ーBig Bang
Kirishima Ran had seen an intense light comparable to the birth of space as the last part of his memory.
There's screaming and roaring on the other side; the start of the gloomy morning has been disturbed by the confusion.
The surroundings became white for a moment, and there's a light so strong that it can burn and cover his eyes.
The next thing that attacked him was an intense power sucking up and an unpleasant floating feeling.
He'll be hit with the ceiling if this continues, but the feeling of floating has faded away in the next moment.
At the same time, the white light painting of the surroundings has vanished.
Did the sun fall?
Or could it be that we got involved in some kind of explosion?
He doesn't care about either, but Kirishima Ran thought about wanting to go home immediately.
Mondayー It's a gloomy morning before the class starts.
He didn't know what he got involved in at that time.
There will be a staff meeting, so today's class will be wasted.
Possibly, a temporary closure of school may happen in these several days.
When it comes to that, it's better to go home immediately.
The train and buses would stop if they were too slow.
Ran, who opened his eyes while having such thoughts, was speechless when his area's spectacle spread out.
「ーEh?」
A stone wall without wallpaper that's not popular nowadays is seen.
A stone floor without carpet similarly spreads below.
There are men and women, along with Ran, in the same high school uniform at the location; there're around 20 people scattered around.
The skirt of the schoolgirl who fell down nearest to him was rolled up, and stimulating pants were exposed splendidly.
It's a light blue panty that's lacking in surface area. It's not a show-off panty, but the form of the ass is clearly seen.
It's engraved in memory because it's rare.
After thanking the unintentional work of art, I looked around again.
It seems that the men and women who fell in this place are attending high school, just like Ran's classmates.
There are lots of students who have similar hairstyles and the looks he's used to seeing.
But it seems that the delinquents in the class aren't present.
Those guys originally didn't exist in the classroom on Monday mornings.
For Ran, who's not good with those people with such conduct and oppressive voices, he felt secretly relieved.
The problem wasn't that.
「…Where's this place?」
If Ran's memory is right, he should've been in the high school's classroom just a while ago.
It should be a break time in the morning before the class starts; he should be spending the time uselessly without doing anything.
He's not being bullied, but he has no friends in good terms in the class right now.
Ran is the so called Botchi (Loner).
He has no friend that he's in good terms to be in the high ranks of the school's castle, nor talk on a daily basis, a playmate on holidays, not even someone to eat together at lunch.
He's a typical person without any presence and a low priority.
Therefore, he can't share this situation with someone.
That's hard for the losers.
「I don't get what happened at all.
Saying that, Ran was somehow able to answer, even though it was vague.
Even though he's thrown into a situation that's different from his daily life, that doesn't mean that his everyday life has suddenly changed in a certain way.
"I wonder if it's the popular otherworld transfer web novels."
「Also, is it a class transfer? I don't know the cause, though.
The surrounding stone walls have an artificial look to them.
They might've been summoned by someone instead of being transferred somewhere else.
「But in this case, the person concerned won't appear until all members wake up.
If he had a friend, then he'd wake him up, and it would wake up the classmates in a chain reaction, but Ran couldn't be the trigger for that.
That said, he can't just leave them be.
It can't be helped, so he called out the nearest unconscious schoolgirl with light blue pants.
「No, but I'm aroused. No, nervous.
Why is such a high school girl wearing such stimulating underwear in her body?
It's not a question whether the pants are shown or not.
Or it's just that Ran doesn't know that high school students commonly have sex in classrooms.
"Go explode," he thought.
「Hey, are you okay? Err…. Nekoyama-san! Nekoyama Misuzu-san! 」
He almost called her Mizuiro-san, but that doesn't matter.
The unconscious girl who doesn't mind showing off her light blue underwear magnificently, Nekoyama Misuzu, made a strange "Funyaau voice and turned over to face up, lying down.
Because her skirt is rolled up, her much more important part is being shown through her underwear this time.
She's shaved? He sees the crack clearly when he looks closely.
Is Nekoyama a cat?
There would be no complaints if he just raped her here.
Various thoughts floated in his mind, but Ran didn't have the courage to put them into action.
But if he just let such a stimulating view go away without doing anything, it would be a waste.
The other people don't seem to be awake, so it's okay to do it just for a bit.
「Ne-ko-ya-ma-ーSan! 」
「Hyanyaan~!?」
The palm pressed mercilessly on the moderate chest of a high school student.
It's softer than he thought.
After he did that, "Isn't this a crime?" he apologised inside his head.
No, this isn't a crime. He persuaded himself that it's a perquisite.
It's impossible to wake up a sleeping person without touching their body.
The angel in his brain insists that there could be other places than the breasts to be touched, but he ignored it this time.
「N, nyaa? Huh? It's morning already? Huh? But it's dark? Is the curtain closed up, Nya? 」
It seems that she hadn't noticed that her chest had been touched.
He's feeling relieved this late.
「Nekoyama-san」
「Ah, Kirishima-kuun. What happened to me? 」
Showing her canine while laughing, Nekoyama Misuzu smiles awkwardly.
Her words and actions have an amazing scent of someone playing innocent and helpless, but they're different from the tempting actions that have nothing but calculations.
This is the real her.
Of course he hates people he hates, but especially a lot of women. She's popular among Ran's class's nerds.
This Nekoyama Misuzu doesn't make light of another person's appearance and doesn't discriminate.
She can talk with the boys on the lower level of the castle peacefully.
By the way, she's the only schoolgirl Ran has talked to in the original world.
Even if Ran denies it, when you look at the whole class, he's treated as belonging to the lowest group on the castle, the Ota (Nerd) group.
「You don't remember? 」
「Nyaa~… I do remember getting wrapped in a strange light, however.
She raised her body while speaking and brushed off the dust on her back and on her skirt.
Then she looked around and looked at Ran again.
「W-Where's this!? Or rather, why's everyone sleeping? 」
She shouted "Fushaa!" and began to shake the bodies of those who were unconscious.
The students woke up when they were shaken by Nekoyama Misuzu.
21 people in all.
The delinquents who're late to come to school every day and the fat and ugly women who're being bullied every day aren't here.
The other students seem to have spread all over the place.
Unlike the class transfer well known on the internet, the class teacher isn't transferred.
It seems that they hadn't come to the classroom yet because it was early in the morning.
Noise, roars, cries, and shouts
Various voices come and go around the area.
It's good that there's no one resorting to violence immediately, but this closed space isn't as good as expected.
The Ota group that's at the bottom of the castle embraces each other and trembles.
Alone, I was grinning for some reason.
Perhaps Ran's the same; he might've imagined the word class transfer.
「What's the meaning of this?"
「I don't know! 」
The class president grieved, and the delinquent girl who dyed her hair brown (it seems that she's alone) replied in an angry voice.
Similar things happened here and there; some girls burst into tears whenever an angry voice flies.
It's no time to cry in this situation! The delinquent girl shouted while kicking the wall.
The class would collapse before the one who summoned them came, Ran thought, as if it were someone else's problem.
But his thought disperses after the next few words.
「King! Here! It seems that they were summoned in this direction! 」
The cliche'd appearance of the master of the class summon.
The schoolboys, who were grinning a while ago, pump their fists in the air.
They're probably having the delusion of having cheating abilities and would make a harem with the schoolgirls.
「It seems that the coordinates of the summoning magic have been mistaken. That was dangerous. If it's a bit, then they might've been buried alive in the wall.
A man dressed in a mantle has appeared from the darkness.
It feels like he just said something frightening casually, but Ran ignored it.
There's no profit if he attacks in such a place.
「King! The summon was successful! There are 21 people gathered! 」
「Is that so?..」
The man who appeared dressed with a mantle and a good build wasn't the kind.
The appearance is like that of a skeleton.
A man with skin and bones and a cane on his slender hand arrived; it seems that the knights have lent their shoulders to walk here.
It seems that he's not just thin.
Sickー No, it's something much more serious.
「The King is attacked by a cruel spell! 」
It seems that someone's explaining all of it, so Ran decided to become silent.
The other students remained standing absentmindedly without knowing what was happening.
There seems to be no one throwing unnecessary jeering or violent language either.
「It's the curse of the Demon King . This curse will continue to make him suffer as long as he's alive!」
「...」
「We have tried to defeat the Demon King somehow, but everything we did failed regrettably!」
「...」
「Thus, the heroes from the otherworld—soldiers called Saints have been summoned to be able to defeat the Demon King.
To summarize the long story, it was simple:
Several years ago, the King took a curse from Demon King.
The Demon King must be defeated to remove the curse.
The residents of this world can't match the Demon King.
If it's impossible for the residents of the world, then you should scrape up war potential from the otherworld.
There's summoning magic in this world, and humans can be summoned from the otherworld.
Then they'll use them to increase their war potential, it seems.
What to say? It's very selfish.
Towards that, the vigorous, enthusiastic students didn't endure hearing and ranted and spoke abusively.
But the man in the mantle, the king, and the knights took light notice of the violent language.
It seems that they're used to it.
It's disgusting that they don't have the thought of the other's life.
Butー.
Among the students blowing up in anger, there's one person who's enduring the laughter.
The otaku boy who's putting his hand on his glasses is making a criminal-like smile.
Though the barrage of glances bathed him, they're not noticing it at all.
If he can be that dignified, then he should do that normally.
「Summoner-san. We're just ordinary people; we don't have the skill to fight. Even if you summoned so many people, the situation wouldn't improve for the better, don't you think?」
Ran understood what the otaku boy was thinking about.
What do they intend to do when summoning someone without the skill to fight?
This is different from liking or disliking the summoning.
He waits after he says those words.
Of course, there's only one line that would be returned in this talk.
「Of course, we also know that. All of the saints have been given translation magic to understand the words used in this world and an ability to fight.
The otaku guy grinned while making a victory pose again.
It seems that he didn't notice that everyone was looking at him coldly.
「If that is so, then please tell us how to use our abilities.
「It's easy. Stimulate the energy going around your body and pray. Once you do it, you'll be able to know the ability immediately.
「Got it, now then!」
The otaku guy prays grinningly, and a character rises to the surface of his head.
It seems that the ability given to you can be confirmed by other people.
By the way, the letters that appeared floating on the head of the otaky guy that's praying are:
『Appraisal』
「No waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayー!?」
The otaku guy who obtained the failure skill by default on cheat heroes has crouched down in place and got to his wit's end.