just before I was entering high-school my life changed completely. The damn absolute choices happened to me, and I was forced into eccentric behaviour......and as of May in the second year of high-school the low quality label 『Reject 5』 was pasted onto me.

However, my abnormality in the end is caused by the irregular absolute choices.

The loose screws in the heads of Yukihira and Yuuouji are different. Amakusa Kanade, as a human, is a fairly normal character. So, even absolute choice doesn't

[CHOOSE: ① Strip to the waist and yell like a Japanese man ② Strip your lower half and yell like an Amazon warrior.]

Are you screwing with me heaven!?

Why come out with this now! Read the air! But, what prejudice is it that makes Amazon = naked lower half!

......Yes, it is ignored like usual. I'll do it, I'll do it. I thought you'd say that, I'll do it well.

I choose number ① and put my hands on my uniform, and I started to take it off despite hesitations.

"Oh my god, look at that."

What was sad that the girls scream 『Amakusa is doing something weird again』 didn't seem to come with a reaction like blushing, it had become such a typical atmosphere in the classroom.

Only a month had passed in the new class and its already been recognized that I'm the guy you don't help out even if I begin stripping......

I shook off the pain of that somehow and quietly(?) stripped to the waist. How about it choices, are you satisfied by this?"

"Gu......"

However, a headache hit signifying NO. Apparently it's not sufficient without shouting like a Japanese man.

"Gahaha, this is a hero's spirit!"

Already growing desperate I shouted that for the time being.

The pain faded away...... hey is it good like that?

"It's done."

At that time, the door opens, and the teacher enters with the worst timing.

My standing there doing the guts pose shirtless perfect draws her eyes.

"You......what are you doing?"

The teacher of Second year Class 1, Douraku Utage. With a body that can only make you think she is a grade school kid. But contrary to that is her speech and behavior which is crude and violent.

In the fairly loose atmosphere of Seikou, the yankee aura she gave out was noticeably different.

"No teacher, there's a deep reason for this......"

"Hmm, tell me what it is."

"No......I was ordered to do it."

"By who?"

"......by someone else in my head."

Not this, not this, despite everything.

"Come with me for a moment."

Utage-sensei's small palm, beckoned me.

"Sit."

"No, I want to put on my clothes first."

"Shut up."

"......yes."

As soon as my knees bent, I was grabbed by the base of the neck.

"Let's go to the special guidance room."

"Ow, it hurts!"

Utage-sensei commanded the class president to take roll call in her place and I was dragged towards the door.

Where does she store such power in that body!

There was nothing I could do as I was, naked to the waist, dragged down the hallway.

===Part 3===
I was taken to the student guidance room.

Utage-sensei sat her small body in the chair, with her head laid back, and lazily asked.

"So, why are you naked to the waist?"

"You didn't give me time to get dressed!"

"Rather, quickly cough it up. Afterall I don't have free time."

Although she asked the question she completely ignored it and put her feet up on the table.

"No, no. I can guess. Or rather, I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"Kuku, so what kind of choices did you have this time?"

......After all that's true.

I've met only one person, Utage-sensei, who knows the existence of the absolute choices.

"I had to show either the upper half or the lower half......"

"......You, so you choose the top? Geez, your a humorless guy."

"Taking out my penis wouldn't be a humorous situation!"

"It's no problem. At worst you would be forced to leave school."

"That would be a big mistake!"

"No skin off my nose, it would be someone else's problem."

"I'm in front of you! I'm a student in your class!"

Gu......I'm a student needing a good teacher but the only one around is this joker.

"Take it a bit seriously for a moment sensei?"

Utage-sensei dropped the joking manner and her expression became a bit clouded. A quiet reply is given.

"However, well...... still vulgar."

"Sensei......"

So, as a matter of fact, sensei previously had the absolute choices.

The absolute choice seems to be property that has moved through several people, from Utage-sensei, to the present holder, me.

Why did it move to me? Even if I ask that she evades with things like, its not time yet, or its troublesome to answer.

Utage-sensei lost her anxiety and went back to being lazy as always.

"Head back. I can't not formally punish you for this. But I'll do my best so hang in there."

Despite the dissatisfaction with the secretiveness, following last year it is good that the teacher for my homeroom understands, it has helped a lot.

If there was no arrangement with Utage-sensei then the repetitions of eccentric behaviour would have led to suspension or worse......I'm tired of it even if I say so myself.

"Ah, there is something I'm curious about."

About the topic of choices, I suddenly recalled it. This morning the strange creature, Chocolat, fell from the sky.

I don't know if there's a direct relationship to absolute choice, but maybe Utage-sensei who was a previous holder of it knows something.

"This morning on the way to school a strange, beautiful girl fell from the sky."

Utage-sensei, with faraway eyes, clapped me on the shoulder.

"That's too bad......you've lost the ability to distinguish 3D from 2D."

"No, no, its different."

Even though I think its a wild story myself, it is unavoidably a fact.

"Oh, during this time didn't you happily say 『In the galgame, if you clear the heroine route 100 times, you can get her to come out of the screen and propose to the girl. Fuhihi』"

"I didn't say that! Is your memory okay?!?"

"Ah, was it a 101 times?"

"That's not the issue there!"

"Then, 『Fuhihi sorry』 was it?"

"That's not the point! Don't fake all those lines!"

I've thought this all this last year, is this person really a teacher? Anyway you slice it this isn't the behaviour of a teacher.

"You, what's with that stare......surely."

Utage-sensei took a step back unnaturally.

"It's good being in a closed room, that's your secret plan."

"No, no, what are you suddenly saying."

"Because you are naked to the waist in broad daylight."

"That's because of you!"

"Stay away pedophile."

"Where's the pedophile, think of your age!"

"I'm 12 years old. That's fine for a pedophile."

"Don't lie like a elementary student."

"It's noisy with you yelping and shouting. Well, what is it, you......"

"......There's no way your a teacher, you've forgotten my name?"

"Idiot, my class, hmm. I can't find it. Well, Ama......Ama......Ama........."

"I was in your class last year too!"

"Haha, it's bad it's bad, even as a joke Amakasa<ref>Deliberate mistake.</ref>."

<nowiki>*pout*</nowiki>

"What," *smile*, "Is with this feeling!"

I was completely made fun of!

"I mean, I did say I didn't have spare time. So hurry up and say it."

"No, no, this isn't going anywhere and you are to blame no matter what......"

I returned to the story even while complaining.

"So, there's the beautiful girl."

"Yes, yes, she fell from the sky, your daydream girl."

Ku......what an annoying way to talk.

"She fell as a result of an absolute choice."

"What was that?"

Her expression changed.

"......is that so?"

Her face went from smiling to listless and she murmured.

"Your face, do you have an idea?"

Utage-sensei didn't deny it.

"Well. But this, I can't just poke my nose in at a moment's notice."

It was a very indecisive way of speaking. However, Utage-sensei's eyes had a serious look.

"If I had to say something, it seems like the preparations for you to loose the absolute choice is complete."

"What? What does that mean."

The first period preliminary bell interrupted me.

"It's time, return to the classroom quickly."

"No sensei, I need more details."

"For now I can't talk further about it."

"No, but......"

If its about absolute choice its a big deal since it controls my life.

"Ssh, if you are too noisy I'll castrate your uvula."

"That expression is a bit funny......what are you emailing?"

"This? It's to Yukihira's cell, if you are not back in a minute she is allowed to burn your jacket."

"What a contemptible thing to do!"

No, if I think normally, just because she was told to there is no way to rule out the possibility that Yukihira would do it......no, there's no way......no, she might do it.

"Um, and sent. If you tattle I'll kill you."

"What the heck kind of person are you?"

"Is it okay? There's 50 seconds left."

"Ku, shit!"

I opened the door of the student guidance room and ran full throttle down the hallway......shirtless.

"Well......"

I don't know the true character of the creature Chocolat and if she's integral to my absolute choice. All morning Utage-sensei's words stayed in my head, focusing on the lesson was impossible.

That state didn't change even by lunchtime when I ate at my desk with several friends. I was absentminded during their conversation.

"What?"

Then, from the speaker above the blackboard came a voice that interrupted my thoughts.

<nowiki><Ladies and Gentlemen, hello. It's Seikou Day Crash time.></nowiki>

Ah, its that time already?

This program is done every lunchtime by the Broadcast Club. The MC Corner changes each day and it is quite an elaborate broadcast.

Well, if my thinking is jumbled up, no answer will come out. I decided to listen to it for a change.

<nowiki><Well, this Monday, we've invited school celebrities to 『Poison's Mansion』></nowiki>

The light voice of the female MC speaks.

<nowiki><Today, from Second year Class 1, Yuuouji Ouka-san and Yukihira Furano-san have come.> </nowiki>

I look around the classroom as that is said, there's certainly no sign of them here.

<nowiki><Yoo-hoo, hello, I'm Yuuouji Ouka *Clapping*.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Good evening, I am Yukihira Furano.></nowiki>

Yuuouji is always hyper, and why Shinichi Mori style Yukihira? These two people broadcasting together.....no, I have a bad premonition.

<nowiki><Yes, as everyone knows last term these two were named to the 『Reject 5』. Can you tell us how worthless that made you feel?></nowiki>

The MC suddenly asked that rude question. Well that's her natural invective and S touch. She bluntly goes to areas that aren't normally touched upon and cuts deeply.

<nowiki><Yes, ah, what is this button?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Wa-wait, don't touch that without permission!></nowiki>

With a bang, the sounds of the MC panicking and standing were heard.

<nowiki><What, but the instrument over here is broadcasting, and it was said to not touch it.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Then, even more so why did you push it?></nowiki>

<nowiki><It isn't a thing to touch?></nowiki>

This isn't a comedy show!

As expected by Yuuouji, even with all the students listening she is very free.

<nowiki><Then, pull yourself together. Yukihira-san thank you very much.></nowiki>

The conversation has failed, Yukihira began speaking in a very theatrical tone.

<nowiki><Ah I'd hate to brag? I didn't expect anything but yeah. The people surrounding me are worked up about it. I would have declined if I could do that. But that would be rude to the people who took great pains to choose me......I wonder if this side of me is embarrassing.></nowiki>

Why do I feel like she was awarded a prize?

<nowiki><Well......></nowiki>

The MC is at a loss for words. If it was me I'd give up on continuing. But she gave a small cough and continued as though nothing happened.

<nowiki><The to all the students listening could the 『Reject 5』 give one word. Even if it will be worthless after all.></nowiki>

You are purposefully provoking them and showing your shallowness MC.

However Yuuouji seemed to be entirely oblivious to the situation.

<nowiki><Hmm, I don't really know the 『However, it rejects!』 feeling?></nowiki>

That's a different meaning! The one being rejected is you!

And, the same question was given to Yukihira.

<nowiki><After half a year, for a person who reaches this height, there's a lot to be expected of me.></nowiki>

Why the condescending attitude looking down!

<nowiki><......Indeed you two are unique.></nowiki>

Do the two of them not shake you at all? There was irritation in the MC's voice as she changed the topic.

<nowiki><That reminds me, in your class is another of the 『Reject 5』. Amakusa Kanade is it?></nowiki>

My hand holding the chopsticks stops. It was completely a surprise attack.

<nowiki><Yes, it's a pity his brain is like that since his face is good, it must be a little difficult to be out in public.></nowiki>

I don't want that to be said by you.

<nowiki><Ahaha, he suddenly began stripping in class today.></nowiki>

No, I did take it off......Yuuouji-san did you have to say it?

<nowiki><He suddenly started stripping in the classroom......is Amakusa-san a flasher?></nowiki>

<nowiki><What? No, I think its different than that. I think he just suddenly wanted to take it off.></nowiki>

Isn't that a flasher?!

<nowiki><He cannot live without a mosaic already.></nowiki>

It's like saying I'm an addict or something.

<nowiki><As a classmate, I feel anxious for his future.></nowiki>

Then close your mouth now!

<nowiki><Then, next week shouldn't Amakusacchi appear?></nowiki>

Yuuouji......why did you add that statement to this flow.

<nowiki><Then because you introduced him with so much trouble, next week we'll see if we can have the despicable, trashy, rascal Amakusa-san as our guest.></nowiki>

The MC is on a roll. In the confusion of the moment I've been terribly slandered.

<nowiki><Yes, then lets call him immediately.></nowiki>

In this broadcast it's said that the guest of the week will introduce an acquaintance. It's a rip-off of a certain daytime program. It's on a roll, usually you tell the person in question ahead of time.

"Hmm?"

While thinking that, my cell began vibrating. Why do they know my number......

<nowiki><Hello, is this Amakusa Kanade-san?></nowiki>

Because I had no choice but to go with the flow I reluctantly pushed the call button. The MC's lively voice jumped out.

"Ah......that's right."

It seems the other side is in loudspeaker mode, almost simultaneously with my remarks the speaker repeated it.

In other words all the students in the school can hear me as I talk.

<nowiki><Did you hear the current broadcast?></nowiki>

"Yeah, well."

It's safe. If I refuse gently there's no problem.

<nowiki><Well Amakusa-san, though you are a pervert, why did it extend to doing such a goddamn unpleasant act?></nowiki>

Ku, what a blunt way of speaking. But it's useless, I need to calm down. If I get upset it is what they expect.

I have to answer innocuously since they aren't neutral-

[CHOOSE ① "Uhehe, I wanted to take off the bottoms in reality" ② "Gehehe, now, what color are your panties?]

......Say that in return?

However, I can't do anything but say it. If a choice appears, there's nothing I can do but say it.

"Uhehe, I wanted to take off the bottoms in reality."

I said it while almost crying. A complaint that differed by not a single word flowed from the speakers.

Here you go MC, I can't expect anything but a counter. If I fend off the gag I might get away with a shallow wound.

<nowiki><......Now, shall I question the two here in earnest?></nowiki>

It is being ignored!

"Wait a minute!"

Though my voice is raised, the mobile is already cut off.

"......Amakusa, as I thought."

My consciousness is pulled back by the voice of a friend and I looked around the class. The boys are laughing with wry smiles while the girls are pulling back completely.

Aside from the top, it seems the bottom half has exceeded the borderline where they can laugh unenthusiastically.

"No, it's not like that......"

The moment I extended a hand out to explain myself. All the girls, together like in the army, looked away.

"Ahaha......there is no god in this world."

While giving out those dangerous words I put my face in my desk.

I must dream a dream to access the traffic accident right? Surely my body is in the hospital for quite some time. Yes, I must be there dreaming this unpleasant dream. But it seems like I'm really here. I wish I was in a parallel word or comic but my common sense says I'm here with women showing the whites of their eyes looking at me. Ufufu.

<nowiki><-----------></nowiki>

The show had been continuing from the speaker all along but I didn't absorb any of it.

Before long it all became very vague as I sank into the sea named escapism.

"Haa!"

<nowiki><Huh......Really?......Indeed></nowiki>

After a few minutes as I came back to the world at last, I could hear the voice of the MC which seemed satisfied.

"So, then because it approaches the end of lunch today......>

The voice gave the impression of wanting to finish early, a desire transmitted clearly. While I was in my trip I didn't follow how the talk with Yuuouji and Yukihira was going. Even with her sharp tongue it was heavy going with those two as opponents.

<nowiki><That's the story of the boil on John's ass in front of an audience.></nowiki>

Did you talk about such a worthless thing!

Following the regretful Yuuouji, Yukihira's voice seemed dignified.

<nowiki><Finally, I have a proposal for you but I wonder if it is good.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Ha, yes, what is it?></nowiki>

The MC seems wary.

<nowiki><First of all, I think the character at the end should be you.></nowiki>

The young woman is saying something strange.

<nowiki><......Ha?......That's......I'm not sure I understand.></nowiki>

<nowiki><The listeners have become used to your, frankly speaking, vicious tongue and mannerism.></nowiki>

The tone of Yukihira was without any feeling in it like always, but what was that? It's almost like there's different emotions in it. It's angry?

<nowiki><By the way, today you made remarks about my chest being undeveloped...... Moreover it was three times.></nowiki>

While I was gone to the other world, there was such a development?

Indeed, Yukihira's chest can't be complimented as abundant. It bothered her.

<nowiki><No, it was part of the material......></nowiki>

<nowiki><Material? It was bad enough that even me who has an easy laugh wasn't able to laugh.></nowiki>

No, you are a person easily provoked to laughter......

<nowiki><Anyway, if you mock other people's tits, you shouldn't think it would end safe and sound.></nowiki>

No, what is with that way of speaking, it sounds like there's another meaning......and be prudent about saying tits.

<nowiki><Therefore the main subject is how to break the inertia, I thought of a plan for a new era. The name is 『Sow MC's Moe Pig Paradise</nowiki><ref>The term hoihoi is used, which means something that can draw in lots of viewers who love something. In this case people who love Moe.</ref>』.<nowiki>></nowiki>

What is that......incidentally, there are various opinions on the definition and origin of Moe Pig, it is for Otaku's who agonize about beautiful girls in anime and manga.

<nowiki><In response to the master's small erotic request we will turn you into a sow of absolute obedience by doing various things.></nowiki>

No, no, that's late night radio, you can't do that type of stuff during the day on the school broadcast system.

<nowiki><No, that's impossible to choose. It's a school broadcast.></nowiki>

The MC has almost the same impression as me. That's a fairly normal reaction for a person.

<nowiki><You seem to misunderstand something, it's already chosen, sow.></nowiki>

The MC is suddenly treated like a sow.

<nowiki><Now, stupid sharp tongued daughter, shall we being the true sow training?></nowiki>

There was a bang from someone standing up.

<nowiki><Ah, umm, Yukihira-san? Why? Your eyes are scary.></nowiki>

The MC was completely frightened. There was no trace of the poison tongued character remaining.

<nowiki><Yu-Yuuouji-san, please help this person lie down for a bit.></nowiki>

<nowiki>*sleepy breathing*</nowiki>

Seriously, you have the nerve to sleep soundly during a live broadcast. Moreover, you have only stopped talking about the boil on John's ass a minute ago.

<nowiki><Fuaaa......the broadcast has already ended?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Roughly, it ended in a good place Yuuouji-san. Can you press down on the sow here for a moment?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Eh? I don't understand why you want it but yes!></nowiki>

<nowiki><What? Before I knew it my hands were tied behind my back!? Let go!></nowiki>

The MC seems to have been restrained. Yuuouji's physical strength is overwhelming, and a normal girl can't compete against it at all.

<nowiki><Cho, afu, Yuuouji-san what are you doing?></nowiki>

<nowiki> <Hmm, I'm not sure why you are frightened, its just a relaxing massage.> </nowiki>

<nowiki><No, you don't have to do that, just release me......what, just a moment, please stop, I hate it, ahh!></nowiki>

The voice of the broadcaster flowed out. After that the boys, who weren't listening to the broadcast as they chatted with friends, stopped and began to listen attentively.

<nowiki><The sides of Melon melon!></nowiki>

<nowiki><No, wait a moment, there...... I hate, why, is it so good, an!></nowiki>

This is......erotic. It was being broadcast through the entire school. I can't help but say, Yuuouji, do more!

<nowiki><Aaa, you are unusually sensitive. Ahaha, interesting, interesting!></nowiki>

Yuuouji continued happily.

<nowiki><Ah......stop it......stop!></nowiki>

<nowiki><It's useless sow. This studio is completely locked. Even if you shout and cry, outside help can't reach here.></nowiki>

You, you are the villain here.

<nowiki><Hii......hii......fuu></nowiki>

The training went for a dozens(?) of seconds but in the end the MC lost.

The female MC was ready to talk properly.

As opposed to her, Yukihira was indifferent but nevertheless her voice had a small bit of satisfaction in it.

<nowiki><You bark in a fairly good voice for the first time. That's it sow, keep going.></nowiki>

She declared, there's definitely no next time.

<nowiki><Ahaha, have you gone a bit too far? Her whole body is affected. The supplement drink.....there's none left. She drank all of the
『AbazurenZ』?></nowiki>

Stooopp!

<nowiki><This can't go any longer. It's unavoidable, should I end it?></nowiki>

Yukihira used a theatrical tone into the microphone.

<nowiki><Everyone listen to this. Starting next week is the new show 『Sow MC Moe Pig Paradise』. In addition, 『Yukihira Furano's All the sows with
tits bigger than B's should die off』 will be broadcast, so wash your tits and apply young ladies.></nowiki>

<nowiki>*click*</nowiki>

The voice was cut abruptly. Immediately after that random classical music flowed from the speakers.

......This, isn't this what's called a 'broadcasting accident'?

It's awful. It's too awful. Year 2 Class 1 is the called the school's most regrettable class.

The eyes of several classmates were on me. The eyes seem to be saying you are the same to me.

You're wrong, you're all wrong. I'm an ordinary person. Because of these hateful absolute choices, its true I do a few small strange actions, but I'm an ordinary high school boy.

However, calling out in my mind doesn't get consideration. With the awkward atmosphere, I ate the rest of my lunch, but there was no taste
to it.

As the lunch break was about to end, Yuuouji and Yukihira returned.

"Yah-hoo, I'm back!"

"As a matter of fact its incomprehensible."

Both seem to have been squeezed hard in the staff office.

Yukihira doesn't seem to be reflecting on it and said that with a cool face.

"It's amusing. I thought in this country freedom of expression was allowed."

"Repeatedly calling someone a sow is not freedom of expression!"

"It's a little piggish joke."

"What on earth type of line of jokes is that!"

"Little piggish jokes."

"What black jokes<ref>pun of piggish(my tl) 'butakku' and black 'burakku'</ref> are you saying you feel like!"

"By the way, in case of black piggish jokes, it becomes blackpiggish jokes which isn't easy to say."

"From the bottom of my heart stop, it's good."

"Even the staff members of the broadcasting oinked a complaint."

"Making them feel like a pig by force!"

Yukihira was completing the first stage of the joke when Yuuouji pulled on my sleeve.

"Hey hey Amacchi. Look look!"

In her hand she held some photographs.

"After the broadcast we took some photo's and printed them out."

The first one. Was a picture of the MC with Yuuouji and Yukihira on both sides and was an ordinary picture. It's worrisome that the girl MC's expression is a bit hollow.

I mean, after such a thing, you took a picture......

It continued. The second picture.

"Yuuouji. What's......this."

In it the female MC has a smiling expression of ecstasy while her legs are completely spread in an M shape. Though the angle of the picture doesn't let you see under the skirt, it is a brutal situation.

"Ahaha, after the 『AbazurenZ』 was given she became like this."

"Seriously don't just give love aphrodisiacs!"

It continued in the third picture.

What's this...is it the stagehands of the broadcast club? The four men are queued up uniformly without energy and their faces were ashen.

"Yuuouji......this?"

"Yes, we handed out to everyone 『Life Candy』's 『Chapter of the Postmortem』."

"Fire that fellow immediately!"

"Yes yes, there's one more piece to report."

Like a grade-school kid with something to report, Yuuouji raises her hand while her eyes shine brilliantly.

"Yes, go ahead."

I encouraged her recklessly.

"You know, because I din't want you to have a preconception, it was presumed the Product Development Department made these. Actually the prototypes brought today......"

What? Yuuouji had an unusual pretentious way of talking.

"It was all made by me!"

"It's you?"

Well, even though he knew already, he felt it again anew.

Yukihira Furano and Yuuouji Ouka.

It's natural that they are rejected.

===Part 4===
"Phew......"

I reached the entrance of my house at last and sighed unintentionally. I'm tired......today was a tiring day. In addition to the rush of choices, there was the tiresome combo of Yukihira and Yuuouji.

However, at my home when I'm tired and open the door, there's no family to greet me.

Because my mother went with my father when he transferred, as of now, there is only one resident in the Amakusa household. It's like I'm a guy in a galgame setting.

It's time to prepare dinner, while holding that housewife like thought, I opened the door.

"Supi."

......What is that.

"Supi."

......There's the cause, someone's sleeping.

They're sleeping. A horribly deep sleep. Someone is sleeping in my hallway.

I don't understand......I don't know how this is happening. When? When was I hit with 'eye panic'<ref>Medapani, according to UltimateOTL's translation it's a spell in Dragon Quest</ref>?

My head was still fully confused but my body moved on its own. Crouching down and crowding close, I shook their body strongly.

That person slowly sat up while rubbing their eyes and looked at me with their sleepy eyes.

"Fumyu......who is it?"

"I want to hear that!"

However, their identity was obvious. The fluffy blond hair, the small body, and soft voice......I had definitely met this creature, Chocolat, this morning.

"Ah, Kanade-san isn't it? Welcome home!<ref>Out of order she said: おかえりなさいっ/okaerinasai which is welcome home, its normally the polite auto-reponse to his next phrase</ref>"

"A-aah, I'm back<ref>He says: ただいま/tadaima which means 'right now' or 'just now' as in I just got home, normally said first when you step in the house</ref>.......you said welcome home!"

No, a smiling face is too natural, in a place that's natural, so that I ended up replying to it.

Calm down. It's too much to figure out at once.

"First of all......first of all, you, how did you enter my house?"

Before the purpose of this person, is the physical problem. The key used a moment ago is definitely in my pocket and the duplicate is in the house.

Chocolat explained with a laugh and a smile.

"I took an impression with a special clay and got a duplicate key made from a key merchant."

......That's a serious crime.

"Kanade-san what's the problem? You complexion looks bad."

"That's beside the point. The point is your behavior."

I understood. This person was simply a trespasser. It's not the time to leisurely ask her. You have no choice but to get them out by force. Just as I reached out with determination to do it-

"I came to help release Kanade-san's 『Curse』."

"Wh......at?"

I stopped moving.

"The curse......the absolute choice thing?"

I felt intuitively that's what it meant. As expected Chocolat deeply nodded her head.

Seriously......Indeed Utage-sensei said it meant the preparation to end the choices.

"Now now, since you are talking about that, for now lets go deeper inside."

"No, why are you the one saying that!"

It's fishy......its very fishy. But, the absolute choices might be released. When I heard that it became impossible to drive her out immediately.

"Then, lets go."

Chocolat displayed the tension of going on an excursion as I guided her into the living room.

"......What's this."

The room temperate was exquisite, the fragrant smell of red tea tickled my nose, and the delightful sight of handmade cookies. The finest relaxation was prepared.

"Kanade-san was slow in coming back so I prepared."

Those are a wife's words, normally they would make a person feel happy but it felt weird hearing it from a stranger.

"Please don't hesitate, go ahead."

"No, why are you the one saying that......"

I sat down on the sofa as urged and reached for the steaming tea.

"How is it?"

"Oh, good."

Chocolat's face suddenly shone happily. Additionally the strand on top of her head started wagging.

"That's right, that is very high class."

No, I know since I'm the one who bought it.

Chocolat continued by handing out a candy dish with cookies on it.

"How are they?~"

"Ah, good."

Again her face suddenly brightened.

"That's right isn't it, they take time and effort to make."

No, I know because I baked them.

"That doesn't matter......lets get down to business."

I encouraged her to sit on the sofa on the other side.

"Yes, what is it?"

As I waited for her to sit I opened my mouth.

"Let us avoid a roundabout story......you, know of a way to remove the absolute choices?"

"Yes."

Chocolat nodded easily.

Seriously......it is possible to end it? The thing that's haunted me this last year?

"I'm begging, tell me!"

I couldn't resist my excitement and rose from my seat partly while asking.

"Kanade-san, please settle down. I don't know it."

"Then who on earth does?"

When I asked my question, Chocolat followed her own pace until the end.

"It's God."

"........................Yes?"

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NouCome: Volume 1 Chapter 1

2017-08-24T01:11:30Z

Shiroi Hane: Inconsistent spelling (へいざえもん)

==Chapter 1 - Amakusa Kanade's Bitter Daily Life==
===Part 1===
What does a person do if an erotic book falls by the roadside?

The natural thing would always be to take a glancing look.

If the person is a high school student, there is the problem of appearances. He cannot instantly pick it up, but he can go all-out in taking peeks.

If the exposed pages are a little manic, then there will be a rise in the tension.

However, such small happiness is often crushed.

[CHOOSE: ① Press it up against your face and smell it ② Eat it]

Right now, these choices appear in my head, and I must choose one choice or the other. It's always that way.

Erotic books are commonly read to get excited. If you're excited to smell or eat them, then you are the type who would already be excited that way.

However, I... smelt it.

I wasn't excited at all. That's natural. After all, being so close to it, I could only see skin color with no detail whatsoever.

"Woooow, look at that guy."

"Smelling the erotic book, what a pervert!"

Grade school kids passing by pointed and yelled at me.

"EroSmeller is looking this way."

"Haha, that guy is absolutely a virgin. Vir-gin!"

They ran off, laughing.

"...What am I doing so early in the morning?"

When it was satisfied, I quietly placed the erotic book back down on the roadside.

『Absolute Choice』

The phenomenon is, as the name I gave it suggests, one where I absolutely have to choose one choice or the other. It creates a choice made of neither spoken nor written letters in my head.

Information is transmitted from an unknown source directly into my brain, which instantly comprehends it.

It ignores all five senses; even if I close my eyes or block my ears, it will not disappear until a choice is made.

"Oh, Kanade-chan."

Abruptly, a deep voice came from in front of me.

"Geh..."

When I looked up, there she stood. Gondou Daiko (49), a housewife living nearby whose weight exceeds three digits<ref>Kilograms, so 220lbs+.</ref>. Seeing her body was like taking a punch to the gut.

"Kanade-chan, are you on your way to school now?"

"Ye-yes, that's right."

Daiko-san, who appeared to be returning from the convenience store, glued her eyes to me when I stepped into her view.

"Nufufu, you are as cute as ever."

"...!"

Chills ran down my spine.

Every time we meet, this person is weirdly happy to see me.

Apparently, I look exactly like her ex-husband when he was young. What kind of useless miracle is that?

Due to a reason like that, every day my virtue is in danger. Using school as an excuse, I attempted to leave quickly.

"Th-thank you, but I'm running late."

[CHOOSE: ① "Please hold me." ② "Please hold me and go with your instincts!"]

...Are you serious?

The choices sometimes require words, not just actions, and no matter how unreasonable, the choices appear and must be followed absolutely.

Even if it says ① and ②, how are they different?

"...Please hold me."

I whispered the words in a low voice, as if I was trying to disappear. At the same time, a predatory light shone in Daiko-san's eyes, like a beast locking onto its prey.

"Kanade-chan... Finally."

This is getting way too dangerous!

"Wa-wait a moment, I just- Nooooo!"

"I accept, thanks!<ref>いただきます is mostly used for eating and often translated as "I'm digging in!" or "I'm starting" but the base words are 'Thankful acceptance'.</ref>"

What is happening?!

The lump of meat dashed madly at me, and I was hugged with all her might.

"Gyaaa!"

She's too strong! Even my bones are breaking<ref>Yabe is used with bones, it is a slang of Yabai which means beyond risky/amazing/terrible.</ref>! I have to say something before it's too late!

"Give in... I give in!"

My scream was totally ignored.

"Gyaaaaaa!"

"Fuu, thank you for the feast."

After many seconds passed, Daiko-san was satisfied(?), let me go, and laughed as she walked away with heavy lumbering footsteps.

"Gu..."

I braced my wobbling knees and barely prevented myself from sinking down.

The time between absolute choices is completely random. It's not unusual to have them consecutively, but the combo of the erotic book and Daiko was too severe.

Feeling tired, I began to walk. As I approached the crossroads...

[CHOOSE: ① A beautiful girl falls from the sky ② Daiko-san falls from the sky ]

...No no no.

Daiko-san just walked towards her house moments ago... how is that possible? I know all too well, though, that Absolute Choice doesn't accept the laws of physics.

Once a choice states it, no matter how unscientific it may be, it will happen without fail if you choose it.

That is to say, if I chose ②, the probability of Daiko-san falling from the sky would be 100%. If I was to be hit by her... I'd die. Body and soul.

By eliminating that, it left me wondering at the wording of ①.

"What would happen then?"

Surely, a person would appear in the air? I looked up at the sky fearfully. Nothing was happening.

"?"

While I wondered and looked down in front of me for a moment...

"Dowaaaa!"

Something was falling at blistering speed before my eyes and slammed into the ground.

"Nnn... Auuu..."

I was at a loss for words. Even though I had been somewhat mentally prepared... Something seriously fell.

But in the next moment, besides the idea of something falling, an intense question appeared in my brain.

"What... Is this?"

Because the person(?) was doing a human bridge position.

Disagreeable as it is, there's no other way to describe it... The person(?) who
fell... was definitely doing a human bridge position.

Not facing downwards, or facing up; instead, it did a splendid bridge.

...Why?

It was too surreal a spectacle; I was frozen in place.

I froze for a dozen seconds. The living bridge suddenly collapsed.

Because of that, I returned to my senses. It pushed the mental impact of seeing a human bridge land and reminded me that a person fell from the sky.

"A-are you okay?!"

I was near panicking and was frantically shaking the body.

"Nnn... Fumiyu?<ref>ふみゅ seems to be her little sound when waking or puzzled.</ref>"

As though she was waking up, a weird sound escaped from her.

"Go-good..."

She was alive. My chest heaved a sigh of relief as she looked up.

"Ah? Here... where am I?"

She restlessly scanned the vicinity until settling on me.

"Um..."

She was breathtaking. Skin so white she was almost like a ghost, soft, fluffy blond hair, and clear, round blue
eyes. She wore chocolate colored fairy-tale like clothing.

And above all, a figure too buxom for a non-white<ref>You see this occasionally where they comment a girl's breasts are too big for her to be Japanese; this was just a bit more generic than that.</ref>. Her whole appearance was too surreal, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

Unlike me who couldn't find any words, her face suddenly brightened.

"Amakusa Kanade-san, right?"

"Eh?"

I was bewildered by her suddenly saying my full name.

"Ah... yeah, that's right."

I searched my memories, but I can't find anything regarding this beautiful girl in my brain.

"Err... you are?"

"Yes, my name is... Ah? My name is... Hmm... what was it?"

"No, I don't know..."

The girl looked like she was thinking a moment, then clapped her hands suddenly.

"I understand! I have lost some memories, like amnesia."

No, you really shouldn't say that so spunkily.

"When I fell, I likely received a strong shock to the head."

No, you did that beautiful bridge and your head didn't touch the ground.

"Oh well, I'll remember before too long. I'm the Heizaemon of calmness."

Heizaemon of calm<ref>reference to The Peony Latern a Edo-era story about a man who survived a poisoned by his second wife and her lover. He often flew into mad rages where he didn't recognize his daughter.</ref>... No one uses that expression these days, especially an openly foreign girl... Saying that was extremely incongruous.

"Ah... For now it would be good to call me Heizaemon."

I'll pass.

"Now, putting aside the name issue. Lets have an important talk, Kanade-san."

"Important?..."

She stepped close to my side with a defenseless smile, and I suddenly felt strange.

What is it? The sense of deja-vu was strong.

"Please? Kanade-san?"

I got it... It reminded me of a dog.

It arbitrarily comes to your hand with unconditional trust and goodwill. This girl and a dog give off the same vibe.

By reflex, I petted her head.

Was this appropriate? Although I thought that, her face gave out a joyful expression that was far from hating it.

"Hehehe."

"Hmm?"

Part of her forelock stiffened and raised up unnaturally. When I stopped stroking her head, it returned to its original shape.

"Ah, when I'm happy it stands freely."

A tail... She's a dog after all.

Suddenly, a desire appeared. Inexplicably, I stretched out my hand to her.

"Hand."

"Yes!"

She held hers out.

"Sit."

"Yes!"

She did it. She's perfectly like a dog.

"Gugyuuuuuuu."

Then suddenly, a terrible sound echoed. For a moment it sounded the cry of a voice actor, but apparently it was this girl's stomach rumbling.

"Ah, I'm hungry.<ref>おなかと背中が、うらがえりそうです literally means my stomach and back are reversed hence his follow-up thought.</ref>"

It was a grotesque image.

"You're really that hungry?... Ah, I might have something."

Remembering something, I reached into my bag and groped around.

I pulled out a small chocolate bar. The moment it appeared, her face lit up.

"Ah, its chocolate!"

"Do you like this?"

"I love it!"

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Her smile covered all of her face. It's forbidden to give chocolate to a real dog, but this girl was only dog-like. She was still human... right?

"Yes."

I undid the wrapping and threw it lightly in the air. She hopped to where it was falling and caught it with her mouth in mid-air.

"Delish!<ref>おいひーです seems to be a mumbled 'delicious'</ref>"

Seemingly blessed, her face smiled happily. Like earlier, her forelock rose like a tail. It stood straight up... How strange.

"Ah, let's go with that."

She finished the chocolate and clapped her hands.

"What was that?"

"It's Chocolate."

"Ah, what?"

"That's my name."

"No... I don't understand what you mean."

"Kanade-san, do you like chocolate?"

"Hmm, I guess so. To the extent of putting some in my bag... I like sweet things in general."

"Then, my name is Chocolate."

What a simplistic way of thinking.

"No, Chocolate isn't chocolate."

"Ah, I'm not? Then... How about a French sounding Chocolat.<ref>her name switched from a 'Cho' spelling to 'Sho'. Normally they use 'Cho' for regular chocolate and 'Sho' when taking it from the French term for 'hot chocolate'. チョコレート (Chokoraato) vs ショコラ (Shokote). </ref>"

I don't know which side of being intelligent she's on but when I think of Chocolat I think of a dog. The provisional name stuck though.

"Yes, it is decided!"

Ah, if she's convinced, it's likely good to go with it.

It's only a part of her memory that's lost. If she hears many things maybe she will remember her name.
Chocolat(?)... First of all, in order to determine how much memory she had, I asked her purpose.

"It is to take care of Kanade-san."

With no hesitation she declared that.

"Ah? Caring... for me?"

"Yes. Though my other memories aren't clear, that is completely certain."

Somehow, the situation has become weirder.

"I-is that so?... Then, your home; where are you from?

"There!"

She pointed above her head.

"Ah? From the north?"

Judging by appearance, she definitely wasn't Asian... Did she mean Russia, or even Northern Europe?

"No, above the sky.<ref>here she uses お空 which might be a very respectful way of saying the sky without meaning Heaven exactly.</ref>"

"Above... the sky?"

"That's right!"

No... though she did fall from the sky.

"In short, in order to take care of me you came from a world in the sky?"

"Just like that."

Chocolat took a guts pose<ref>Signature winning pose by Guts Ishimatsu where they pump their both fists straight in the air.</ref> with a huge smile on her face. In contrast, I felt chills in my heart.

"Goodbye!"

"W-why are you leaving? Please wait!"

I don't like doing it, but... It is all very dubious.

"I'll absolutely benefit you if you let me try staying with you!"

Why did Chocolat run after me while rubbing her hands together?

"No, things suit me fine now."

"Right now, I come with detergent."

"No. You are not a newspaper."

"I also come with watermelon and tempura."

"That sounds like it'll give a stomachache!"

"With an apple and a gorilla!"

"I don't need them or a trumpet and panties!"

"Marriage and a letter of divorce are included!"

"Those absolutely shouldn't go together."

"I also come with a plot of land and the deed."

"I need that!"

"Sorry, that's a lie."

"Tell the truth!"

"『Guri and Gura』<ref>children's book</ref> also come with me."

"I have it. Don't make fun of a masterpiece!"

"Baka and Test also come with me."

"Things like that aren't sufficient! If that's the case, it's a failure, right?!"

"Then, buy this suspicious jar. Sign here."

"Trying to make a sale in a moment of confusion!..."

...Ku, who on earth is this person.

It's better not to get involved with her. I decided that and turned to walk away.

"Aaa!"

Behind me, a horrible fake voice rang out. I ignored it and continued on.

"Aaaaa!"

It was likely to keep going if I didn't react. Reluctantly, I turned around. Chocolat was coquettishly lying on the ground while looking up at me.

A handkerchief from somewhere was stuffed in her mouth as a prop... To think that such an irritating person had showed up.

"Later."

"Wait a moment, a weak girl has fallen down! You should be solicitously asking 『Are you okay, Baby?』"

Such lines are only permitted to Hanawa-kun<ref>Chibi Maruko-chan reference</ref>!

"You see, I have to be at school, so I don't have spare time to bother with you."

I've become more rude and less friendly with her<ref>Actual saying is he changed from calling her Kimi to Omae, basically choosing a ruder version of 'you' for her.</ref>. My brain must have judged that I don't need to respect this creature.

"It's okay! I'll listen to anything, so more, please!"

"Then, don't pay attention to me."

"Oh, I'm sorry. You have asked for a wish my power is not sufficient to fulfill."

Are you Shenron?!<ref>神龍, which means Holy or God dragon and is what they use for Shenron in Dragonball</ref>

Troubling... What should I do to shake off this strange creature?

While I was thinking about that, a certain thing caught my eye...

"Chocolat-san, Chocolat-san."

"Yes, what is it?"

I took the remainder out of the bag.

"Ah, it's chocolate! Can I have it?"

"Yes."

I dangled the chocolate from my hand in front of her.

"Please give it to me!"

Even though Chocolat was hopping up and down, she was relatively short and couldn't reach it. While holding it high, I
measured the timing.

It's good; the timing is just right. I'm sad to be wasting food, but...

"Here!"

As it passed, I threw the chocolate into the back of a pickup.

"Ah, wait please, chocolate!"

Chocolat ran with light steps after the pickup.

I watched the gap between them increase until they went around the corner, disappearing from my sight without
her giving up.

"Seriously..."

Even with a long wait, there was no sign of her returning. Even though I thought she was an idiot, I didn't think she'd be tricked that perfectly.

Golden Week was starting, the time when the calendar just reaches the summer and the weather turns warm, while a spring-like atmosphere still strongly remains.

"Oh well... I'll be careful about that strange person."

I faced towards the school and began to walk.

===Part 2===
Our high school, Seikou Private School, is proud of its 15 first year classes. It is a mammothly large school and has a wastefully large ground area.

To put it simply, it's a moderately long distance from the front gate to the school doors.

Sniffing the erotic book, Daiko-san's hug, and an encounter with the mysterious dog-like creature were all considerable burdens on my mental and physical stamina, and they left me feeling sick as I crossed the schoolyard.

After a few minutes I finally reached the entrance deep in the grounds. Fortunately, Class 1 of the second year is at this end of the 2nd floor. I just had to go up the stairs and I would be at my class.

"Morning."

I opened the door and exchanged greetings with the friends I could see.

On my way to my seat, I ran into a girl standing still by the window: Yukihira Furano.

She stood there very casually. However, she still gave off a strange sense of presence. Only around Yukihira did the air seem strained.

As if embodying the image of the name<ref>her name uses a Yuki kanji for snow and the hira kanji can mean flat/broad as in a broad expanse of snow</ref>, her white hair in the sunlight streaming from the window gave off a bright light, like the reflection off newly fallen snow.

"Hey, morning, Yukihira."

In response to my voice, she turned around. Though there was an artificial feel to her features, they were very refined.

Without an expression Yukihira replied.

"Morning, maggot<ref>Ujimushi means maggot, but mushi also means 'steaming' as in 'mushi atsui' is humid weather.</ref> jerk."

"...Huh?"

Surprisingly abusive language was used.

Normally you'd think you had misheard, but with Yukihira, anything's possible.

It's not a conversation if you flinch and back away, though.

"Ah, the weather is nice today."

"Yes it is, maggot jerk."

"On a day like today, I'd like to skip school and go play somewhere."

"You are surprisingly naughty, maggot jerk."

"What day of the week is it today?"

"Monday. Does that please you, maggot jerk?"

"Don't you know I'm trying to change your topic?!"

In contrast to my raised voice, Yukihira's is serene.

"Oh, sorry if it made you feel bad. It's just a little bug joke."

"Bug... joke? What on earth is that?"

It's the first time I've ever heard that in my life.

"This morning, on the fortune-telling segment on TV, it said there might be an insect related disaster. Even if I'm not that serious in believing it, I do still worry a bit."

"Yes, and?"

"Then, I thought I'd make some jokes and we could laugh it off."

"That's too much of a reversal..."

"Hey, I don't settle for succumbing to fate because I'm a woman with a rebellious spirit. I'll fight it to the death if it's not something I can accept."

"No... Don't think it will be that big of an event."

"By the way, Amakusa, if you want I'll do more insect jokes."

"No, you've done enough."

"By the way, Amakusa, if you want I'll do more insect jokes."

It seems you want me to hear them. Even if I bluntly refuse, it will just prolong things.

"Then, tell me one."

"..."

"Yukihira?"

"..."

"Hello, Yukihira-san?"

"Hey, listen, Monsieur. Today, a stupid classmate was ignored<ref>This time Mushi was the verb to ignore.</ref> for you."

It was endlessly trivial.

"By the way, just now I didn't only use 'insect' and 'ignore', did you also see me play off the word Monsieur?<ref>Monsieur is Musshu, fairly close to Mushi.</ref>"

"...I don't get it."

Explaining a gag that didn't work... Such a strong personality.

"Then George, who was deprived of a turn for this; where should he put his anger?!"

"Who is that?!"

This Yukihira Furano... Though she should be a cool person, she jokes around in a way that raises the tension. She
just can't be a normal character.

"Roughly what are you thinking about, Amakusa? You have the face of someone about to go attack a little girl at any moment."

"What the hell kind of face is thaaaat?!"

"Or, the the face of villager at the entrance of the village endlessly repeating 『The Starting Village』."

"No, there is nothing in common with those two pieces..."

"Or, the the face of villager at the entrance of the village who is endlessly repeating 『Huh... Huh... You want to look at little girls?』."

"Don't force the two together!"

...It's useless. You can only get exhausted dealing with someone like her. I abandoned the conversation and started to go around her...

[CHOOSE ① "Hey, your breasts<ref>Oppai was used, which is kind of a kid's word meaning breasts or boobies.</ref>, let me touch your breasts" ② "Hey, my breasts, touch my breasts."]

...Yeah, this is strange. This is strange, right?

People usually would resist such a choice at any price if compelled. At the start I also resisted... at the start. When Absolute Choice first appeared, I tried to avoid picking either choice... As a result, excruciating pain strikes your brain. I can't do it anymore.

I'm not joking. At first the pain is only faint and dull, but over time it feels like my head is being slowly crushed by a steamroller. The skull begins to fracture and the fluid in my brain starts leaking; how else can I describe it? Even the woman with a scar on her face wouldn't be able to deal with it.

In other words, resistance is useless, impossible, and a waste of effort.

A man takes a breath. Dogs can't speak languages. And when an Absolute Choice appears, a choice is naturally chosen.

With that being said...

"Hey, my breasts, touch my breasts."

The moment I said those lines, Yukihira's eyebrows moved slightly.

"...Amakusa... You, just now, what?!"

It's no wonder you'd ask that. It's a remark that anyone can hardly believe they heard right.

"No, that is-"

"Perhaps, you just asked me to touch your tits<ref>She replied back using パイオツ or paiotsu, which is more porn like/crude, like 'tits' rather than 'boobs'.</ref>?"

"...Huh? Just now, what?"

I instinctively asked back, just now... Did she say tits?"

"I would like to hear whether you said 『Please touch my tits』 or not."

"No... I said something similar, except I didn't say tits."

"Tits weren't mentioned? It's funny; I'm sure I heard the word tits. Tits is a word that I'm absolutely sure I didn't hear wrongly... Ah, is it shameful to have said tits and now you are trying to conceal it? Even though I don't think tits is a vulgar word. Starting with tits is..."

"You only want me to say tits!"

"I admit it. But even you want to call out tits so badly sometimes."

"I agree."

"That's not a reason!"

"I'm getting scolded suddenly?!"

...At times like those Yukihira, the weirdo, was good to have around. If this choice had appeared in front of other women, it would be a big problem.

Actually, last year's class was disastrous. In front of the girls many things were done and said that can't be told... No, I won't remember it because I'll want to cry.

Anyway, this Absolute Choice seems pleased to make me have the worst experiences.

In terms of a galge, only the paths to bad endings were chosen last year. I wasn't even able to taste the L of Love.

I don't want to be popular, I just want to talk to women (without frightening them or being despised by them)...

Today, however, there are a lot more Absolute Choices, and the choices are nastier. I went to my seat quickly; it's better to be quiet.

As I tried to pass quickly by Yukihira's side...

[CHOOSE ①"Hey, your tits, let me touch your tits." ②"Hey, my tits, touch my tits."]

...I don't need this. I tried to go with the flow, but this is absolutely unnecessary.

However, no matter how much I complain in my heart, I have no veto power.

"Hey, my tits, touch my tits."

Yukihira, who took that expressionlessly, opened her mouth.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to talk to people who say such vulgar things."

"Which mouth is saying that?!"

"This mouth. This mouth always says tits."

"Is the word consistency not in your dictionary?!"

"In my dictionary, only the word tits appears."

"Then all your life you have been calling them tits!"

"Amakusa, you... Are you really taking a joke like that seriously?"

"Gaaaaah!"

I crumpled and tore at my hair. It's useless... I can't deal with her. I've been playing the fool with Yukihira... I shook it off, turned the other way, and headed to my seat.

Even though homeroom hadn't started, I was already absurdly fatigued.

With a sigh, I sat down and casually glanced out the window.

"...Eh?"

In the middle of the second-story window, a face appeared.

"Waaah!"

I stood from my chair by reflex.

"Oh, Amacchi. Morning!"

The person on the other side of the glass gave a smile and flung open the window.

"Toe!"

The person dove feet-first through the window frame while giving off an action-hero-like cry.

While trailing elegant black hair that reached to her waist, she landed lightly.

"You... Where did you come from?"

The girl who received all the classes' attention, Yuuouji Ouka<ref>Her name changed from the inside cover 遊王子調歌 to 遊王寺調歌 but the furigana spelling seems the same.</ref>, stuck her thumb up and declared:

"Ha, because the guidance counselors were at the entrance I climbed up the wall!"

If you consider it... It's not a large climb, and you wouldn't have too bad of a fall, but even if it happens to cross your mind you usually wouldn't do it.

I stared at the girl intently. Long, glossy black hair. Full-bodied in the right places, but slender on the whole. The gentle features and appearance of a girl brought up by a fine family.

However, once she opens her mouth, she's noisy like a grade-schooler, her face flickers through expressions rapidly, and she repeatedly does unpredictable things.

Climbing the wall of a school would usually be called an impossible act, but in Yuuouji's case, it's completed with a single thought.

"Hi, Amacchi. Your face is looking tired; something wrong?"

Without hesitation, she brought her face too close.

"Uuu..."

We're already young men and women... I wish she was aware of that, but it's impossible for her.

"No, there were various things this morning... Rather, what's with the backpack?"

On Yuuouji's back was a swollen-to-the-limit-rucksack.

"Where the heck did that come from..."

"Listen closely. Nahaha, because I wanted to smuggle this, I wasn't able to come in through the front entrance."

I waited as Yuuouji happily lowered the rucksack to the floor.

She carried that up the wall... What kind of superhuman strength is that...?

"Look, look; these are our prototypes."

The contents were casually dumped on the floor.

Most of the items are stamped with the 『UOG』 logo.

Though it's hard to believe, Yuuouji is the daughter of the president of UOG, a very big and well-known company.

Their business is food, clothing, cosmetics, consumer electronics, books, etc. They produce practically everything, and it's hard to find a house that doesn't have a UOG product in it. It's a company closely tied into people's lives.

"These were rejected in the planning stage of our product development section. For now they're being set aside, but we still want the opinions of kids for future reference."

Yuuouji's voice tempted our classmates to gather around her.

Even if they were products that were killed, they were on the leading edge in UOG fashion, and so being interested in them was natural.

"Ouka-chan, what is that?"

Everyone could take a product and submit his or her opinion. One girl pointed at a dangerously red-colored bottle.

"Oh, that... That's for wives who are faced with ennui. It's an aphrodisiac for women. It appears to activate women's sex hormones."

Who would ask high school students' opinions of thaaaaat?!

"The effect is outstanding and the price is cheap, but no questions were asked in the planning meeting,. It was just dropped."

"Hmm, why would that be?"

I casually grabbed a bottle and turned it around. The flashy, fancy brand name was visible: 『Abazuren<ref>Abazure means bitch.</ref> Z』.

"Yeah... The name is bad..."

"By the way, I secretly mixed some into my mom's rice this morning. She began to pant suddenly and said
『Ouka... Do you want a little sister?』."

"What are you doing to the wife of the president of UOG?!"

Yuuouji's mother was a former idol 20 years ago. The other idols of the time were all childishly cute, but she gave off an intellectual air and ran as a star for a while. She retired to marry the darling of the business world, Yuuouji Ouma, and changed her media appearance. I see her often delivering the news as a commentator.

In a word, she was cool. That said, to experiment on her parents, Yuuouji is shameless... It's unbelievable that Yuuouji Ouka came from Yuuouji Kyouka.

The cancellation that puzzles Yuuouji doesn't seem to be from the name 『Abazuren Z』 alone. If such a drug circulates in Japanese society, it'll collapse.

I took control of myself and looked at the other projects.

Giving off a strong presence in the corner was what looked like a small printer. In the center of the machine was a bunch of rectangular paper.

"Yuuouji, what's this?"

"Ah, its a toy for small children: 『Money Maker』. You play with it and make money."

Indeed, on the surface of the printed paper is a large animated cartoon character drawn in the center, 『Bill』.

I picked up a few and flipped through them.

"Ah, its not very elaborate... Eh? The real thing is mixed in?"

One piece in there was clearly real, no matter how you looked at it. Yukichi-sensei<ref>Fukuzawa Yukichi is on the 10000 yen bill and is regarded as one of the founders of modern Japan.</ref>'s face was peering intently from it.

"Nahaha, this is an amazingly good machine. When I tried an experiment it came out just like the genuine item."

"That would be a scandal!"

It's completely out!

"Geez, this looks a little more of an honest thing... It looks like 『Life Candy』."

Life Candy is a long-running product of UOG's confectionery brand, 『Yuuouji』. Each unit, called a 『Chapter』, has one package with three pieces, and several flavor variations and themes exist.

For example:

『Love Chapter: Unrequited Love, Confession, Falling in Love』

The first piece would have a sour taste to symbolize the sorrow, the second piece would have an extra-hot taste that expresses the throbbing heart, and the third would be sweet like a burning heart. The themes of the candy are all over the place, but good materials and a low price had made it another hot-selling product and have taken half the popularity of 『Animal Candy』 away.

"No, when this was also rejected I grieved."

Yuuouji picked some up and handed them out.

『Chapter of the Lady Killer: Unfortunately I Cheated on Two People, Unfortunately They Both Know, Unfortunately I Was Stabbed』

"You said the last part so cutely! I was forced to laugh!"

『Chapter of the Middle Level Manager: Pain from Dealing with Above and Below, Being Laid Off, Dying a Dog's Death on the Roadside at 50』

"It's too sad!"

『Chapter of the Postmortem: Taking a Bright Memory into the Next World, Futile Effort, A One-way Ticket to Hell』

"Who would buy that?!"

『Chapter of the NEET: Really?, My Old Age, What Will Happen?』

"You'll make people cry!"

『Chapter of If You Win You Get Another: The flavor of wondering if I'll win, The I missed? flavor, You are an idiot if this is seen』

"What are you doing to the idiot?!"

None of those have any relation to flavors.

"How many of these canceled major products?......hm?"

I looked, trying to find something decent in the products on the floor. Squatting in the corner Yukihira caught my eye.

What are you doing with 『Money maker』 in your hand and staring......What? Her eyes are scary.

"Yukihira, what is it?"

"Ah, Amakusa it is you. This toy, it could be dangerous if misused. Shouldn't a person with good sense take responsibility for it?"

"Oh my......maybe so."

Or rather, it should be destroyed here, right now.

"Oh, me? No, it's impossible. Oh, I'm the only one? I guess it can't be helped, I guess I can since you ask."

"What is this act? Nobody asked you!"

"Tch......"

'Tch' was said. Just now she tch'ed me.

Yukihira stood expressionlessly, and Yuuouji's voice was raised.

"Ah, Furanocchi over here, hey! "

Yukihira returned the greeting casually.

"Morning, Maggot's daughter."

That joke, you're continuing it!

"Eh? Maggot? Ah, so, speaking of maggots."

Yuuouji groped and rustled through the bottom of the rucksack. Did she say 『Speaking of maggots』......that's the first time I've heard that said.

"Yes, there's this too. Gee, what a coincidence, Furanocchi try to eat this."

Yukihira was presented with an earth colored package. It was printed with 『Animal Candy Maggot Flavor』

What kind of miracle is that!

"Indeed, misfortune concerning maggots, it seems to be this......the developer should die."

If Yukihira eats it calmly, she will vomit it back up. Oh, I understand the feeling. What roughly do maggots taste like. Things of that type should already be canceled.

Yukihira undid the wrapping paper, then threw it in her mouth. For a while she rolled it on her tongue then declared with a serious look.

"Seriously, it gives the impression of a maggot."

"What kind of an impression!"

"The secret ingredient is one drop of Cicada pee, I think it adds to the flavor."

"Increase? You say something like that about sesame oil!"

While watching, I glanced at Yuuouji.

"I mean is it......even safe to eat?"

"It's okay, it's okay. The sweets have a 『Strawberry taste』 and a 『Melon taste』 without the strawberry or melon? Hey, Amacchi here is one too."

"S-so......?"

......I wonder what this is. It is not unpalatable, its not bad at all. It is a taste that can't be expressed.

"This, what in the world is in this?"

Yuuouji looked at the label.

"Just a moment. Umm, the raw material......its maggot extract."

"Waaaaaa?"

By reflex I ended up spitting the candy out. Yuuouji saw it and immediately went into a guts pose again.

"Amacchi, it's still good if you pick it up within 3 seconds!"

"That isn't the problem!"

"No Amacchi, I was just joking a moment ago, a joke! It doesn't contain any maggot juice."

Yukihira heard Yuuouji's words and clapped her hands.

"Oh, that is a wonderful maggot joke."

"That's enough!"

Arg......It's hard to tell the truth from Yuuouji's expression. I can't confirm it with my own eyes.

"Show it a little."

I half snatched it so that I could see the label side.

『The ingredients cannot be listed.』

Scary!

"Yu-yukihira, you aren't worried about this??"

Yukihira put it in her mouth before me.

"Oh, Amakusa, you aren't being very manly with this maggots issue."

"You sound like an old man!"

"Generally it is rude to spit out food people give you. I don't think it is quite the lowest act?"

"That's not very persuasive when you are holding a tissue to your mouth Yukihira-san."

"It's morning sickness."

"That's not even a decent lie!"

"Ahaha, both you, its okay, there are some cheeses in the world with maggots."

"You just said it is in!"

My voice that I was shouting with was going hoarse. How many times have I raised my voice this morning?

"......To be expected when those three are together."

I heard those annoying words spoken by someone. Speaking of Yukihira and Yuuouji bundled together with me, it could only be that.

"Shit, it's not right....... I'm not like that."

"Nahaha, Amacchisa, resign yourself and accept you are part of the 『Reject 5』.

My shoulder is familiarly slapped by Yuuouji while the hated phrase was uttered.

Twice each year here at Seikou, a vote is taken in the first and second half of the year. Put simply, its a beauty contest vote by all the boys, up to 3rd year, 45 classes in total, which ranks the best 5 men and women.

Because there are so many entries the newspaper and broadcast department take it up and close to 100 percent of the school is aware of it.

In it's brilliant shade an ominous ranking exists. Even though their appearance is excellent, their behavior and personalities make people judge it is impossible to fall in love with them, are 5 men and women.

The dishonorable name given to them is the 『Reject 5』.

Yukihira shows no sign that she minds. Yuuouji doesn't seem to care about feelings like that.

However, I'm just a normal person and can't do that.

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"I'm different, I'm different......I'm just an ordinary high school student."

However, no matter how much I lamented it, the title once given would not disappear for a half year or more.

By the way, the current rankings were totaled in March at the end of the school year. Because the then third year students were included, as of May in the new year there are nine 『Reject 5』 remaining.

Three people is one third of the list, and are concentrated in Second year class 1. The additional fact that not one of the students from the popular ranking is in the class it makes for a sad story for the class.

I don't want to think I have a third of the responsibility.

"Amacchimosa<ref>I think this is her made up suffix using 'mosa' as in Stalwart, Man of Valor</ref>, you are cool when you are silent."

"No, you shouldn't be the one saying that......"

So, the story I spoke frankly about, I think that objectively I look good. In middle school confessions and love letters were not unusual. It's not too much to say I was popular.

However, March of last year just before I was entering high-school my life changed completely. The damn absolute choices happened to me, and I was forced into eccentric behaviour......and as of May in the second year of high-school the low quality label 『Reject 5』 was pasted onto me.

However, my abnormality in the end is caused by the irregular absolute choices.

The loose screws in the heads of Yukihira and Yuuouji are different. Amakusa Kanade, as a human, is a fairly normal character. So, even absolute choice doesn't

[CHOOSE: ① Strip to the waist and yell like a Japanese man ② Strip your lower half and yell like an Amazon warrior.]

Are you screwing with me heaven!?

Why come out with this now! Read the air! But, what prejudice is it that makes Amazon = naked lower half!

......Yes, it is ignored like usual. I'll do it, I'll do it. I thought you'd say that, I'll do it well.

I choose number ① and put my hands on my uniform, and I started to take it off despite hesitations.

"Oh my god, look at that."

What was sad that the girls scream 『Amakusa is doing something weird again』 didn't seem to come with a reaction like blushing, it had become such a typical atmosphere in the classroom.

Only a month had passed in the new class and its already been recognized that I'm the guy you don't help out even if I begin stripping......

I shook off the pain of that somehow and quietly(?) stripped to the waist. How about it choices, are you satisfied by this?"

"Gu......"

However, a headache hit signifying NO. Apparently it's not sufficient without shouting like a Japanese man.

"Gahaha, this is a hero's spirit!"

Already growing desperate I shouted that for the time being.

The pain faded away...... hey is it good like that?

"It's done."

At that time, the door opens, and the teacher enters with the worst timing.

My standing there doing the guts pose shirtless perfect draws her eyes.

"You......what are you doing?"

The teacher of Second year Class 1, Douraku Utage. With a body that can only make you think she is a grade school kid. But contrary to that is her speech and behavior which is crude and violent.

In the fairly loose atmosphere of Seikou, the yankee aura she gave out was noticeably different.

"No teacher, there's a deep reason for this......"

"Hmm, tell me what it is."

"No......I was ordered to do it."

"By who?"

"......by someone else in my head."

Not this, not this, despite everything.

"Come with me for a moment."

Utage-sensei's small palm, beckoned me.

"Sit."

"No, I want to put on my clothes first."

"Shut up."

"......yes."

As soon as my knees bent, I was grabbed by the base of the neck.

"Let's go to the special guidance room."

"Ow, it hurts!"

Utage-sensei commanded the class president to take roll call in her place and I was dragged towards the door.

Where does she store such power in that body!

There was nothing I could do as I was, naked to the waist, dragged down the hallway.

===Part 3===
I was taken to the student guidance room.

Utage-sensei sat her small body in the chair, with her head laid back, and lazily asked.

"So, why are you naked to the waist?"

"You didn't give me time to get dressed!"

"Rather, quickly cough it up. Afterall I don't have free time."

Although she asked the question she completely ignored it and put her feet up on the table.

"No, no. I can guess. Or rather, I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"Kuku, so what kind of choices did you have this time?"

......After all that's true.

I've met only one person, Utage-sensei, who knows the existence of the absolute choices.

"I had to show either the upper half or the lower half......"

"......You, so you choose the top? Geez, your a humorless guy."

"Taking out my penis wouldn't be a humorous situation!"

"It's no problem. At worst you would be forced to leave school."

"That would be a big mistake!"

"No skin off my nose, it would be someone else's problem."

"I'm in front of you! I'm a student in your class!"

Gu......I'm a student needing a good teacher but the only one around is this joker.

"Take it a bit seriously for a moment sensei?"

Utage-sensei dropped the joking manner and her expression became a bit clouded. A quiet reply is given.

"However, well...... still vulgar."

"Sensei......"

So, as a matter of fact, sensei previously had the absolute choices.

The absolute choice seems to be property that has moved through several people, from Utage-sensei, to the present holder, me.

Why did it move to me? Even if I ask that she evades with things like, its not time yet, or its troublesome to answer.

Utage-sensei lost her anxiety and went back to being lazy as always.

"Head back. I can't not formally punish you for this. But I'll do my best so hang in there."

Despite the dissatisfaction with the secretiveness, following last year it is good that the teacher for my homeroom understands, it has helped a lot.

If there was no arrangement with Utage-sensei then the repetitions of eccentric behaviour would have led to suspension or worse......I'm tired of it even if I say so myself.

"Ah, there is something I'm curious about."

About the topic of choices, I suddenly recalled it. This morning the strange creature, Chocolat, fell from the sky.

I don't know if there's a direct relationship to absolute choice, but maybe Utage-sensei who was a previous holder of it knows something.

"This morning on the way to school a strange, beautiful girl fell from the sky."

Utage-sensei, with faraway eyes, clapped me on the shoulder.

"That's too bad......you've lost the ability to distinguish 3D from 2D."

"No, no, its different."

Even though I think its a wild story myself, it is unavoidably a fact.

"Oh, during this time didn't you happily say 『In the galgame, if you clear the heroine route 100 times, you can get her to come out of the screen and propose to the girl. Fuhihi』"

"I didn't say that! Is your memory okay?!?"

"Ah, was it a 101 times?"

"That's not the issue there!"

"Then, 『Fuhihi sorry』 was it?"

"That's not the point! Don't fake all those lines!"

I've thought this all this last year, is this person really a teacher? Anyway you slice it this isn't the behaviour of a teacher.

"You, what's with that stare......surely."

Utage-sensei took a step back unnaturally.

"It's good being in a closed room, that's your secret plan."

"No, no, what are you suddenly saying."

"Because you are naked to the waist in broad daylight."

"That's because of you!"

"Stay away pedophile."

"Where's the pedophile, think of your age!"

"I'm 12 years old. That's fine for a pedophile."

"Don't lie like a elementary student."

"It's noisy with you yelping and shouting. Well, what is it, you......"

"......There's no way your a teacher, you've forgotten my name?"

"Idiot, my class, hmm. I can't find it. Well, Ama......Ama......Ama........."

"I was in your class last year too!"

"Haha, it's bad it's bad, even as a joke Amakasa<ref>Deliberate mistake.</ref>."

<nowiki>*pout*</nowiki>

"What," *smile*, "Is with this feeling!"

I was completely made fun of!

"I mean, I did say I didn't have spare time. So hurry up and say it."

"No, no, this isn't going anywhere and you are to blame no matter what......"

I returned to the story even while complaining.

"So, there's the beautiful girl."

"Yes, yes, she fell from the sky, your daydream girl."

Ku......what an annoying way to talk.

"She fell as a result of an absolute choice."

"What was that?"

Her expression changed.

"......is that so?"

Her face went from smiling to listless and she murmured.

"Your face, do you have an idea?"

Utage-sensei didn't deny it.

"Well. But this, I can't just poke my nose in at a moment's notice."

It was a very indecisive way of speaking. However, Utage-sensei's eyes had a serious look.

"If I had to say something, it seems like the preparations for you to loose the absolute choice is complete."

"What? What does that mean."

The first period preliminary bell interrupted me.

"It's time, return to the classroom quickly."

"No sensei, I need more details."

"For now I can't talk further about it."

"No, but......"

If its about absolute choice its a big deal since it controls my life.

"Ssh, if you are too noisy I'll castrate your uvula."

"That expression is a bit funny......what are you emailing?"

"This? It's to Yukihira's cell, if you are not back in a minute she is allowed to burn your jacket."

"What a contemptible thing to do!"

No, if I think normally, just because she was told to there is no way to rule out the possibility that Yukihira would do it......no, there's no way......no, she might do it.

"Um, and sent. If you tattle I'll kill you."

"What the heck kind of person are you?"

"Is it okay? There's 50 seconds left."

"Ku, shit!"

I opened the door of the student guidance room and ran full throttle down the hallway......shirtless.

"Well......"

I don't know the true character of the creature Chocolat and if she's integral to my absolute choice. All morning Utage-sensei's words stayed in my head, focusing on the lesson was impossible.

That state didn't change even by lunchtime when I ate at my desk with several friends. I was absentminded during their conversation.

"What?"

Then, from the speaker above the blackboard came a voice that interrupted my thoughts.

<nowiki><Ladies and Gentlemen, hello. It's Seikou Day Crash time.></nowiki>

Ah, its that time already?

This program is done every lunchtime by the Broadcast Club. The MC Corner changes each day and it is quite an elaborate broadcast.

Well, if my thinking is jumbled up, no answer will come out. I decided to listen to it for a change.

<nowiki><Well, this Monday, we've invited school celebrities to 『Poison's Mansion』></nowiki>

The light voice of the female MC speaks.

<nowiki><Today, from Second year Class 1, Yuuouji Ouka-san and Yukihira Furano-san have come.> </nowiki>

I look around the classroom as that is said, there's certainly no sign of them here.

<nowiki><Yoo-hoo, hello, I'm Yuuouji Ouka *Clapping*.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Good evening, I am Yukihira Furano.></nowiki>

Yuuouji is always hyper, and why Shinichi Mori style Yukihira? These two people broadcasting together.....no, I have a bad premonition.

<nowiki><Yes, as everyone knows last term these two were named to the 『Reject 5』. Can you tell us how worthless that made you feel?></nowiki>

The MC suddenly asked that rude question. Well that's her natural invective and S touch. She bluntly goes to areas that aren't normally touched upon and cuts deeply.

<nowiki><Yes, ah, what is this button?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Wa-wait, don't touch that without permission!></nowiki>

With a bang, the sounds of the MC panicking and standing were heard.

<nowiki><What, but the instrument over here is broadcasting, and it was said to not touch it.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Then, even more so why did you push it?></nowiki>

<nowiki><It isn't a thing to touch?></nowiki>

This isn't a comedy show!

As expected by Yuuouji, even with all the students listening she is very free.

<nowiki><Then, pull yourself together. Yukihira-san thank you very much.></nowiki>

The conversation has failed, Yukihira began speaking in a very theatrical tone.

<nowiki><Ah I'd hate to brag? I didn't expect anything but yeah. The people surrounding me are worked up about it. I would have declined if I could do that. But that would be rude to the people who took great pains to choose me......I wonder if this side of me is embarrassing.></nowiki>

Why do I feel like she was awarded a prize?

<nowiki><Well......></nowiki>

The MC is at a loss for words. If it was me I'd give up on continuing. But she gave a small cough and continued as though nothing happened.

<nowiki><The to all the students listening could the 『Reject 5』 give one word. Even if it will be worthless after all.></nowiki>

You are purposefully provoking them and showing your shallowness MC.

However Yuuouji seemed to be entirely oblivious to the situation.

<nowiki><Hmm, I don't really know the 『However, it rejects!』 feeling?></nowiki>

That's a different meaning! The one being rejected is you!

And, the same question was given to Yukihira.

<nowiki><After half a year, for a person who reaches this height, there's a lot to be expected of me.></nowiki>

Why the condescending attitude looking down!

<nowiki><......Indeed you two are unique.></nowiki>

Do the two of them not shake you at all? There was irritation in the MC's voice as she changed the topic.

<nowiki><That reminds me, in your class is another of the 『Reject 5』. Amakusa Kanade is it?></nowiki>

My hand holding the chopsticks stops. It was completely a surprise attack.

<nowiki><Yes, it's a pity his brain is like that since his face is good, it must be a little difficult to be out in public.></nowiki>

I don't want that to be said by you.

<nowiki><Ahaha, he suddenly began stripping in class today.></nowiki>

No, I did take it off......Yuuouji-san did you have to say it?

<nowiki><He suddenly started stripping in the classroom......is Amakusa-san a flasher?></nowiki>

<nowiki><What? No, I think its different than that. I think he just suddenly wanted to take it off.></nowiki>

Isn't that a flasher?!

<nowiki><He cannot live without a mosaic already.></nowiki>

It's like saying I'm an addict or something.

<nowiki><As a classmate, I feel anxious for his future.></nowiki>

Then close your mouth now!

<nowiki><Then, next week shouldn't Amakusacchi appear?></nowiki>

Yuuouji......why did you add that statement to this flow.

<nowiki><Then because you introduced him with so much trouble, next week we'll see if we can have the despicable, trashy, rascal Amakusa-san as our guest.></nowiki>

The MC is on a roll. In the confusion of the moment I've been terribly slandered.

<nowiki><Yes, then lets call him immediately.></nowiki>

In this broadcast it's said that the guest of the week will introduce an acquaintance. It's a rip-off of a certain daytime program. It's on a roll, usually you tell the person in question ahead of time.

"Hmm?"

While thinking that, my cell began vibrating. Why do they know my number......

<nowiki><Hello, is this Amakusa Kanade-san?></nowiki>

Because I had no choice but to go with the flow I reluctantly pushed the call button. The MC's lively voice jumped out.

"Ah......that's right."

It seems the other side is in loudspeaker mode, almost simultaneously with my remarks the speaker repeated it.

In other words all the students in the school can hear me as I talk.

<nowiki><Did you hear the current broadcast?></nowiki>

"Yeah, well."

It's safe. If I refuse gently there's no problem.

<nowiki><Well Amakusa-san, though you are a pervert, why did it extend to doing such a goddamn unpleasant act?></nowiki>

Ku, what a blunt way of speaking. But it's useless, I need to calm down. If I get upset it is what they expect.

I have to answer innocuously since they aren't neutral-

[CHOOSE ① "Uhehe, I wanted to take off the bottoms in reality" ② "Gehehe, now, what color are your panties?]

......Say that in return?

However, I can't do anything but say it. If a choice appears, there's nothing I can do but say it.

"Uhehe, I wanted to take off the bottoms in reality."

I said it while almost crying. A complaint that differed by not a single word flowed from the speakers.

Here you go MC, I can't expect anything but a counter. If I fend off the gag I might get away with a shallow wound.

<nowiki><......Now, shall I question the two here in earnest?></nowiki>

It is being ignored!

"Wait a minute!"

Though my voice is raised, the mobile is already cut off.

"......Amakusa, as I thought."

My consciousness is pulled back by the voice of a friend and I looked around the class. The boys are laughing with wry smiles while the girls are pulling back completely.

Aside from the top, it seems the bottom half has exceeded the borderline where they can laugh unenthusiastically.

"No, it's not like that......"

The moment I extended a hand out to explain myself. All the girls, together like in the army, looked away.

"Ahaha......there is no god in this world."

While giving out those dangerous words I put my face in my desk.

I must dream a dream to access the traffic accident right? Surely my body is in the hospital for quite some time. Yes, I must be there dreaming this unpleasant dream. But it seems like I'm really here. I wish I was in a parallel word or comic but my common sense says I'm here with women showing the whites of their eyes looking at me. Ufufu.

<nowiki><-----------></nowiki>

The show had been continuing from the speaker all along but I didn't absorb any of it.

Before long it all became very vague as I sank into the sea named escapism.

"Haa!"

<nowiki><Huh......Really?......Indeed></nowiki>

After a few minutes as I came back to the world at last, I could hear the voice of the MC which seemed satisfied.

"So, then because it approaches the end of lunch today......>

The voice gave the impression of wanting to finish early, a desire transmitted clearly. While I was in my trip I didn't follow how the talk with Yuuouji and Yukihira was going. Even with her sharp tongue it was heavy going with those two as opponents.

<nowiki><That's the story of the boil on John's ass in front of an audience.></nowiki>

Did you talk about such a worthless thing!

Following the regretful Yuuouji, Yukihira's voice seemed dignified.

<nowiki><Finally, I have a proposal for you but I wonder if it is good.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Ha, yes, what is it?></nowiki>

The MC seems wary.

<nowiki><First of all, I think the character at the end should be you.></nowiki>

The young woman is saying something strange.

<nowiki><......Ha?......That's......I'm not sure I understand.></nowiki>

<nowiki><The listeners have become used to your, frankly speaking, vicious tongue and mannerism.></nowiki>

The tone of Yukihira was without any feeling in it like always, but what was that? It's almost like there's different emotions in it. It's angry?

<nowiki><By the way, today you made remarks about my chest being undeveloped...... Moreover it was three times.></nowiki>

While I was gone to the other world, there was such a development?

Indeed, Yukihira's chest can't be complimented as abundant. It bothered her.

<nowiki><No, it was part of the material......></nowiki>

<nowiki><Material? It was bad enough that even me who has an easy laugh wasn't able to laugh.></nowiki>

No, you are a person easily provoked to laughter......

<nowiki><Anyway, if you mock other people's tits, you shouldn't think it would end safe and sound.></nowiki>

No, what is with that way of speaking, it sounds like there's another meaning......and be prudent about saying tits.

<nowiki><Therefore the main subject is how to break the inertia, I thought of a plan for a new era. The name is 『Sow MC's Moe Pig Paradise</nowiki><ref>The term hoihoi is used, which means something that can draw in lots of viewers who love something. In this case people who love Moe.</ref>』.<nowiki>></nowiki>

What is that......incidentally, there are various opinions on the definition and origin of Moe Pig, it is for Otaku's who agonize about beautiful girls in anime and manga.

<nowiki><In response to the master's small erotic request we will turn you into a sow of absolute obedience by doing various things.></nowiki>

No, no, that's late night radio, you can't do that type of stuff during the day on the school broadcast system.

<nowiki><No, that's impossible to choose. It's a school broadcast.></nowiki>

The MC has almost the same impression as me. That's a fairly normal reaction for a person.

<nowiki><You seem to misunderstand something, it's already chosen, sow.></nowiki>

The MC is suddenly treated like a sow.

<nowiki><Now, stupid sharp tongued daughter, shall we being the true sow training?></nowiki>

There was a bang from someone standing up.

<nowiki><Ah, umm, Yukihira-san? Why? Your eyes are scary.></nowiki>

The MC was completely frightened. There was no trace of the poison tongued character remaining.

<nowiki><Yu-Yuuouji-san, please help this person lie down for a bit.></nowiki>

<nowiki>*sleepy breathing*</nowiki>

Seriously, you have the nerve to sleep soundly during a live broadcast. Moreover, you have only stopped talking about the boil on John's ass a minute ago.

<nowiki><Fuaaa......the broadcast has already ended?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Roughly, it ended in a good place Yuuouji-san. Can you press down on the sow here for a moment?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Eh? I don't understand why you want it but yes!></nowiki>

<nowiki><What? Before I knew it my hands were tied behind my back!? Let go!></nowiki>

The MC seems to have been restrained. Yuuouji's physical strength is overwhelming, and a normal girl can't compete against it at all.

<nowiki><Cho, afu, Yuuouji-san what are you doing?></nowiki>

<nowiki> <Hmm, I'm not sure why you are frightened, its just a relaxing massage.> </nowiki>

<nowiki><No, you don't have to do that, just release me......what, just a moment, please stop, I hate it, ahh!></nowiki>

The voice of the broadcaster flowed out. After that the boys, who weren't listening to the broadcast as they chatted with friends, stopped and began to listen attentively.

<nowiki><The sides of Melon melon!></nowiki>

<nowiki><No, wait a moment, there...... I hate, why, is it so good, an!></nowiki>

This is......erotic. It was being broadcast through the entire school. I can't help but say, Yuuouji, do more!

<nowiki><Aaa, you are unusually sensitive. Ahaha, interesting, interesting!></nowiki>

Yuuouji continued happily.

<nowiki><Ah......stop it......stop!></nowiki>

<nowiki><It's useless sow. This studio is completely locked. Even if you shout and cry, outside help can't reach here.></nowiki>

You, you are the villain here.

<nowiki><Hii......hii......fuu></nowiki>

The training went for a dozens(?) of seconds but in the end the MC lost.

The female MC was ready to talk properly.

As opposed to her, Yukihira was indifferent but nevertheless her voice had a small bit of satisfaction in it.

<nowiki><You bark in a fairly good voice for the first time. That's it sow, keep going.></nowiki>

She declared, there's definitely no next time.

<nowiki><Ahaha, have you gone a bit too far? Her whole body is affected. The supplement drink.....there's none left. She drank all of the
『AbazurenZ』?></nowiki>

Stooopp!

<nowiki><This can't go any longer. It's unavoidable, should I end it?></nowiki>

Yukihira used a theatrical tone into the microphone.

<nowiki><Everyone listen to this. Starting next week is the new show 『Sow MC Moe Pig Paradise』. In addition, 『Yukihira Furano's All the sows with
tits bigger than B's should die off』 will be broadcast, so wash your tits and apply young ladies.></nowiki>

<nowiki>*click*</nowiki>

The voice was cut abruptly. Immediately after that random classical music flowed from the speakers.

......This, isn't this what's called a 'broadcasting accident'?

It's awful. It's too awful. Year 2 Class 1 is the called the school's most regrettable class.

The eyes of several classmates were on me. The eyes seem to be saying you are the same to me.

You're wrong, you're all wrong. I'm an ordinary person. Because of these hateful absolute choices, its true I do a few small strange actions, but I'm an ordinary high school boy.

However, calling out in my mind doesn't get consideration. With the awkward atmosphere, I ate the rest of my lunch, but there was no taste
to it.

As the lunch break was about to end, Yuuouji and Yukihira returned.

"Yah-hoo, I'm back!"

"As a matter of fact its incomprehensible."

Both seem to have been squeezed hard in the staff office.

Yukihira doesn't seem to be reflecting on it and said that with a cool face.

"It's amusing. I thought in this country freedom of expression was allowed."

"Repeatedly calling someone a sow is not freedom of expression!"

"It's a little piggish joke."

"What on earth type of line of jokes is that!"

"Little piggish jokes."

"What black jokes<ref>pun of piggish(my tl) 'butakku' and black 'burakku'</ref> are you saying you feel like!"

"By the way, in case of black piggish jokes, it becomes blackpiggish jokes which isn't easy to say."

"From the bottom of my heart stop, it's good."

"Even the staff members of the broadcasting oinked a complaint."

"Making them feel like a pig by force!"

Yukihira was completing the first stage of the joke when Yuuouji pulled on my sleeve.

"Hey hey Amacchi. Look look!"

In her hand she held some photographs.

"After the broadcast we took some photo's and printed them out."

The first one. Was a picture of the MC with Yuuouji and Yukihira on both sides and was an ordinary picture. It's worrisome that the girl MC's expression is a bit hollow.

I mean, after such a thing, you took a picture......

It continued. The second picture.

"Yuuouji. What's......this."

In it the female MC has a smiling expression of ecstasy while her legs are completely spread in an M shape. Though the angle of the picture doesn't let you see under the skirt, it is a brutal situation.

"Ahaha, after the 『AbazurenZ』 was given she became like this."

"Seriously don't just give love aphrodisiacs!"

It continued in the third picture.

What's this...is it the stagehands of the broadcast club? The four men are queued up uniformly without energy and their faces were ashen.

"Yuuouji......this?"

"Yes, we handed out to everyone 『Life Candy』's 『Chapter of the Postmortem』."

"Fire that fellow immediately!"

"Yes yes, there's one more piece to report."

Like a grade-school kid with something to report, Yuuouji raises her hand while her eyes shine brilliantly.

"Yes, go ahead."

I encouraged her recklessly.

"You know, because I din't want you to have a preconception, it was presumed the Product Development Department made these. Actually the prototypes brought today......"

What? Yuuouji had an unusual pretentious way of talking.

"It was all made by me!"

"It's you?"

Well, even though he knew already, he felt it again anew.

Yukihira Furano and Yuuouji Ouka.

It's natural that they are rejected.

===Part 4===
"Phew......"

I reached the entrance of my house at last and sighed unintentionally. I'm tired......today was a tiring day. In addition to the rush of choices, there was the tiresome combo of Yukihira and Yuuouji.

However, at my home when I'm tired and open the door, there's no family to greet me.

Because my mother went with my father when he transferred, as of now, there is only one resident in the Amakusa household. It's like I'm a guy in a galgame setting.

It's time to prepare dinner, while holding that housewife like thought, I opened the door.

"Supi."

......What is that.

"Supi."

......There's the cause, someone's sleeping.

They're sleeping. A horribly deep sleep. Someone is sleeping in my hallway.

I don't understand......I don't know how this is happening. When? When was I hit with 'eye panic'<ref>Medapani, according to UltimateOTL's translation it's a spell in Dragon Quest</ref>?

My head was still fully confused but my body moved on its own. Crouching down and crowding close, I shook their body strongly.

That person slowly sat up while rubbing their eyes and looked at me with their sleepy eyes.

"Fumyu......who is it?"

"I want to hear that!"

However, their identity was obvious. The fluffy blond hair, the small body, and soft voice......I had definitely met this creature, Chocolat, this morning.

"Ah, Kanade-san isn't it? Welcome home!<ref>Out of order she said: おかえりなさいっ/okaerinasai which is welcome home, its normally the polite auto-reponse to his next phrase</ref>"

"A-aah, I'm back<ref>He says: ただいま/tadaima which means 'right now' or 'just now' as in I just got home, normally said first when you step in the house</ref>.......you said welcome home!"

No, a smiling face is too natural, in a place that's natural, so that I ended up replying to it.

Calm down. It's too much to figure out at once.

"First of all......first of all, you, how did you enter my house?"

Before the purpose of this person, is the physical problem. The key used a moment ago is definitely in my pocket and the duplicate is in the house.

Chocolat explained with a laugh and a smile.

"I took an impression with a special clay and got a duplicate key made from a key merchant."

......That's a serious crime.

"Kanade-san what's the problem? You complexion looks bad."

"That's beside the point. The point is your behavior."

I understood. This person was simply a trespasser. It's not the time to leisurely ask her. You have no choice but to get them out by force. Just as I reached out with determination to do it-

"I came to help release Kanade-san's 『Curse』."

"Wh......at?"

I stopped moving.

"The curse......the absolute choice thing?"

I felt intuitively that's what it meant. As expected Chocolat deeply nodded her head.

Seriously......Indeed Utage-sensei said it meant the preparation to end the choices.

"Now now, since you are talking about that, for now lets go deeper inside."

"No, why are you the one saying that!"

It's fishy......its very fishy. But, the absolute choices might be released. When I heard that it became impossible to drive her out immediately.

"Then, lets go."

Chocolat displayed the tension of going on an excursion as I guided her into the living room.

"......What's this."

The room temperate was exquisite, the fragrant smell of red tea tickled my nose, and the delightful sight of handmade cookies. The finest relaxation was prepared.

"Kanade-san was slow in coming back so I prepared."

Those are a wife's words, normally they would make a person feel happy but it felt weird hearing it from a stranger.

"Please don't hesitate, go ahead."

"No, why are you the one saying that......"

I sat down on the sofa as urged and reached for the steaming tea.

"How is it?"

"Oh, good."

Chocolat's face suddenly shone happily. Additionally the strand on top of her head started wagging.

"That's right, that is very high class."

No, I know since I'm the one who bought it.

Chocolat continued by handing out a candy dish with cookies on it.

"How are they?~"

"Ah, good."

Again her face suddenly brightened.

"That's right isn't it, they take time and effort to make."

No, I know because I baked them.

"That doesn't matter......lets get down to business."

I encouraged her to sit on the sofa on the other side.

"Yes, what is it?"

As I waited for her to sit I opened my mouth.

"Let us avoid a roundabout story......you, know of a way to remove the absolute choices?"

"Yes."

Chocolat nodded easily.

Seriously......it is possible to end it? The thing that's haunted me this last year?

"I'm begging, tell me!"

I couldn't resist my excitement and rose from my seat partly while asking.

"Kanade-san, please settle down. I don't know it."

"Then who on earth does?"

When I asked my question, Chocolat followed her own pace until the end.

"It's God."

"........................Yes?"

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NouCome: Volume 1 Chapter 1

2017-08-24T01:02:08Z

Shiroi Hane: Inconsistent spelling (furigana confirms だいこ)

==Chapter 1 - Amakusa Kanade's Bitter Daily Life==
===Part 1===
What does a person do if an erotic book falls by the roadside?

The natural thing would always be to take a glancing look.

If the person is a high school student, there is the problem of appearances. He cannot instantly pick it up, but he can go all-out in taking peeks.

If the exposed pages are a little manic, then there will be a rise in the tension.

However, such small happiness is often crushed.

[CHOOSE: ① Press it up against your face and smell it ② Eat it]

Right now, these choices appear in my head, and I must choose one choice or the other. It's always that way.

Erotic books are commonly read to get excited. If you're excited to smell or eat them, then you are the type who would already be excited that way.

However, I... smelt it.

I wasn't excited at all. That's natural. After all, being so close to it, I could only see skin color with no detail whatsoever.

"Woooow, look at that guy."

"Smelling the erotic book, what a pervert!"

Grade school kids passing by pointed and yelled at me.

"EroSmeller is looking this way."

"Haha, that guy is absolutely a virgin. Vir-gin!"

They ran off, laughing.

"...What am I doing so early in the morning?"

When it was satisfied, I quietly placed the erotic book back down on the roadside.

『Absolute Choice』

The phenomenon is, as the name I gave it suggests, one where I absolutely have to choose one choice or the other. It creates a choice made of neither spoken nor written letters in my head.

Information is transmitted from an unknown source directly into my brain, which instantly comprehends it.

It ignores all five senses; even if I close my eyes or block my ears, it will not disappear until a choice is made.

"Oh, Kanade-chan."

Abruptly, a deep voice came from in front of me.

"Geh..."

When I looked up, there she stood. Gondou Daiko (49), a housewife living nearby whose weight exceeds three digits<ref>Kilograms, so 220lbs+.</ref>. Seeing her body was like taking a punch to the gut.

"Kanade-chan, are you on your way to school now?"

"Ye-yes, that's right."

Daiko-san, who appeared to be returning from the convenience store, glued her eyes to me when I stepped into her view.

"Nufufu, you are as cute as ever."

"...!"

Chills ran down my spine.

Every time we meet, this person is weirdly happy to see me.

Apparently, I look exactly like her ex-husband when he was young. What kind of useless miracle is that?

Due to a reason like that, every day my virtue is in danger. Using school as an excuse, I attempted to leave quickly.

"Th-thank you, but I'm running late."

[CHOOSE: ① "Please hold me." ② "Please hold me and go with your instincts!"]

...Are you serious?

The choices sometimes require words, not just actions, and no matter how unreasonable, the choices appear and must be followed absolutely.

Even if it says ① and ②, how are they different?

"...Please hold me."

I whispered the words in a low voice, as if I was trying to disappear. At the same time, a predatory light shone in Daiko-san's eyes, like a beast locking onto its prey.

"Kanade-chan... Finally."

This is getting way too dangerous!

"Wa-wait a moment, I just- Nooooo!"

"I accept, thanks!<ref>いただきます is mostly used for eating and often translated as "I'm digging in!" or "I'm starting" but the base words are 'Thankful acceptance'.</ref>"

What is happening?!

The lump of meat dashed madly at me, and I was hugged with all her might.

"Gyaaa!"

She's too strong! Even my bones are breaking<ref>Yabe is used with bones, it is a slang of Yabai which means beyond risky/amazing/terrible.</ref>! I have to say something before it's too late!

"Give in... I give in!"

My scream was totally ignored.

"Gyaaaaaa!"

"Fuu, thank you for the feast."

After many seconds passed, Daiko-san was satisfied(?), let me go, and laughed as she walked away with heavy lumbering footsteps.

"Gu..."

I braced my wobbling knees and barely prevented myself from sinking down.

The time between absolute choices is completely random. It's not unusual to have them consecutively, but the combo of the erotic book and Daiko was too severe.

Feeling tired, I began to walk. As I approached the crossroads...

[CHOOSE: ① A beautiful girl falls from the sky ② Daiko-san falls from the sky ]

...No no no.

Daiko-san just walked towards her house moments ago... how is that possible? I know all too well, though, that Absolute Choice doesn't accept the laws of physics.

Once a choice states it, no matter how unscientific it may be, it will happen without fail if you choose it.

That is to say, if I chose ②, the probability of Daiko-san falling from the sky would be 100%. If I was to be hit by her... I'd die. Body and soul.

By eliminating that, it left me wondering at the wording of ①.

"What would happen then?"

Surely, a person would appear in the air? I looked up at the sky fearfully. Nothing was happening.

"?"

While I wondered and looked down in front of me for a moment...

"Dowaaaa!"

Something was falling at blistering speed before my eyes and slammed into the ground.

"Nnn... Auuu..."

I was at a loss for words. Even though I had been somewhat mentally prepared... Something seriously fell.

But in the next moment, besides the idea of something falling, an intense question appeared in my brain.

"What... Is this?"

Because the person(?) was doing a human bridge position.

Disagreeable as it is, there's no other way to describe it... The person(?) who
fell... was definitely doing a human bridge position.

Not facing downwards, or facing up; instead, it did a splendid bridge.

...Why?

It was too surreal a spectacle; I was frozen in place.

I froze for a dozen seconds. The living bridge suddenly collapsed.

Because of that, I returned to my senses. It pushed the mental impact of seeing a human bridge land and reminded me that a person fell from the sky.

"A-are you okay?!"

I was near panicking and was frantically shaking the body.

"Nnn... Fumiyu?<ref>ふみゅ seems to be her little sound when waking or puzzled.</ref>"

As though she was waking up, a weird sound escaped from her.

"Go-good..."

She was alive. My chest heaved a sigh of relief as she looked up.

"Ah? Here... where am I?"

She restlessly scanned the vicinity until settling on me.

"Um..."

She was breathtaking. Skin so white she was almost like a ghost, soft, fluffy blond hair, and clear, round blue
eyes. She wore chocolate colored fairy-tale like clothing.

And above all, a figure too buxom for a non-white<ref>You see this occasionally where they comment a girl's breasts are too big for her to be Japanese; this was just a bit more generic than that.</ref>. Her whole appearance was too surreal, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

Unlike me who couldn't find any words, her face suddenly brightened.

"Amakusa Kanade-san, right?"

"Eh?"

I was bewildered by her suddenly saying my full name.

"Ah... yeah, that's right."

I searched my memories, but I can't find anything regarding this beautiful girl in my brain.

"Err... you are?"

"Yes, my name is... Ah? My name is... Hmm... what was it?"

"No, I don't know..."

The girl looked like she was thinking a moment, then clapped her hands suddenly.

"I understand! I have lost some memories, like amnesia."

No, you really shouldn't say that so spunkily.

"When I fell, I likely received a strong shock to the head."

No, you did that beautiful bridge and your head didn't touch the ground.

"Oh well, I'll remember before too long. I'm the Heizamon of calmness."

Heizaemon of calm<ref>reference to The Peony Latern a Edo-era story about a man who survived a poisoned by his second wife and her lover. He often flew into mad rages where he didn't recognize his daughter.</ref>... No one uses that expression these days, especially an openly foreign girl... Saying that was extremely incongruous.

"Ah... For now it would be good to call me Heizaemon."

I'll pass.

"Now, putting aside the name issue. Lets have an important talk, Kanade-san."

"Important?..."

She stepped close to my side with a defenseless smile, and I suddenly felt strange.

What is it? The sense of deja-vu was strong.

"Please? Kanade-san?"

I got it... It reminded me of a dog.

It arbitrarily comes to your hand with unconditional trust and goodwill. This girl and a dog give off the same vibe.

By reflex, I petted her head.

Was this appropriate? Although I thought that, her face gave out a joyful expression that was far from hating it.

"Hehehe."

"Hmm?"

Part of her forelock stiffened and raised up unnaturally. When I stopped stroking her head, it returned to its original shape.

"Ah, when I'm happy it stands freely."

A tail... She's a dog after all.

Suddenly, a desire appeared. Inexplicably, I stretched out my hand to her.

"Hand."

"Yes!"

She held hers out.

"Sit."

"Yes!"

She did it. She's perfectly like a dog.

"Gugyuuuuuuu."

Then suddenly, a terrible sound echoed. For a moment it sounded the cry of a voice actor, but apparently it was this girl's stomach rumbling.

"Ah, I'm hungry.<ref>おなかと背中が、うらがえりそうです literally means my stomach and back are reversed hence his follow-up thought.</ref>"

It was a grotesque image.

"You're really that hungry?... Ah, I might have something."

Remembering something, I reached into my bag and groped around.

I pulled out a small chocolate bar. The moment it appeared, her face lit up.

"Ah, its chocolate!"

"Do you like this?"

"I love it!"

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Her smile covered all of her face. It's forbidden to give chocolate to a real dog, but this girl was only dog-like. She was still human... right?

"Yes."

I undid the wrapping and threw it lightly in the air. She hopped to where it was falling and caught it with her mouth in mid-air.

"Delish!<ref>おいひーです seems to be a mumbled 'delicious'</ref>"

Seemingly blessed, her face smiled happily. Like earlier, her forelock rose like a tail. It stood straight up... How strange.

"Ah, let's go with that."

She finished the chocolate and clapped her hands.

"What was that?"

"It's Chocolate."

"Ah, what?"

"That's my name."

"No... I don't understand what you mean."

"Kanade-san, do you like chocolate?"

"Hmm, I guess so. To the extent of putting some in my bag... I like sweet things in general."

"Then, my name is Chocolate."

What a simplistic way of thinking.

"No, Chocolate isn't chocolate."

"Ah, I'm not? Then... How about a French sounding Chocolat.<ref>her name switched from a 'Cho' spelling to 'Sho'. Normally they use 'Cho' for regular chocolate and 'Sho' when taking it from the French term for 'hot chocolate'. チョコレート (Chokoraato) vs ショコラ (Shokote). </ref>"

I don't know which side of being intelligent she's on but when I think of Chocolat I think of a dog. The provisional name stuck though.

"Yes, it is decided!"

Ah, if she's convinced, it's likely good to go with it.

It's only a part of her memory that's lost. If she hears many things maybe she will remember her name.
Chocolat(?)... First of all, in order to determine how much memory she had, I asked her purpose.

"It is to take care of Kanade-san."

With no hesitation she declared that.

"Ah? Caring... for me?"

"Yes. Though my other memories aren't clear, that is completely certain."

Somehow, the situation has become weirder.

"I-is that so?... Then, your home; where are you from?

"There!"

She pointed above her head.

"Ah? From the north?"

Judging by appearance, she definitely wasn't Asian... Did she mean Russia, or even Northern Europe?

"No, above the sky.<ref>here she uses お空 which might be a very respectful way of saying the sky without meaning Heaven exactly.</ref>"

"Above... the sky?"

"That's right!"

No... though she did fall from the sky.

"In short, in order to take care of me you came from a world in the sky?"

"Just like that."

Chocolat took a guts pose<ref>Signature winning pose by Guts Ishimatsu where they pump their both fists straight in the air.</ref> with a huge smile on her face. In contrast, I felt chills in my heart.

"Goodbye!"

"W-why are you leaving? Please wait!"

I don't like doing it, but... It is all very dubious.

"I'll absolutely benefit you if you let me try staying with you!"

Why did Chocolat run after me while rubbing her hands together?

"No, things suit me fine now."

"Right now, I come with detergent."

"No. You are not a newspaper."

"I also come with watermelon and tempura."

"That sounds like it'll give a stomachache!"

"With an apple and a gorilla!"

"I don't need them or a trumpet and panties!"

"Marriage and a letter of divorce are included!"

"Those absolutely shouldn't go together."

"I also come with a plot of land and the deed."

"I need that!"

"Sorry, that's a lie."

"Tell the truth!"

"『Guri and Gura』<ref>children's book</ref> also come with me."

"I have it. Don't make fun of a masterpiece!"

"Baka and Test also come with me."

"Things like that aren't sufficient! If that's the case, it's a failure, right?!"

"Then, buy this suspicious jar. Sign here."

"Trying to make a sale in a moment of confusion!..."

...Ku, who on earth is this person.

It's better not to get involved with her. I decided that and turned to walk away.

"Aaa!"

Behind me, a horrible fake voice rang out. I ignored it and continued on.

"Aaaaa!"

It was likely to keep going if I didn't react. Reluctantly, I turned around. Chocolat was coquettishly lying on the ground while looking up at me.

A handkerchief from somewhere was stuffed in her mouth as a prop... To think that such an irritating person had showed up.

"Later."

"Wait a moment, a weak girl has fallen down! You should be solicitously asking 『Are you okay, Baby?』"

Such lines are only permitted to Hanawa-kun<ref>Chibi Maruko-chan reference</ref>!

"You see, I have to be at school, so I don't have spare time to bother with you."

I've become more rude and less friendly with her<ref>Actual saying is he changed from calling her Kimi to Omae, basically choosing a ruder version of 'you' for her.</ref>. My brain must have judged that I don't need to respect this creature.

"It's okay! I'll listen to anything, so more, please!"

"Then, don't pay attention to me."

"Oh, I'm sorry. You have asked for a wish my power is not sufficient to fulfill."

Are you Shenron?!<ref>神龍, which means Holy or God dragon and is what they use for Shenron in Dragonball</ref>

Troubling... What should I do to shake off this strange creature?

While I was thinking about that, a certain thing caught my eye...

"Chocolat-san, Chocolat-san."

"Yes, what is it?"

I took the remainder out of the bag.

"Ah, it's chocolate! Can I have it?"

"Yes."

I dangled the chocolate from my hand in front of her.

"Please give it to me!"

Even though Chocolat was hopping up and down, she was relatively short and couldn't reach it. While holding it high, I
measured the timing.

It's good; the timing is just right. I'm sad to be wasting food, but...

"Here!"

As it passed, I threw the chocolate into the back of a pickup.

"Ah, wait please, chocolate!"

Chocolat ran with light steps after the pickup.

I watched the gap between them increase until they went around the corner, disappearing from my sight without
her giving up.

"Seriously..."

Even with a long wait, there was no sign of her returning. Even though I thought she was an idiot, I didn't think she'd be tricked that perfectly.

Golden Week was starting, the time when the calendar just reaches the summer and the weather turns warm, while a spring-like atmosphere still strongly remains.

"Oh well... I'll be careful about that strange person."

I faced towards the school and began to walk.

===Part 2===
Our high school, Seikou Private School, is proud of its 15 first year classes. It is a mammothly large school and has a wastefully large ground area.

To put it simply, it's a moderately long distance from the front gate to the school doors.

Sniffing the erotic book, Daiko-san's hug, and an encounter with the mysterious dog-like creature were all considerable burdens on my mental and physical stamina, and they left me feeling sick as I crossed the schoolyard.

After a few minutes I finally reached the entrance deep in the grounds. Fortunately, Class 1 of the second year is at this end of the 2nd floor. I just had to go up the stairs and I would be at my class.

"Morning."

I opened the door and exchanged greetings with the friends I could see.

On my way to my seat, I ran into a girl standing still by the window: Yukihira Furano.

She stood there very casually. However, she still gave off a strange sense of presence. Only around Yukihira did the air seem strained.

As if embodying the image of the name<ref>her name uses a Yuki kanji for snow and the hira kanji can mean flat/broad as in a broad expanse of snow</ref>, her white hair in the sunlight streaming from the window gave off a bright light, like the reflection off newly fallen snow.

"Hey, morning, Yukihira."

In response to my voice, she turned around. Though there was an artificial feel to her features, they were very refined.

Without an expression Yukihira replied.

"Morning, maggot<ref>Ujimushi means maggot, but mushi also means 'steaming' as in 'mushi atsui' is humid weather.</ref> jerk."

"...Huh?"

Surprisingly abusive language was used.

Normally you'd think you had misheard, but with Yukihira, anything's possible.

It's not a conversation if you flinch and back away, though.

"Ah, the weather is nice today."

"Yes it is, maggot jerk."

"On a day like today, I'd like to skip school and go play somewhere."

"You are surprisingly naughty, maggot jerk."

"What day of the week is it today?"

"Monday. Does that please you, maggot jerk?"

"Don't you know I'm trying to change your topic?!"

In contrast to my raised voice, Yukihira's is serene.

"Oh, sorry if it made you feel bad. It's just a little bug joke."

"Bug... joke? What on earth is that?"

It's the first time I've ever heard that in my life.

"This morning, on the fortune-telling segment on TV, it said there might be an insect related disaster. Even if I'm not that serious in believing it, I do still worry a bit."

"Yes, and?"

"Then, I thought I'd make some jokes and we could laugh it off."

"That's too much of a reversal..."

"Hey, I don't settle for succumbing to fate because I'm a woman with a rebellious spirit. I'll fight it to the death if it's not something I can accept."

"No... Don't think it will be that big of an event."

"By the way, Amakusa, if you want I'll do more insect jokes."

"No, you've done enough."

"By the way, Amakusa, if you want I'll do more insect jokes."

It seems you want me to hear them. Even if I bluntly refuse, it will just prolong things.

"Then, tell me one."

"..."

"Yukihira?"

"..."

"Hello, Yukihira-san?"

"Hey, listen, Monsieur. Today, a stupid classmate was ignored<ref>This time Mushi was the verb to ignore.</ref> for you."

It was endlessly trivial.

"By the way, just now I didn't only use 'insect' and 'ignore', did you also see me play off the word Monsieur?<ref>Monsieur is Musshu, fairly close to Mushi.</ref>"

"...I don't get it."

Explaining a gag that didn't work... Such a strong personality.

"Then George, who was deprived of a turn for this; where should he put his anger?!"

"Who is that?!"

This Yukihira Furano... Though she should be a cool person, she jokes around in a way that raises the tension. She
just can't be a normal character.

"Roughly what are you thinking about, Amakusa? You have the face of someone about to go attack a little girl at any moment."

"What the hell kind of face is thaaaat?!"

"Or, the the face of villager at the entrance of the village endlessly repeating 『The Starting Village』."

"No, there is nothing in common with those two pieces..."

"Or, the the face of villager at the entrance of the village who is endlessly repeating 『Huh... Huh... You want to look at little girls?』."

"Don't force the two together!"

...It's useless. You can only get exhausted dealing with someone like her. I abandoned the conversation and started to go around her...

[CHOOSE ① "Hey, your breasts<ref>Oppai was used, which is kind of a kid's word meaning breasts or boobies.</ref>, let me touch your breasts" ② "Hey, my breasts, touch my breasts."]

...Yeah, this is strange. This is strange, right?

People usually would resist such a choice at any price if compelled. At the start I also resisted... at the start. When Absolute Choice first appeared, I tried to avoid picking either choice... As a result, excruciating pain strikes your brain. I can't do it anymore.

I'm not joking. At first the pain is only faint and dull, but over time it feels like my head is being slowly crushed by a steamroller. The skull begins to fracture and the fluid in my brain starts leaking; how else can I describe it? Even the woman with a scar on her face wouldn't be able to deal with it.

In other words, resistance is useless, impossible, and a waste of effort.

A man takes a breath. Dogs can't speak languages. And when an Absolute Choice appears, a choice is naturally chosen.

With that being said...

"Hey, my breasts, touch my breasts."

The moment I said those lines, Yukihira's eyebrows moved slightly.

"...Amakusa... You, just now, what?!"

It's no wonder you'd ask that. It's a remark that anyone can hardly believe they heard right.

"No, that is-"

"Perhaps, you just asked me to touch your tits<ref>She replied back using パイオツ or paiotsu, which is more porn like/crude, like 'tits' rather than 'boobs'.</ref>?"

"...Huh? Just now, what?"

I instinctively asked back, just now... Did she say tits?"

"I would like to hear whether you said 『Please touch my tits』 or not."

"No... I said something similar, except I didn't say tits."

"Tits weren't mentioned? It's funny; I'm sure I heard the word tits. Tits is a word that I'm absolutely sure I didn't hear wrongly... Ah, is it shameful to have said tits and now you are trying to conceal it? Even though I don't think tits is a vulgar word. Starting with tits is..."

"You only want me to say tits!"

"I admit it. But even you want to call out tits so badly sometimes."

"I agree."

"That's not a reason!"

"I'm getting scolded suddenly?!"

...At times like those Yukihira, the weirdo, was good to have around. If this choice had appeared in front of other women, it would be a big problem.

Actually, last year's class was disastrous. In front of the girls many things were done and said that can't be told... No, I won't remember it because I'll want to cry.

Anyway, this Absolute Choice seems pleased to make me have the worst experiences.

In terms of a galge, only the paths to bad endings were chosen last year. I wasn't even able to taste the L of Love.

I don't want to be popular, I just want to talk to women (without frightening them or being despised by them)...

Today, however, there are a lot more Absolute Choices, and the choices are nastier. I went to my seat quickly; it's better to be quiet.

As I tried to pass quickly by Yukihira's side...

[CHOOSE ①"Hey, your tits, let me touch your tits." ②"Hey, my tits, touch my tits."]

...I don't need this. I tried to go with the flow, but this is absolutely unnecessary.

However, no matter how much I complain in my heart, I have no veto power.

"Hey, my tits, touch my tits."

Yukihira, who took that expressionlessly, opened her mouth.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to talk to people who say such vulgar things."

"Which mouth is saying that?!"

"This mouth. This mouth always says tits."

"Is the word consistency not in your dictionary?!"

"In my dictionary, only the word tits appears."

"Then all your life you have been calling them tits!"

"Amakusa, you... Are you really taking a joke like that seriously?"

"Gaaaaah!"

I crumpled and tore at my hair. It's useless... I can't deal with her. I've been playing the fool with Yukihira... I shook it off, turned the other way, and headed to my seat.

Even though homeroom hadn't started, I was already absurdly fatigued.

With a sigh, I sat down and casually glanced out the window.

"...Eh?"

In the middle of the second-story window, a face appeared.

"Waaah!"

I stood from my chair by reflex.

"Oh, Amacchi. Morning!"

The person on the other side of the glass gave a smile and flung open the window.

"Toe!"

The person dove feet-first through the window frame while giving off an action-hero-like cry.

While trailing elegant black hair that reached to her waist, she landed lightly.

"You... Where did you come from?"

The girl who received all the classes' attention, Yuuouji Ouka<ref>Her name changed from the inside cover 遊王子調歌 to 遊王寺調歌 but the furigana spelling seems the same.</ref>, stuck her thumb up and declared:

"Ha, because the guidance counselors were at the entrance I climbed up the wall!"

If you consider it... It's not a large climb, and you wouldn't have too bad of a fall, but even if it happens to cross your mind you usually wouldn't do it.

I stared at the girl intently. Long, glossy black hair. Full-bodied in the right places, but slender on the whole. The gentle features and appearance of a girl brought up by a fine family.

However, once she opens her mouth, she's noisy like a grade-schooler, her face flickers through expressions rapidly, and she repeatedly does unpredictable things.

Climbing the wall of a school would usually be called an impossible act, but in Yuuouji's case, it's completed with a single thought.

"Hi, Amacchi. Your face is looking tired; something wrong?"

Without hesitation, she brought her face too close.

"Uuu..."

We're already young men and women... I wish she was aware of that, but it's impossible for her.

"No, there were various things this morning... Rather, what's with the backpack?"

On Yuuouji's back was a swollen-to-the-limit-rucksack.

"Where the heck did that come from..."

"Listen closely. Nahaha, because I wanted to smuggle this, I wasn't able to come in through the front entrance."

I waited as Yuuouji happily lowered the rucksack to the floor.

She carried that up the wall... What kind of superhuman strength is that...?

"Look, look; these are our prototypes."

The contents were casually dumped on the floor.

Most of the items are stamped with the 『UOG』 logo.

Though it's hard to believe, Yuuouji is the daughter of the president of UOG, a very big and well-known company.

Their business is food, clothing, cosmetics, consumer electronics, books, etc. They produce practically everything, and it's hard to find a house that doesn't have a UOG product in it. It's a company closely tied into people's lives.

"These were rejected in the planning stage of our product development section. For now they're being set aside, but we still want the opinions of kids for future reference."

Yuuouji's voice tempted our classmates to gather around her.

Even if they were products that were killed, they were on the leading edge in UOG fashion, and so being interested in them was natural.

"Ouka-chan, what is that?"

Everyone could take a product and submit his or her opinion. One girl pointed at a dangerously red-colored bottle.

"Oh, that... That's for wives who are faced with ennui. It's an aphrodisiac for women. It appears to activate women's sex hormones."

Who would ask high school students' opinions of thaaaaat?!

"The effect is outstanding and the price is cheap, but no questions were asked in the planning meeting,. It was just dropped."

"Hmm, why would that be?"

I casually grabbed a bottle and turned it around. The flashy, fancy brand name was visible: 『Abazuren<ref>Abazure means bitch.</ref> Z』.

"Yeah... The name is bad..."

"By the way, I secretly mixed some into my mom's rice this morning. She began to pant suddenly and said
『Ouka... Do you want a little sister?』."

"What are you doing to the wife of the president of UOG?!"

Yuuouji's mother was a former idol 20 years ago. The other idols of the time were all childishly cute, but she gave off an intellectual air and ran as a star for a while. She retired to marry the darling of the business world, Yuuouji Ouma, and changed her media appearance. I see her often delivering the news as a commentator.

In a word, she was cool. That said, to experiment on her parents, Yuuouji is shameless... It's unbelievable that Yuuouji Ouka came from Yuuouji Kyouka.

The cancellation that puzzles Yuuouji doesn't seem to be from the name 『Abazuren Z』 alone. If such a drug circulates in Japanese society, it'll collapse.

I took control of myself and looked at the other projects.

Giving off a strong presence in the corner was what looked like a small printer. In the center of the machine was a bunch of rectangular paper.

"Yuuouji, what's this?"

"Ah, its a toy for small children: 『Money Maker』. You play with it and make money."

Indeed, on the surface of the printed paper is a large animated cartoon character drawn in the center, 『Bill』.

I picked up a few and flipped through them.

"Ah, its not very elaborate... Eh? The real thing is mixed in?"

One piece in there was clearly real, no matter how you looked at it. Yukichi-sensei<ref>Fukuzawa Yukichi is on the 10000 yen bill and is regarded as one of the founders of modern Japan.</ref>'s face was peering intently from it.

"Nahaha, this is an amazingly good machine. When I tried an experiment it came out just like the genuine item."

"That would be a scandal!"

It's completely out!

"Geez, this looks a little more of an honest thing... It looks like 『Life Candy』."

Life Candy is a long-running product of UOG's confectionery brand, 『Yuuouji』. Each unit, called a 『Chapter』, has one package with three pieces, and several flavor variations and themes exist.

For example:

『Love Chapter: Unrequited Love, Confession, Falling in Love』

The first piece would have a sour taste to symbolize the sorrow, the second piece would have an extra-hot taste that expresses the throbbing heart, and the third would be sweet like a burning heart. The themes of the candy are all over the place, but good materials and a low price had made it another hot-selling product and have taken half the popularity of 『Animal Candy』 away.

"No, when this was also rejected I grieved."

Yuuouji picked some up and handed them out.

『Chapter of the Lady Killer: Unfortunately I Cheated on Two People, Unfortunately They Both Know, Unfortunately I Was Stabbed』

"You said the last part so cutely! I was forced to laugh!"

『Chapter of the Middle Level Manager: Pain from Dealing with Above and Below, Being Laid Off, Dying a Dog's Death on the Roadside at 50』

"It's too sad!"

『Chapter of the Postmortem: Taking a Bright Memory into the Next World, Futile Effort, A One-way Ticket to Hell』

"Who would buy that?!"

『Chapter of the NEET: Really?, My Old Age, What Will Happen?』

"You'll make people cry!"

『Chapter of If You Win You Get Another: The flavor of wondering if I'll win, The I missed? flavor, You are an idiot if this is seen』

"What are you doing to the idiot?!"

None of those have any relation to flavors.

"How many of these canceled major products?......hm?"

I looked, trying to find something decent in the products on the floor. Squatting in the corner Yukihira caught my eye.

What are you doing with 『Money maker』 in your hand and staring......What? Her eyes are scary.

"Yukihira, what is it?"

"Ah, Amakusa it is you. This toy, it could be dangerous if misused. Shouldn't a person with good sense take responsibility for it?"

"Oh my......maybe so."

Or rather, it should be destroyed here, right now.

"Oh, me? No, it's impossible. Oh, I'm the only one? I guess it can't be helped, I guess I can since you ask."

"What is this act? Nobody asked you!"

"Tch......"

'Tch' was said. Just now she tch'ed me.

Yukihira stood expressionlessly, and Yuuouji's voice was raised.

"Ah, Furanocchi over here, hey! "

Yukihira returned the greeting casually.

"Morning, Maggot's daughter."

That joke, you're continuing it!

"Eh? Maggot? Ah, so, speaking of maggots."

Yuuouji groped and rustled through the bottom of the rucksack. Did she say 『Speaking of maggots』......that's the first time I've heard that said.

"Yes, there's this too. Gee, what a coincidence, Furanocchi try to eat this."

Yukihira was presented with an earth colored package. It was printed with 『Animal Candy Maggot Flavor』

What kind of miracle is that!

"Indeed, misfortune concerning maggots, it seems to be this......the developer should die."

If Yukihira eats it calmly, she will vomit it back up. Oh, I understand the feeling. What roughly do maggots taste like. Things of that type should already be canceled.

Yukihira undid the wrapping paper, then threw it in her mouth. For a while she rolled it on her tongue then declared with a serious look.

"Seriously, it gives the impression of a maggot."

"What kind of an impression!"

"The secret ingredient is one drop of Cicada pee, I think it adds to the flavor."

"Increase? You say something like that about sesame oil!"

While watching, I glanced at Yuuouji.

"I mean is it......even safe to eat?"

"It's okay, it's okay. The sweets have a 『Strawberry taste』 and a 『Melon taste』 without the strawberry or melon? Hey, Amacchi here is one too."

"S-so......?"

......I wonder what this is. It is not unpalatable, its not bad at all. It is a taste that can't be expressed.

"This, what in the world is in this?"

Yuuouji looked at the label.

"Just a moment. Umm, the raw material......its maggot extract."

"Waaaaaa?"

By reflex I ended up spitting the candy out. Yuuouji saw it and immediately went into a guts pose again.

"Amacchi, it's still good if you pick it up within 3 seconds!"

"That isn't the problem!"

"No Amacchi, I was just joking a moment ago, a joke! It doesn't contain any maggot juice."

Yukihira heard Yuuouji's words and clapped her hands.

"Oh, that is a wonderful maggot joke."

"That's enough!"

Arg......It's hard to tell the truth from Yuuouji's expression. I can't confirm it with my own eyes.

"Show it a little."

I half snatched it so that I could see the label side.

『The ingredients cannot be listed.』

Scary!

"Yu-yukihira, you aren't worried about this??"

Yukihira put it in her mouth before me.

"Oh, Amakusa, you aren't being very manly with this maggots issue."

"You sound like an old man!"

"Generally it is rude to spit out food people give you. I don't think it is quite the lowest act?"

"That's not very persuasive when you are holding a tissue to your mouth Yukihira-san."

"It's morning sickness."

"That's not even a decent lie!"

"Ahaha, both you, its okay, there are some cheeses in the world with maggots."

"You just said it is in!"

My voice that I was shouting with was going hoarse. How many times have I raised my voice this morning?

"......To be expected when those three are together."

I heard those annoying words spoken by someone. Speaking of Yukihira and Yuuouji bundled together with me, it could only be that.

"Shit, it's not right....... I'm not like that."

"Nahaha, Amacchisa, resign yourself and accept you are part of the 『Reject 5』.

My shoulder is familiarly slapped by Yuuouji while the hated phrase was uttered.

Twice each year here at Seikou, a vote is taken in the first and second half of the year. Put simply, its a beauty contest vote by all the boys, up to 3rd year, 45 classes in total, which ranks the best 5 men and women.

Because there are so many entries the newspaper and broadcast department take it up and close to 100 percent of the school is aware of it.

In it's brilliant shade an ominous ranking exists. Even though their appearance is excellent, their behavior and personalities make people judge it is impossible to fall in love with them, are 5 men and women.

The dishonorable name given to them is the 『Reject 5』.

Yukihira shows no sign that she minds. Yuuouji doesn't seem to care about feelings like that.

However, I'm just a normal person and can't do that.

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"I'm different, I'm different......I'm just an ordinary high school student."

However, no matter how much I lamented it, the title once given would not disappear for a half year or more.

By the way, the current rankings were totaled in March at the end of the school year. Because the then third year students were included, as of May in the new year there are nine 『Reject 5』 remaining.

Three people is one third of the list, and are concentrated in Second year class 1. The additional fact that not one of the students from the popular ranking is in the class it makes for a sad story for the class.

I don't want to think I have a third of the responsibility.

"Amacchimosa<ref>I think this is her made up suffix using 'mosa' as in Stalwart, Man of Valor</ref>, you are cool when you are silent."

"No, you shouldn't be the one saying that......"

So, the story I spoke frankly about, I think that objectively I look good. In middle school confessions and love letters were not unusual. It's not too much to say I was popular.

However, March of last year just before I was entering high-school my life changed completely. The damn absolute choices happened to me, and I was forced into eccentric behaviour......and as of May in the second year of high-school the low quality label 『Reject 5』 was pasted onto me.

However, my abnormality in the end is caused by the irregular absolute choices.

The loose screws in the heads of Yukihira and Yuuouji are different. Amakusa Kanade, as a human, is a fairly normal character. So, even absolute choice doesn't

[CHOOSE: ① Strip to the waist and yell like a Japanese man ② Strip your lower half and yell like an Amazon warrior.]

Are you screwing with me heaven!?

Why come out with this now! Read the air! But, what prejudice is it that makes Amazon = naked lower half!

......Yes, it is ignored like usual. I'll do it, I'll do it. I thought you'd say that, I'll do it well.

I choose number ① and put my hands on my uniform, and I started to take it off despite hesitations.

"Oh my god, look at that."

What was sad that the girls scream 『Amakusa is doing something weird again』 didn't seem to come with a reaction like blushing, it had become such a typical atmosphere in the classroom.

Only a month had passed in the new class and its already been recognized that I'm the guy you don't help out even if I begin stripping......

I shook off the pain of that somehow and quietly(?) stripped to the waist. How about it choices, are you satisfied by this?"

"Gu......"

However, a headache hit signifying NO. Apparently it's not sufficient without shouting like a Japanese man.

"Gahaha, this is a hero's spirit!"

Already growing desperate I shouted that for the time being.

The pain faded away...... hey is it good like that?

"It's done."

At that time, the door opens, and the teacher enters with the worst timing.

My standing there doing the guts pose shirtless perfect draws her eyes.

"You......what are you doing?"

The teacher of Second year Class 1, Douraku Utage. With a body that can only make you think she is a grade school kid. But contrary to that is her speech and behavior which is crude and violent.

In the fairly loose atmosphere of Seikou, the yankee aura she gave out was noticeably different.

"No teacher, there's a deep reason for this......"

"Hmm, tell me what it is."

"No......I was ordered to do it."

"By who?"

"......by someone else in my head."

Not this, not this, despite everything.

"Come with me for a moment."

Utage-sensei's small palm, beckoned me.

"Sit."

"No, I want to put on my clothes first."

"Shut up."

"......yes."

As soon as my knees bent, I was grabbed by the base of the neck.

"Let's go to the special guidance room."

"Ow, it hurts!"

Utage-sensei commanded the class president to take roll call in her place and I was dragged towards the door.

Where does she store such power in that body!

There was nothing I could do as I was, naked to the waist, dragged down the hallway.

===Part 3===
I was taken to the student guidance room.

Utage-sensei sat her small body in the chair, with her head laid back, and lazily asked.

"So, why are you naked to the waist?"

"You didn't give me time to get dressed!"

"Rather, quickly cough it up. Afterall I don't have free time."

Although she asked the question she completely ignored it and put her feet up on the table.

"No, no. I can guess. Or rather, I know you didn't do it on purpose."

"Kuku, so what kind of choices did you have this time?"

......After all that's true.

I've met only one person, Utage-sensei, who knows the existence of the absolute choices.

"I had to show either the upper half or the lower half......"

"......You, so you choose the top? Geez, your a humorless guy."

"Taking out my penis wouldn't be a humorous situation!"

"It's no problem. At worst you would be forced to leave school."

"That would be a big mistake!"

"No skin off my nose, it would be someone else's problem."

"I'm in front of you! I'm a student in your class!"

Gu......I'm a student needing a good teacher but the only one around is this joker.

"Take it a bit seriously for a moment sensei?"

Utage-sensei dropped the joking manner and her expression became a bit clouded. A quiet reply is given.

"However, well...... still vulgar."

"Sensei......"

So, as a matter of fact, sensei previously had the absolute choices.

The absolute choice seems to be property that has moved through several people, from Utage-sensei, to the present holder, me.

Why did it move to me? Even if I ask that she evades with things like, its not time yet, or its troublesome to answer.

Utage-sensei lost her anxiety and went back to being lazy as always.

"Head back. I can't not formally punish you for this. But I'll do my best so hang in there."

Despite the dissatisfaction with the secretiveness, following last year it is good that the teacher for my homeroom understands, it has helped a lot.

If there was no arrangement with Utage-sensei then the repetitions of eccentric behaviour would have led to suspension or worse......I'm tired of it even if I say so myself.

"Ah, there is something I'm curious about."

About the topic of choices, I suddenly recalled it. This morning the strange creature, Chocolat, fell from the sky.

I don't know if there's a direct relationship to absolute choice, but maybe Utage-sensei who was a previous holder of it knows something.

"This morning on the way to school a strange, beautiful girl fell from the sky."

Utage-sensei, with faraway eyes, clapped me on the shoulder.

"That's too bad......you've lost the ability to distinguish 3D from 2D."

"No, no, its different."

Even though I think its a wild story myself, it is unavoidably a fact.

"Oh, during this time didn't you happily say 『In the galgame, if you clear the heroine route 100 times, you can get her to come out of the screen and propose to the girl. Fuhihi』"

"I didn't say that! Is your memory okay?!?"

"Ah, was it a 101 times?"

"That's not the issue there!"

"Then, 『Fuhihi sorry』 was it?"

"That's not the point! Don't fake all those lines!"

I've thought this all this last year, is this person really a teacher? Anyway you slice it this isn't the behaviour of a teacher.

"You, what's with that stare......surely."

Utage-sensei took a step back unnaturally.

"It's good being in a closed room, that's your secret plan."

"No, no, what are you suddenly saying."

"Because you are naked to the waist in broad daylight."

"That's because of you!"

"Stay away pedophile."

"Where's the pedophile, think of your age!"

"I'm 12 years old. That's fine for a pedophile."

"Don't lie like a elementary student."

"It's noisy with you yelping and shouting. Well, what is it, you......"

"......There's no way your a teacher, you've forgotten my name?"

"Idiot, my class, hmm. I can't find it. Well, Ama......Ama......Ama........."

"I was in your class last year too!"

"Haha, it's bad it's bad, even as a joke Amakasa<ref>Deliberate mistake.</ref>."

<nowiki>*pout*</nowiki>

"What," *smile*, "Is with this feeling!"

I was completely made fun of!

"I mean, I did say I didn't have spare time. So hurry up and say it."

"No, no, this isn't going anywhere and you are to blame no matter what......"

I returned to the story even while complaining.

"So, there's the beautiful girl."

"Yes, yes, she fell from the sky, your daydream girl."

Ku......what an annoying way to talk.

"She fell as a result of an absolute choice."

"What was that?"

Her expression changed.

"......is that so?"

Her face went from smiling to listless and she murmured.

"Your face, do you have an idea?"

Utage-sensei didn't deny it.

"Well. But this, I can't just poke my nose in at a moment's notice."

It was a very indecisive way of speaking. However, Utage-sensei's eyes had a serious look.

"If I had to say something, it seems like the preparations for you to loose the absolute choice is complete."

"What? What does that mean."

The first period preliminary bell interrupted me.

"It's time, return to the classroom quickly."

"No sensei, I need more details."

"For now I can't talk further about it."

"No, but......"

If its about absolute choice its a big deal since it controls my life.

"Ssh, if you are too noisy I'll castrate your uvula."

"That expression is a bit funny......what are you emailing?"

"This? It's to Yukihira's cell, if you are not back in a minute she is allowed to burn your jacket."

"What a contemptible thing to do!"

No, if I think normally, just because she was told to there is no way to rule out the possibility that Yukihira would do it......no, there's no way......no, she might do it.

"Um, and sent. If you tattle I'll kill you."

"What the heck kind of person are you?"

"Is it okay? There's 50 seconds left."

"Ku, shit!"

I opened the door of the student guidance room and ran full throttle down the hallway......shirtless.

"Well......"

I don't know the true character of the creature Chocolat and if she's integral to my absolute choice. All morning Utage-sensei's words stayed in my head, focusing on the lesson was impossible.

That state didn't change even by lunchtime when I ate at my desk with several friends. I was absentminded during their conversation.

"What?"

Then, from the speaker above the blackboard came a voice that interrupted my thoughts.

<nowiki><Ladies and Gentlemen, hello. It's Seikou Day Crash time.></nowiki>

Ah, its that time already?

This program is done every lunchtime by the Broadcast Club. The MC Corner changes each day and it is quite an elaborate broadcast.

Well, if my thinking is jumbled up, no answer will come out. I decided to listen to it for a change.

<nowiki><Well, this Monday, we've invited school celebrities to 『Poison's Mansion』></nowiki>

The light voice of the female MC speaks.

<nowiki><Today, from Second year Class 1, Yuuouji Ouka-san and Yukihira Furano-san have come.> </nowiki>

I look around the classroom as that is said, there's certainly no sign of them here.

<nowiki><Yoo-hoo, hello, I'm Yuuouji Ouka *Clapping*.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Good evening, I am Yukihira Furano.></nowiki>

Yuuouji is always hyper, and why Shinichi Mori style Yukihira? These two people broadcasting together.....no, I have a bad premonition.

<nowiki><Yes, as everyone knows last term these two were named to the 『Reject 5』. Can you tell us how worthless that made you feel?></nowiki>

The MC suddenly asked that rude question. Well that's her natural invective and S touch. She bluntly goes to areas that aren't normally touched upon and cuts deeply.

<nowiki><Yes, ah, what is this button?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Wa-wait, don't touch that without permission!></nowiki>

With a bang, the sounds of the MC panicking and standing were heard.

<nowiki><What, but the instrument over here is broadcasting, and it was said to not touch it.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Then, even more so why did you push it?></nowiki>

<nowiki><It isn't a thing to touch?></nowiki>

This isn't a comedy show!

As expected by Yuuouji, even with all the students listening she is very free.

<nowiki><Then, pull yourself together. Yukihira-san thank you very much.></nowiki>

The conversation has failed, Yukihira began speaking in a very theatrical tone.

<nowiki><Ah I'd hate to brag? I didn't expect anything but yeah. The people surrounding me are worked up about it. I would have declined if I could do that. But that would be rude to the people who took great pains to choose me......I wonder if this side of me is embarrassing.></nowiki>

Why do I feel like she was awarded a prize?

<nowiki><Well......></nowiki>

The MC is at a loss for words. If it was me I'd give up on continuing. But she gave a small cough and continued as though nothing happened.

<nowiki><The to all the students listening could the 『Reject 5』 give one word. Even if it will be worthless after all.></nowiki>

You are purposefully provoking them and showing your shallowness MC.

However Yuuouji seemed to be entirely oblivious to the situation.

<nowiki><Hmm, I don't really know the 『However, it rejects!』 feeling?></nowiki>

That's a different meaning! The one being rejected is you!

And, the same question was given to Yukihira.

<nowiki><After half a year, for a person who reaches this height, there's a lot to be expected of me.></nowiki>

Why the condescending attitude looking down!

<nowiki><......Indeed you two are unique.></nowiki>

Do the two of them not shake you at all? There was irritation in the MC's voice as she changed the topic.

<nowiki><That reminds me, in your class is another of the 『Reject 5』. Amakusa Kanade is it?></nowiki>

My hand holding the chopsticks stops. It was completely a surprise attack.

<nowiki><Yes, it's a pity his brain is like that since his face is good, it must be a little difficult to be out in public.></nowiki>

I don't want that to be said by you.

<nowiki><Ahaha, he suddenly began stripping in class today.></nowiki>

No, I did take it off......Yuuouji-san did you have to say it?

<nowiki><He suddenly started stripping in the classroom......is Amakusa-san a flasher?></nowiki>

<nowiki><What? No, I think its different than that. I think he just suddenly wanted to take it off.></nowiki>

Isn't that a flasher?!

<nowiki><He cannot live without a mosaic already.></nowiki>

It's like saying I'm an addict or something.

<nowiki><As a classmate, I feel anxious for his future.></nowiki>

Then close your mouth now!

<nowiki><Then, next week shouldn't Amakusacchi appear?></nowiki>

Yuuouji......why did you add that statement to this flow.

<nowiki><Then because you introduced him with so much trouble, next week we'll see if we can have the despicable, trashy, rascal Amakusa-san as our guest.></nowiki>

The MC is on a roll. In the confusion of the moment I've been terribly slandered.

<nowiki><Yes, then lets call him immediately.></nowiki>

In this broadcast it's said that the guest of the week will introduce an acquaintance. It's a rip-off of a certain daytime program. It's on a roll, usually you tell the person in question ahead of time.

"Hmm?"

While thinking that, my cell began vibrating. Why do they know my number......

<nowiki><Hello, is this Amakusa Kanade-san?></nowiki>

Because I had no choice but to go with the flow I reluctantly pushed the call button. The MC's lively voice jumped out.

"Ah......that's right."

It seems the other side is in loudspeaker mode, almost simultaneously with my remarks the speaker repeated it.

In other words all the students in the school can hear me as I talk.

<nowiki><Did you hear the current broadcast?></nowiki>

"Yeah, well."

It's safe. If I refuse gently there's no problem.

<nowiki><Well Amakusa-san, though you are a pervert, why did it extend to doing such a goddamn unpleasant act?></nowiki>

Ku, what a blunt way of speaking. But it's useless, I need to calm down. If I get upset it is what they expect.

I have to answer innocuously since they aren't neutral-

[CHOOSE ① "Uhehe, I wanted to take off the bottoms in reality" ② "Gehehe, now, what color are your panties?]

......Say that in return?

However, I can't do anything but say it. If a choice appears, there's nothing I can do but say it.

"Uhehe, I wanted to take off the bottoms in reality."

I said it while almost crying. A complaint that differed by not a single word flowed from the speakers.

Here you go MC, I can't expect anything but a counter. If I fend off the gag I might get away with a shallow wound.

<nowiki><......Now, shall I question the two here in earnest?></nowiki>

It is being ignored!

"Wait a minute!"

Though my voice is raised, the mobile is already cut off.

"......Amakusa, as I thought."

My consciousness is pulled back by the voice of a friend and I looked around the class. The boys are laughing with wry smiles while the girls are pulling back completely.

Aside from the top, it seems the bottom half has exceeded the borderline where they can laugh unenthusiastically.

"No, it's not like that......"

The moment I extended a hand out to explain myself. All the girls, together like in the army, looked away.

"Ahaha......there is no god in this world."

While giving out those dangerous words I put my face in my desk.

I must dream a dream to access the traffic accident right? Surely my body is in the hospital for quite some time. Yes, I must be there dreaming this unpleasant dream. But it seems like I'm really here. I wish I was in a parallel word or comic but my common sense says I'm here with women showing the whites of their eyes looking at me. Ufufu.

<nowiki><-----------></nowiki>

The show had been continuing from the speaker all along but I didn't absorb any of it.

Before long it all became very vague as I sank into the sea named escapism.

"Haa!"

<nowiki><Huh......Really?......Indeed></nowiki>

After a few minutes as I came back to the world at last, I could hear the voice of the MC which seemed satisfied.

"So, then because it approaches the end of lunch today......>

The voice gave the impression of wanting to finish early, a desire transmitted clearly. While I was in my trip I didn't follow how the talk with Yuuouji and Yukihira was going. Even with her sharp tongue it was heavy going with those two as opponents.

<nowiki><That's the story of the boil on John's ass in front of an audience.></nowiki>

Did you talk about such a worthless thing!

Following the regretful Yuuouji, Yukihira's voice seemed dignified.

<nowiki><Finally, I have a proposal for you but I wonder if it is good.></nowiki>

<nowiki><Ha, yes, what is it?></nowiki>

The MC seems wary.

<nowiki><First of all, I think the character at the end should be you.></nowiki>

The young woman is saying something strange.

<nowiki><......Ha?......That's......I'm not sure I understand.></nowiki>

<nowiki><The listeners have become used to your, frankly speaking, vicious tongue and mannerism.></nowiki>

The tone of Yukihira was without any feeling in it like always, but what was that? It's almost like there's different emotions in it. It's angry?

<nowiki><By the way, today you made remarks about my chest being undeveloped...... Moreover it was three times.></nowiki>

While I was gone to the other world, there was such a development?

Indeed, Yukihira's chest can't be complimented as abundant. It bothered her.

<nowiki><No, it was part of the material......></nowiki>

<nowiki><Material? It was bad enough that even me who has an easy laugh wasn't able to laugh.></nowiki>

No, you are a person easily provoked to laughter......

<nowiki><Anyway, if you mock other people's tits, you shouldn't think it would end safe and sound.></nowiki>

No, what is with that way of speaking, it sounds like there's another meaning......and be prudent about saying tits.

<nowiki><Therefore the main subject is how to break the inertia, I thought of a plan for a new era. The name is 『Sow MC's Moe Pig Paradise</nowiki><ref>The term hoihoi is used, which means something that can draw in lots of viewers who love something. In this case people who love Moe.</ref>』.<nowiki>></nowiki>

What is that......incidentally, there are various opinions on the definition and origin of Moe Pig, it is for Otaku's who agonize about beautiful girls in anime and manga.

<nowiki><In response to the master's small erotic request we will turn you into a sow of absolute obedience by doing various things.></nowiki>

No, no, that's late night radio, you can't do that type of stuff during the day on the school broadcast system.

<nowiki><No, that's impossible to choose. It's a school broadcast.></nowiki>

The MC has almost the same impression as me. That's a fairly normal reaction for a person.

<nowiki><You seem to misunderstand something, it's already chosen, sow.></nowiki>

The MC is suddenly treated like a sow.

<nowiki><Now, stupid sharp tongued daughter, shall we being the true sow training?></nowiki>

There was a bang from someone standing up.

<nowiki><Ah, umm, Yukihira-san? Why? Your eyes are scary.></nowiki>

The MC was completely frightened. There was no trace of the poison tongued character remaining.

<nowiki><Yu-Yuuouji-san, please help this person lie down for a bit.></nowiki>

<nowiki>*sleepy breathing*</nowiki>

Seriously, you have the nerve to sleep soundly during a live broadcast. Moreover, you have only stopped talking about the boil on John's ass a minute ago.

<nowiki><Fuaaa......the broadcast has already ended?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Roughly, it ended in a good place Yuuouji-san. Can you press down on the sow here for a moment?></nowiki>

<nowiki><Eh? I don't understand why you want it but yes!></nowiki>

<nowiki><What? Before I knew it my hands were tied behind my back!? Let go!></nowiki>

The MC seems to have been restrained. Yuuouji's physical strength is overwhelming, and a normal girl can't compete against it at all.

<nowiki><Cho, afu, Yuuouji-san what are you doing?></nowiki>

<nowiki> <Hmm, I'm not sure why you are frightened, its just a relaxing massage.> </nowiki>

<nowiki><No, you don't have to do that, just release me......what, just a moment, please stop, I hate it, ahh!></nowiki>

The voice of the broadcaster flowed out. After that the boys, who weren't listening to the broadcast as they chatted with friends, stopped and began to listen attentively.

<nowiki><The sides of Melon melon!></nowiki>

<nowiki><No, wait a moment, there...... I hate, why, is it so good, an!></nowiki>

This is......erotic. It was being broadcast through the entire school. I can't help but say, Yuuouji, do more!

<nowiki><Aaa, you are unusually sensitive. Ahaha, interesting, interesting!></nowiki>

Yuuouji continued happily.

<nowiki><Ah......stop it......stop!></nowiki>

<nowiki><It's useless sow. This studio is completely locked. Even if you shout and cry, outside help can't reach here.></nowiki>

You, you are the villain here.

<nowiki><Hii......hii......fuu></nowiki>

The training went for a dozens(?) of seconds but in the end the MC lost.

The female MC was ready to talk properly.

As opposed to her, Yukihira was indifferent but nevertheless her voice had a small bit of satisfaction in it.

<nowiki><You bark in a fairly good voice for the first time. That's it sow, keep going.></nowiki>

She declared, there's definitely no next time.

<nowiki><Ahaha, have you gone a bit too far? Her whole body is affected. The supplement drink.....there's none left. She drank all of the
『AbazurenZ』?></nowiki>

Stooopp!

<nowiki><This can't go any longer. It's unavoidable, should I end it?></nowiki>

Yukihira used a theatrical tone into the microphone.

<nowiki><Everyone listen to this. Starting next week is the new show 『Sow MC Moe Pig Paradise』. In addition, 『Yukihira Furano's All the sows with
tits bigger than B's should die off』 will be broadcast, so wash your tits and apply young ladies.></nowiki>

<nowiki>*click*</nowiki>

The voice was cut abruptly. Immediately after that random classical music flowed from the speakers.

......This, isn't this what's called a 'broadcasting accident'?

It's awful. It's too awful. Year 2 Class 1 is the called the school's most regrettable class.

The eyes of several classmates were on me. The eyes seem to be saying you are the same to me.

You're wrong, you're all wrong. I'm an ordinary person. Because of these hateful absolute choices, its true I do a few small strange actions, but I'm an ordinary high school boy.

However, calling out in my mind doesn't get consideration. With the awkward atmosphere, I ate the rest of my lunch, but there was no taste
to it.

As the lunch break was about to end, Yuuouji and Yukihira returned.

"Yah-hoo, I'm back!"

"As a matter of fact its incomprehensible."

Both seem to have been squeezed hard in the staff office.

Yukihira doesn't seem to be reflecting on it and said that with a cool face.

"It's amusing. I thought in this country freedom of expression was allowed."

"Repeatedly calling someone a sow is not freedom of expression!"

"It's a little piggish joke."

"What on earth type of line of jokes is that!"

"Little piggish jokes."

"What black jokes<ref>pun of piggish(my tl) 'butakku' and black 'burakku'</ref> are you saying you feel like!"

"By the way, in case of black piggish jokes, it becomes blackpiggish jokes which isn't easy to say."

"From the bottom of my heart stop, it's good."

"Even the staff members of the broadcasting oinked a complaint."

"Making them feel like a pig by force!"

Yukihira was completing the first stage of the joke when Yuuouji pulled on my sleeve.

"Hey hey Amacchi. Look look!"

In her hand she held some photographs.

"After the broadcast we took some photo's and printed them out."

The first one. Was a picture of the MC with Yuuouji and Yukihira on both sides and was an ordinary picture. It's worrisome that the girl MC's expression is a bit hollow.

I mean, after such a thing, you took a picture......

It continued. The second picture.

"Yuuouji. What's......this."

In it the female MC has a smiling expression of ecstasy while her legs are completely spread in an M shape. Though the angle of the picture doesn't let you see under the skirt, it is a brutal situation.

"Ahaha, after the 『AbazurenZ』 was given she became like this."

"Seriously don't just give love aphrodisiacs!"

It continued in the third picture.

What's this...is it the stagehands of the broadcast club? The four men are queued up uniformly without energy and their faces were ashen.

"Yuuouji......this?"

"Yes, we handed out to everyone 『Life Candy』's 『Chapter of the Postmortem』."

"Fire that fellow immediately!"

"Yes yes, there's one more piece to report."

Like a grade-school kid with something to report, Yuuouji raises her hand while her eyes shine brilliantly.

"Yes, go ahead."

I encouraged her recklessly.

"You know, because I din't want you to have a preconception, it was presumed the Product Development Department made these. Actually the prototypes brought today......"

What? Yuuouji had an unusual pretentious way of talking.

"It was all made by me!"

"It's you?"

Well, even though he knew already, he felt it again anew.

Yukihira Furano and Yuuouji Ouka.

It's natural that they are rejected.

===Part 4===
"Phew......"

I reached the entrance of my house at last and sighed unintentionally. I'm tired......today was a tiring day. In addition to the rush of choices, there was the tiresome combo of Yukihira and Yuuouji.

However, at my home when I'm tired and open the door, there's no family to greet me.

Because my mother went with my father when he transferred, as of now, there is only one resident in the Amakusa household. It's like I'm a guy in a galgame setting.

It's time to prepare dinner, while holding that housewife like thought, I opened the door.

"Supi."

......What is that.

"Supi."

......There's the cause, someone's sleeping.

They're sleeping. A horribly deep sleep. Someone is sleeping in my hallway.

I don't understand......I don't know how this is happening. When? When was I hit with 'eye panic'<ref>Medapani, according to UltimateOTL's translation it's a spell in Dragon Quest</ref>?

My head was still fully confused but my body moved on its own. Crouching down and crowding close, I shook their body strongly.

That person slowly sat up while rubbing their eyes and looked at me with their sleepy eyes.

"Fumyu......who is it?"

"I want to hear that!"

However, their identity was obvious. The fluffy blond hair, the small body, and soft voice......I had definitely met this creature, Chocolat, this morning.

"Ah, Kanade-san isn't it? Welcome home!<ref>Out of order she said: おかえりなさいっ/okaerinasai which is welcome home, its normally the polite auto-reponse to his next phrase</ref>"

"A-aah, I'm back<ref>He says: ただいま/tadaima which means 'right now' or 'just now' as in I just got home, normally said first when you step in the house</ref>.......you said welcome home!"

No, a smiling face is too natural, in a place that's natural, so that I ended up replying to it.

Calm down. It's too much to figure out at once.

"First of all......first of all, you, how did you enter my house?"

Before the purpose of this person, is the physical problem. The key used a moment ago is definitely in my pocket and the duplicate is in the house.

Chocolat explained with a laugh and a smile.

"I took an impression with a special clay and got a duplicate key made from a key merchant."

......That's a serious crime.

"Kanade-san what's the problem? You complexion looks bad."

"That's beside the point. The point is your behavior."

I understood. This person was simply a trespasser. It's not the time to leisurely ask her. You have no choice but to get them out by force. Just as I reached out with determination to do it-

"I came to help release Kanade-san's 『Curse』."

"Wh......at?"

I stopped moving.

"The curse......the absolute choice thing?"

I felt intuitively that's what it meant. As expected Chocolat deeply nodded her head.

Seriously......Indeed Utage-sensei said it meant the preparation to end the choices.

"Now now, since you are talking about that, for now lets go deeper inside."

"No, why are you the one saying that!"

It's fishy......its very fishy. But, the absolute choices might be released. When I heard that it became impossible to drive her out immediately.

"Then, lets go."

Chocolat displayed the tension of going on an excursion as I guided her into the living room.

"......What's this."

The room temperate was exquisite, the fragrant smell of red tea tickled my nose, and the delightful sight of handmade cookies. The finest relaxation was prepared.

"Kanade-san was slow in coming back so I prepared."

Those are a wife's words, normally they would make a person feel happy but it felt weird hearing it from a stranger.

"Please don't hesitate, go ahead."

"No, why are you the one saying that......"

I sat down on the sofa as urged and reached for the steaming tea.

"How is it?"

"Oh, good."

Chocolat's face suddenly shone happily. Additionally the strand on top of her head started wagging.

"That's right, that is very high class."

No, I know since I'm the one who bought it.

Chocolat continued by handing out a candy dish with cookies on it.

"How are they?~"

"Ah, good."

Again her face suddenly brightened.

"That's right isn't it, they take time and effort to make."

No, I know because I baked them.

"That doesn't matter......lets get down to business."

I encouraged her to sit on the sofa on the other side.

"Yes, what is it?"

As I waited for her to sit I opened my mouth.

"Let us avoid a roundabout story......you, know of a way to remove the absolute choices?"

"Yes."

Chocolat nodded easily.

Seriously......it is possible to end it? The thing that's haunted me this last year?

"I'm begging, tell me!"

I couldn't resist my excitement and rose from my seat partly while asking.

"Kanade-san, please settle down. I don't know it."

"Then who on earth does?"

When I asked my question, Chocolat followed her own pace until the end.

"It's God."

"........................Yes?"

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Talk:Sekai no Owari no Encore: Names and Terminology Guidelines

2017-07-23T23:50:06Z

Shiroi Hane: Name update

==Ashendia==
According to the [http://seaside-c.jp/media/encore/ Drama CD site], アシェンディア is romanised as "Ashendia" (not Achendia). [[User:Shiroi Hane|Shiroi Hane]] ([[User talk:Shiroi Hane|talk]]) 01:50, 24 July 2017 (CEST)

Sekai no Owari no Encore

2017-07-20T23:42:16Z

Shiroi Hane: Manga vol. 3 was released a month ago.

{{Status|Stalled}}

[[File:Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore_V1_Cover.jpg|250px|frameless|right|thumb]]

'''Sekai no Owari no Encore''' (世界の終わりの世界録), is a light novel series written by [[:Category:Kei Sazane|'''Kei Sazane''']] and illustrated by ''Haruaki Fuyuno''. The series has a manga adaptation by ''Ryu Usui''.

==Story Synopsis==

The valuable treasure, the “Encore” which was left by the legendary Eleline the Brave Hero, has the recording of the end of the world and the reincarnation of the world. The countries and parties all over the world are searching for the location of its whereabouts; the age to fight for the Encore. The boy called Ren who wants to become a {{Furigana|Knight|MASTER}} has no talent in wielding swords despite looking exactly like Eleline the Brave Hero, he has been having a lifestyle where people taunts him as the “Fake Brave Hero”. The one that appears in front of him is the legendary Dragon Princess Kyelse, who had woken up from her seal. She mistook Ren for Eleline. Though she gets disappointed since he simply looked like him, she later finds out a hidden potential in him. And she invites him to the journey to find the Encore together with the Archangel Fear and the Demon Lord Elise that saved the world before. “Do you want to come with me?”. —This is the prelude of wild excitement played by the heroes. The boy known as the fake Brave Hero cross paths with the legend now!

==Series Information==

*'''Genre:''' Fantasy + Adventure + Action
*'''Original Title:''' 世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>
*'''Original Title(Romaji):''' Sekai no Owari no Sekairoku<Encore>
*'''Translated Title:''' Encore of the World’s End
*'''Author:''' Kei Sazane
*'''Illustrator:''' Haruaki Fuyuno
*'''Publisher:''' MF Bunko J
*'''Series Status:''' Ongoing
*'''Published Volumes:''' 1-8
*'''Site:''' http://www.mediafactory.co.jp/bunkoj/sekai/

==Character Introductions==

<div>
<div style="float: left; width:42%; margin: 5px 20px;">
<b>Ren</b> (レン)
[[Image:Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore_Character_Ren.jpg|left]]
A boy who simply looked identical to Eleline the Brave Hero. He had been living a lifestyle in which he was taunted by being called the “Fake Brave Hero”.
</div>
<div style="float: left; width:42%; margin: 5px 20px;">
<b>Kyelse</b> (キリシェ)
[[Image: Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore_Character_Kirsche.jpg|left]]
The legendary Dragon Princess who saved the world together with Eleline. She woke up from 300 years of being sealed and meets Ren.
</div>
<br style="clear: both;" />
<div style="float: left; width:42%; margin: 5px 20px;">
<b>Fear</b> (フィア)
[[Image: Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore_Character_Phia.jpg |left]]
She was Eleline’s former comrade who was an Archangel and was said to be the strongest in Heaven. She had been observing Ren while attending the academy.
</div>
<div style="float: left; width:42%; margin: 5px 20px;">
<b>Elise</b> (エリーゼ)
[[Image: Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore_Character_Elise.jpg|left]]
The previous Demon King who saved the world together with Eleline the Brave Hero. She reincarnated and now has the appearance of a ten year old girl.
</div>
<br style="clear: both;" />
</div>

==Translation==

The series is not currently seeking any translators. Editing of typos and grammar is welcome.

=== [[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Registration Page|Registration]] ===

The series is not currently seeking any translators (this may change in future). You can still view contribution credits and possible progress through the [[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Registration Page|registration]] page.

===Format Standards===
'''Every Chapter (after editing) must conform to the general format guidelines.'''
*[[Format_guideline|General Format/Style Guideline]]
*[[Sekai no Owari no Encore: Names and Terminology Guidelines]]
'''All edited translations are to be in British English.'''

===Feedback===

You can share your thought on the series in the [http://www.baka-tsuki.org/forums/viewtopic.php?f=15&t=10581 forum].

==Updates==
*July 18, 2014 - Teaser posted on forum (Prologue)
*July 21, 2014 – Page created. Volume 1 initiated.
**July 26, 2014 - Record.1 completed
**July 31, 2014 - Record.2 completed
**September 06, 2014 - Afterword completed
**February 21, 2015 - Record.3 completed
**March 05, 2015 - Record.4 completed
**March 12, 2015 - Record.5 completed
**March 13, 2015 - Interval + Epilogue completed
*March 13, 2015 - '''Volume 1 completed'''
*May 9, 2015 – Volume 2 initiated. Prologue completed
**February 21, 2016 - Record.1 completed
**March 3, 2016 - Record.2 completed
Older updates can be found on the [[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Update|Archive]].

==Recent changes==
*Name changeː Elline →　'''Eleline'''
**Reasonː Confirmed spelling by the author

==The ''Sekai no Owari no Encore'' series by Sazane Kei==

'''[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Gallery|Gallery (Spoilers)]]'''

===Volume 1 — The Knight of Reincarnation ([[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1|Full Text]])===
[[File:Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore_V1_Cover.jpg|right|frameless|x200px]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Colour Pages|Colour Pages]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Prologue|Prologue: The Sealed Girl]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Record.1|Record.1: The Fake Brave Hero Doesn’t Have Any Comrades]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Record.2|Record.2: The Dragon, the Angel, and the Master Student]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Record.3|Record.3: The Condition of the Former Demon King]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Record.4|Record.4: Elmekia Dusk]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Record.5|Record.5: It, the Conqueror of Fire——]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Interval|Interval: The Moving World]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Epilogue|Epilogue: The Knight of Reincarnation]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 1 Afterword|Afterword]]
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===Volume 2 — Calra, the Dragon Lord of Gloria ([[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2|Full Text]])===
[[File:Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore_V2_Cover.jpg|right|frameless|x200px]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Colour Pages|Colour Pages]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Prologue|Prologueː The Sanctuary of the Dragons]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Record.1|Record.1ː Where Will the New Party Go]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Record.2|Record.2ː Now, Let's Head to the Dungeon]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Record.3|Record.3ː The Gnome (Incomplete)]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Interval|Intervalː Sword Saint]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Record.4|Record.4ː The Human, the Dragon, and the Happiness]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Record.5|Record.5ː Calra, the Dragon Lord of Gloria]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Epilogue|Epilogueː The Land of the End]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Continued|Continuedː The Roaring World]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 2 Afterword|Afterword]]

===Volume 3 — Resflaze, the Goddess of Seraphim ===
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Colour Pages|Colour Pages]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Prologue|Prologue]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Record.1|Record.1ː Reverberation]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Record.2|Record.2ː To the Next Unexplored Region]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Record.3|Record.3ː The Heaven]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Record.4|Record.4ː The Black's Intention, the Heaven Seal]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Record.5|Record.5ː The Holy woman — At the City where the Spirits Are in Fear]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Record.6|Record.6ː The Demon General of Wave]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Interval|Intervalː The Other Face of the Supreme Metropolitan]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Epilogue|Epilogueː To the Guided Future]]
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Afterword|Afterword]]

===Volume 4 — Zelblight, the Overlord of Maverick ===
::*[[Sekai_no_Owari_no_Encore:Volume 3 Colour Pages|Colour Pages]]
::*Prologueː The Conversation with the Goddess
::*Record.1ː A Short Rest　At the Holy Ground — The Princess, the Holy Woman, and the Fake Brave Hero —
::*Secret Recordː Prognosticators
::*Record.2ː The Supreme Metropolitan
::*Record.3ː The Break In, and Then the Crash On
::*Record.4ː Those Who Cannot Be Touched
::*Record.5ː Zelblight, the Overlord of Maverick
::*Record.6ː The Requirements of a Brave Hero
::*Continuedː Those Who Were Left Behind
::*Afterword

===Volume 5 — Verusalem, the Demon King of Hades ===
::*Colour Pages
::*Prologue
::*Record.1ː
::*Record.2ː
::*Interval
::*Record.3ː
::*Record.4
::*Intervalː
::*Record.5ː
::*Record.6ː
::*Intervalː
::*Continuedː
::*Afterword

===Volume 6 — Fiora, the Eternal Keeper of Spirit ===
:*Colour Pages
::*Prologue
::*Record.1ː
::*Interval
::*Record.2ː
::*Intervalː
::*Record.3ː
::*Record.4ː
::*Record.5ː
::*Record.6ː
::*Record.7ː
::*Continuedː
::*Afterword

===Volume 7 — Id, the Tyrant of Mythology Era ===
:*Colour Pages
::*Prologue
::*Record.1ː
::*Record.2ː
::*Record.3ː
::*Record.4ː
::*Intermissionː
::*Record.5ː
::*Record.6ː
::*Epilogueː
::*Afterword

===Volume 8 — Canaan, the Wailing Chrono-spirit ===
:*Colour Pages
::*Prologue
::*Record.1ː
::*Record.2ː
::*Record.3ː
::*Record.4ː
::*Record.5ː
::*Record.6ː
::*Intermissionː
::*Epilogueː
::*Afterword

===Gaiden Stories===
:*Dragon Revive
:*Angel Diary
:*Demon Quest

==Series Overview==
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.1 The Knight of Reincarnation. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>1 再来の騎士 (July 25, 2014, ISBN 978-4040669229))
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.2 Calra, the Dragon Lord of Gloria. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>2 極光の竜帝 (October 25, 2014, ISBN 978-4040671253))
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.3 Resflaze, the Goddess of Seraphim. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>3 熾天の女神 (February 25, 2015, ISBN 978-4040674049))
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.4 Zelblight, the Overlord of Maverick. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>4　異端の覇王 (June 25, 2015, ISBN 978-4040676913))
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.5 Verusalem, the Demon King of Hades. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>5　降魔の大皇 (October 23, 2015, ISBN 978-4040679426))
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.6 Fiora, the Eternal Keeper of Spirit. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>6 終焉の精霊 (February 25, 2016 ISBN 978-4040681139))
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.7 Id, The Tyrant of Mythology Era. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>7 神代の暴君 (May 25, 2016 ISBN 978-4040683423))
*Sekai no Owari no Encore.8 Canaan, The Wailing Chrono-spirit. (世界の終わりの世界録<アンコール>8 慟哭の神霊 (September 23, 2016 ISBN 978-4040686332))

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[[Category:Kei Sazane]]
[[Category:Haruaki Fuyuno]]

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