Nantan-sensei’s head fluttered in the air. A warm spray splashed at my cheeks. With sensei who had deep red veins that stands out in his face, I had a certain feeling that we met eye to eye.
A sound of something striking and flopping in the floor. Leaving a red line as it rolled
I felt fear. I don’t want to die. The demon left from this place and the held up emotions gushed out and overflowed.
A person I know died before my eyes.
I hated Seika and Kasagi. Same with Yamashina too. However, I didn’t hate sensei.
I didn’t feel sad for those who died. Rather, I can’t help being happy instead.
Alive.
Being alive.
Because I’m alive.
I was really glad I didn’t die. I was relieved from the bottom of my heart, I was intoxicated with delight.
Maybe because of the survival instincts after facing death, filled with blood like never before, I had a stiff and large erection. It was beating inside the underwear matching the rhythm of my pulse. With that stimulation alone, the pleasure rose to such extent that I almost e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed.
A pleasant and strange arousal, the corners of my mouth unconsciously curled up and laughed in an improper way. I would completely reach out and m.a.s.t.u.r.b.a.t.ed If there were no people around.
Without hobbies like exposing in public, I calmed down simply because I can’t do it. I can hear the surrounding screams and cries clearly enough that I can distinguish whose voice is which.
Fresh blood and sour vomit stank. And then, the smell of ammonia.
I crouched in order to avoid people, leaned back on the white wall and observed. Most of my cla.s.smates were scared, crying and confused. However, there were also some fellows calmly examining and examining the surroundings. Wazuka, Oyabe-ane, Nagaoka and Sagara. I think that I should better not be hostile with these four people.
My crush since grade school Fushimi Hiiragi was crying. Large b.r.e.a.s.t.s despite having small build and delicate limbs. A cute girl with big eyes in her small face. Such cute person was crying on the flat chest of her childhood friend, Nagaoka Miyako.
Yeah, I’m jealous of Dekoko. My emotions seemed to have immediately surfaced on my face.
「Mukou-shi is calm even with a situation like this. Always devouringly looking at Fushimi-shi too much.」
Sagara Susuki, with a large belly, was standing next to me before I noticed. The appearance of raising his gla.s.ses truly does not suit him.
「So you say Sagarkun, don’t you look calm too?」
「Fufufu, since I was already prepared for a situation like this. Besides, don’t you think it’s considerably better than the worst case scenario?」
It is as he says. A situation like this had been imagined many times over through anime, manga and novel. There’s no need to panic about things that fall within the scope of imagination
Series of stories about parallel world summoning by a supernatural existence flooded the internet. Since we finished reading a lot of works, we will be able to calmly deal with the situation from now on.
「From what we heard from Streiyshi so far, this isn’t the type to give out cheat skill and magic from the beginning. There is a point exchange so that means stats!!」
「Sagarkun, could it be?」
I remembered status from the word he was going to continue. And then information came and remained directly inside my head.
Status
＜Mukou Hibari：♂１６＞
E ：－
HP：0
MP：0
MA：－
MS：－
PP：0
CP：40,000
A voice of astonishment I didn’t expect leaked out. I experienced an impossible phenomenon and I had a feeling that I really came to a fantasy world.
Most likely it is the collar that displays this status. Like the letters and pictures, the black circle had silver patterns that crawled like worms. This must be the device that the demon mentioned. It clings tightly without any gaps. I don’t know what it’s made off, but it does not seem to come off.
Sagara also looks excited and proud.
「Isn’t it amazing? But I’m troubled with the lack of explanation. I understand that MP is 0, but I do not understand why HP is 0 too. E, MA and MS too, I don’t know well what they represent, but I understand that PP and CP are Personal and Common points respectively…」
「It is separated into numerical headwords, however isn’t it possible that E is Elemental attribute, MA is Magic Ability and MS is Magic Skill? I don’t know about HP though.」
「Indeed. Fumu, there is no header for level, it’s a type of skill system with magic memorization, isn’t it? There are no cla.s.ses too, are abilities upgraded by exchanging points or depending on battle results with monsters?」
From the words of Sagara, the information on the status seems to be the same. I won’t know if it is true unless I ask other people, but it might be the same.
Anyway, there’s a suggested option to murder as a way to return to the original world, I should be careful.
That’s why, what I learned from the beginning is that whatever system it is supposed to be, upgrading should be an important option.
「Gufufu, isekai, slave, harem… Fuh fuh fufu… 」
Sagara has a disgusting smile on his face. I don’t really understand but it looks eerie from outside point of view. I wonder if I looked the same.
I’m not fat but also not too thin. My height is also average, face is not very excellent but should also be not too bad. Moreover, there are enough muscles not to be called weak.
It’s normal that I haven’t had a girlfriend or been confessed to. Yeah, my appearance is supposed to be ordinary.
I pay attention to skin care and also fix my fair because I don’t want Hiiragi-san to think badly of me, there’s a bit of discipline to it. I’m alright.