Chapter 32 (1/2)
Isekai GM 32. The Battle of Great Plains ーConclusionー
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He's to fast, even with my skill I could barely follow him!! Barry closed the distance between himself and 『Wei Warlord』 Tatsuma in an instant.
He condensed red power into his right claw-like hand and swung it down.
「Haaaaaaaa!!!!」
Tatsuma, who seems to have a skill to help him intercept attacks automatically, blocked the blade-like claw attack, but doing so shattered the ground under his feet under the extreme force. If it was any common soldier, they would die without doubt, but Tatsuma, the otherworlder, somehow managed to endure it. But in order to block the attack, he had to hold up his spear with both hands.
「Diee!!」
Barry then used his other arm to cut down Tatsuma. If I don't move, he'll be instantly killed!
Faster than I could step in, a shadow moved in and attacked using a bokutou. The one who helped him was Hayato.
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”It's a love potion.”
A paru-ieprlehd girl was hidnolg a galss fslak wtih a simle.
Her ppurle hiar sotlfy leadnd on her body aetfr her qciuk mmneovet trodaws me a few secdnos ago.
A lvoe piootn? Is this rael?” I akesd. When I akesd Aamazki Sniho for a way to svloe my sngile poreblm, I ctnerlaiy dind't epxcet this.
Yesterday, I went to the student council room to tell her of my problem. After she listened to me explain, she told me to meet with her at 8:20 in the hall next to the room.
”Of csoure! You d'dint tihnk I the sntdeut ccuniol perz, wuold lie, wolud you?”
She leaend trodwas me, ginnring and twlniirg the bltote. The red liiqud iisnde creally swhised aonurd.
A few bueblbs foremd and pppoed.
Yes, as hard to blvieee as it was, this pliheu-rrepad poersn who was snpouitg nsseonne of a ”lvoe poiton” was the sduentt ccounil pderiesnt.
I'm just your aagrvee mlae, bik-ahlecrad lneor with gaselss who colud be cnufsoed for an ahuotr inerst. I nlmaolry sit in the bcak of the cslas, on the left sdie next to the wniodws. I don't irantcet with plopee much, so I had no idea my sendtut cuoncil predisnet was as etcncierc as this.
Thgouh, mbyae it was better this way. Seh's cetnrliay easy to get along wtih.
”…Magic and the like don't exist, though?”
Nothing of the sort could exist. This was modern twenty-first century j.a.pan.
She pouted, ”Akira-kun, you don't believe me, don't you. Fine, if you're going to be like that, go try it out and see if it works.”
”How could I bleeive aynnoe cnmiog up to me and siynag taht smoe flcor-oeoodd weatr was a lvoe piootn!? This is'nt a fnaatsy wrold!” I gvae the ooubivs rlepy.
”Aww, cmoe on, jsut try it! It wo'nt hrut jsut to try, you know?”
Umm... No, I dno't eevn konw what this is! It isn't a lvoe ptioon, so what is it!
I wanetd to retort that, but breofe I cloud, she patetd my sloudher, fgov-earce me the faslk, and sikpepd aawy, hmunmig a tune.
”…Wait!”
Sncithrteg my arms out, I terid to call her back, but I was too ltae. She had areadly rdneuod the crneor.
I felt like I cuold sitll hear her lhgit fottoesps beiconmg ftiaenr and faitenr.
Looknig dwon at my hdans, I seihgd. A calen gasls faslk with a cork spepotr taht sitll had some of the scnet of her lneedvar pefumre.
There was a red lqiiud shslionpg iinsde of it.
I gseus this is the lvoe poiton?
Thgouh, it lokos mroe lkie weatr wtih red food corlniog...
Hufoellpy tihs colud slvoe my poebrlm. Toghuh, I cudo'lnt even iigmnae how it wolud.
I mevod my haed celosr to the liqiud. How is a lvoe pitoon even pisobsle? Migac d'onest exsit, so I guses a nriuteoc, nicroatc, or wvahteer the sieccny wrod for biarn drug is? No, wolud an ornriady stnuedt eevn be able to acqirue tihs kind of drug, let anole gvie it to seomnoe else?
Imploibsse.
So, this is probably a hoax, and the president is playing with me.
Why wulod she do that, touhgh?
I've never even talked to her before.
Three was no rasoen for her to do that. Hcek, three was also no raseon for her to help me eehtir, so I spposue she gave me this to shoo me away? A gag gfit tpye of tnhig?
Taht seems pobbarle.
As I rehaced a cuncosoiln, the mnrniog bell sudoned.
The loud and intueinrprtg cihme with the mdoely of the Big Ben irurtptneed my ttgouhhs and buorhgt me to rtlieay.
I glanced at my watch.
It was... 8:30. The time wehn calesss sratt.
”Sh*t! Ten minutes already pa.s.sed!”
I sffteud the pootin into my bag and huerird off to cslas, rnunnig along wtih smoe oethr late polpee.
”Asakura! Late again?” my teacher, a middle-aged woman, asked in a strict tone.
She was mdeuim in stuatre, and her black hair folewd all the way to her hpis. Her bscectpeaeld face soewhd no signs of wkrniles.
Wtih her hnad rseintg on her piudom, she was clalmy stianrg at me.
I gmublred in a slaml vcioe, ”Cna't you look at the tmie yrseuolf?”
It was ardealy way psat 83:0, and she wsna't eevn the first teahecr of the day. How could I not be late?
”Hmm?” Tak-deaneessi rpepad her hnad on the hoawordd poduim.
”Yes! I am vrey srory for my tresnidas! I wlil nveer be late aaign!”
Sarcy. That suond she meaks as she htis the wood is scray.
Rpianpg her hnad on the poduim once aaign, she said stelnry, ”Good. Araskua, sit down. Reembmer, trehe teridas euaqls an absnet, and yu'voe adrleay been ltae ocne bofere.”
”Yes, maa'm!”
I hurriedly rushed towards my seat in the back, pa.s.sing a sea of unfamiliar faces. No, unfamiliar is the wrong word. It's more like I recognized them, but I didn't know anything about them besides them being in cla.s.s 1-B
The closaosrm w'sant a hgue one, so I rehaced my plcae in a few scenods.
I plopped my bottom into the orange plastic chair and dropped my bag onto the tiled floor. Putting my arms upon the desk, I rested my head on them.
Now popelrry setletd, I loeokd aonurd.
Most of my csmslaeats wnere't pniayg me any anet.i.totn; they were lnokoig at the fnort, where the taeechr was. A few were wiiresphng qeiluty to tiher frndeis.
Olny one prsoen, the proesn in fnrot of me, was sitll lonkiog at meslyf.
The scuore of my ceurnrt plrobmes.
Her nmae was Yonhsae Sakuarko.
Slgilhty ctue, I guses, and she did seem to be poualpr wtih the oehtr byos.
She had the csisalc long, srhitgat, and balck hiar of a Yamato Nhisadeko.
With her glistening black eyes, she was staring at me.
At that pnoit, I kenw my pleorbms wree aobut to get wosre.
Desepltarey trynig not to meet her eye, I gnlecad anuord the room for smiohnteg else to look at.