２１７ 若葉姫色
Wakaba Hiiro
「Certain kill attack on wakeup」
「Naive」
「All bullets blow? You got . But」
The characters K.O. appeared on the screen.
In the end, the mincing steps ended .
「I-lo-st-」
「To fight on equal terms ans you’re good already」
[That the day when I would permit soone to look down on in a ga really ca.]
I’m frustrated, but also fired up.
Now we change characters for a rematch.
The sound of both our controllers filled the room.
D, the real Wakaba Hiiro, is having a good ti playing fighting gas.
As expected from my original, she’s insanely strong.
Also, even if I have my mories, it’s actually my first ti playing a ga.
Even If I have a handicap, my character does not move the way I think.
The mories and the real sensation doesn’t quite match.
Also, I’ve been able to fix that, I can now fight considerably well, but I can’t still win even a single round against D.
I looked outside after our fight ended and it was already dark.
Since the flow of ti is different on the other side, I didn’t feel that I’ve overstayed here.
It’s regrettable but let’s go ho today.
「See ya, I’ll co again」
「Co anyti you like」
And with that, I returned.
Oh shit.
I forgot to solicit pocket money
Oh well.
I’ll ask for it next ti.
Returning ho.
Should the expression be returned when this world is the world I’m returning to?
That’s right, in my corrected mories, I am from this world, my mory over there was a false mory planted by D.
In that sense, I lived as myself and I lived in this world.
Well, it doesn’t matter anyway.
It’s also nightti in this world
Maou woke up and greeted , I secluded myself after lightly greeting her back.
T-that was scary!
Nai wa~(TN: YES! I was waiting for kumo to say this again!)
There’s no way-.
What is that?
That’s strange.
Sohow, this isn’t just a level of becoming a god.
It’s not about if I can win or not, it’s scary on a fundantal level.
Is this how they feel when they’re scared of ghosts?
An incomprehensible fear.
That’s how I feel about D.
Her eyes look like a bottomless abyss
Even with her God’s power sealed, that look from her eye instill fear in .
I can’t defy that, it’s impossible-
It is not really a feeling that does not match-
As a self-proclaid worst evil god, I can’t laugh off the original.
In simpler words, I realized that I’m a weakling.
Even if I speak of it repeatedly, that horror can’t be expressed.
My master-
is impossible to oppose.
The first ti I saw D was when I got the Wisdom skill.
That ti, the voice from the sky(temp) told the na D.
Next was my first encounter with Kuro.
A smartphone suddenly appeared and then there was a voice that claid she’s D.
That’s my first contact with D.
She then occasionally interfered, which I thought was creepy.
An absolutely conflicting sensation.
I think that was the reason why I beca a God.
My soul had undergone change through apotheosis.
It was that ti I noticed it stuck in my soul.
It was my core, my divine area.
It had, or rather, it was swallowing , it has been my existence.
It was Wakaba Hiiro’s mories.
The existence which filled in my original colour and beca .
I’ve noticed what that ans.
I just have Wakaba Hiiro’s mories, I’m different from her.
When I realize that, the doubt and discomfort I’ve felt clicks into place like a puzzle piece.
I don’t have a na.
Up until now, the vampire child has her na from her previous life displayed, yet my na is blank.
It never showed Wakaba Hiiro.
This also explains why my skill points were low.
I’m originally a low rank creature.
So skill points which are part of the soul’s power was low.
The inconsistency of the existence called D in my mory.
D said.
D said that an explosion occurred in the classroom and all the students who were caught up in it was reincarnated in this world.
And as far as I can imagine, no one corresponds to D.
With , Wakaba Hiiro as an exception.
If I think about it, there are so contradictions in my missing mory.
I can’t rember my parent’s face.
If I self-evaluate myself, I’d call myself a beauty.
Even in my personality, there’s a clear difference between my mory and my current one.
Being noticed about as much as a stone on the roadside by strangers because I couldn’t hide my irritation from being watched by strangers.
And I realized D’s true character and my true character.
In the classroom, there was one spider making a nest.
Oka-chan stopped a boy who was going to kill it.
On the contrary, it was suggested soone be in charge of taking care of the creature.
Eventually, the elected student cried loudly and refused to do it so it wasn’t implented.
That spider was in the classroom all along.
Surrounded by all of those huge humans.
It’s a situation where she can die anyti.
The humans shunned her, she was creepy.
It was desperately trying to live among them.
That extrely low class existence in the classroom.
That was .
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