Seven Number’s dormitory.
Although it was almost night, Sumire smiled brightly as she poured the fried chicken curry and pure white rice back into her bowl.
“Here we are!”
“Ugh! it’s crazy! How on earth can you eat food like this in a dormitory? … . Sumire, what can’t you do!?”
The main character of the fuss is Renia.
On her way back from the haunted house, Renia happened to stop by Sumire’s house. Sumire was not the kind of person who would never send a guest to her home at dinner time away on an empty stomach.
“you’re right. master. This food is really delicious! In my succubus life… … Best food!”
Lilith, who came with us, was savoring Sumire’s curry even though she didn’t really need to eat anything.
“… … “Really?”
“Really? This is… … .”
Renia, who was taking a mouthful of curry with a spoon, trembled.
“It’s like a tiger and a great white shark jumping and giving a high five… … .”
“ah… … iced coffee!”
Sumire nodded up and down as if she understood what Renia said.
“It’s going to be a national competition soon, right? Hmm, you must be really nervous too. well.”
“… … Yes. But, it’s okay! Because both Yoosung and Eunah are strong. Even if I lose… … .”
Sumire laughs while saying that.
Renia bit her fork and made a hmm sound.
“Well, I can’t imagine Yooseong losing. “It’s the same with Eun-ah.”
“Yes?”
After the meal, Renia waved her hand with a happy face.
“Curry! I ate well! Tomorrow will be the weekend. “Call me if you’re bored~”
“Please go in carefully!”
Sumire, who had seen Renia off at the entrance, sat down on the sofa.
‘japan… … .’
Sumire curled up hugging her knees.
‘… … You still hate me, right?’
Many things were going through Sumire’s mind as she was troubled.
[A traitor like you… … . Why here!]
Isshin’s angry eyes were looking down at him. When Sumire thought of that time, a part of her heart felt cold.
[…] … okay. I guess there’s nothing I can say. Betray a party member. Like you, who ran away to Korea.]
Sumire left Japan, leaving behind Isshin and the party members who reached out to her.
[…] … It was a favor given out of pity for you. I also added it to my party. I also lent my hair to your unpleasant abilities. … … entire.]
Isshin and the party members felt betrayed.
‘… … I created another person who got hurt. That’s definitely all… … It’s my fault.’
Isshin’s story is all true.
Sumire bit her lip tightly.
‘But I… … . I want to win.
Sumire recalled Shinyuseong, who had stopped Isshin in Choten.
[Anymore. I, the party leader, will not tolerate disrespect towards Sumire.]
At least for that moment, I was very happy. Shin Yuseong was the first person to step forward like that for Sumire.
‘Even for Yoosung’s sake… … . I definitely want to win. I’m going to win one way or another.’
Sumire looks at her right hand with a determined look on her face. His right hand was glowing purple, as if responding to Sumire’s emotions.
‘Laplace… … .’
Sumire reflected on the name of the newly acquired piece. An evil witch who spread a plague. However, she is a strong being classified as a level 7 boss.
‘I… … This power. The more you absorb, the more you can help Yoosung… … .’
Sumire made a decision in her heart. He took something out of his pocket. What Sumire took out was none other than Laplace’s diary.
Saaaaa!
The diary was emitting the same purple light as Sumire’s right hand.
gulp.
Sumire, nervous at the grandeur of the diary, swallowed her saliva. I slowly turned the pages of the diary.
[Witches are born from disaster.]
What was written in the diary was in an alien language that no one could understand, but the pocket created with Tower’s technology easily succeeded in translating it.
[…] … Burning anger. Sadness is cold. Suffering is a plague.]
However, it took a while for the text to be translated to appear.
[■Lari ■Rather… … . When ■■■ ■■, ■■ is finally born from ■■. I love ■■’s Jin■… … .]
Crackling! Support!
No further translations of pockets have been made. Pocket’s translation function makes a crackling sound and then goes off.
‘This, this…’ … ‘
In front of the embarrassed Sumire, the pages of the diary radiated light.
‘It’s calling me… … .’
Sumire didn’t know why she knew. But Sumire, who had a lot of experience, was confident.
‘If you put your hand here… … .’
gulp.
A bright light spread as soon as Sumire swallowed and placed her hand on it.
Saaaaa!!
The purple light spread out toward Sumire with tremendous brilliance.
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
* * *
Lee Si-woo returns to the dormitory soon after finishing Class F’s event at the festival.
“Hmm, ugh… … .”
Lee Si-woo took out a firearm from the floor covered with newspaper and was cleaning it. A pistol held in one hand. A long sniper rifle. Even the common assault rifle. There were countless types of guns.
As soon as the guns passed through Lee Si-woo’s hands, they were disassembled and reassembled.
‘What on earth am I doing?’
Lee Si-woo clearly hated guns.
Elite education instilled from childhood. The feeling of my head becoming cold just by holding a gun was something foreign.
However, Lee Si-woo spent a very long time with the gun.
When you take out the gun, it feels like something in your chest is emptying out.
‘… … To put it bluntly. I guess it’s love/hate.’
Lee Si-woo’s feelings were complicated.
But one thing was certain. That I would never return home again. He said he would never live the life his father wanted him to have. Lee Si-woo thought so.
* * *
Sumire blinked.
The space flooded with light was not a dormitory. Now what you see in front of you is a gorgeous chandelier and table.
Grumble.
And it was Laplace pouring tea into a teacup.
– I got to see it sooner than I thought.
Laplace pointed to the seat across from him with the tip of his chin.
“Ah yes!”
Sumire suddenly sat down. Laplace smiled as he handed over the teacup.
– … … This table and teacup. It was really convenient. This is all thanks to the convenience you gave me.
Although it was a disadvantage, Laplace was able to create new objects thanks to the return of some strength.
Of course, that was not the true personality of Laplace. In any case, the current Laplace is an imaginary being. It was a fragmented part of Laplace.
– Now, there are probably a lot of things you want to ask me, right?
Sumire thought deeply about Laplace’s question. But the first thing I wanted to ask was one thing.
“Go, I want to become stronger!”
In response to Sumire’s question, Laplace sipped his tea cup and belatedly opened his mouth.
– … … That’s my specialty. Okay, how strong do you want to be?
In response to Laplace’s question, Sumire thought of Shin Yusung. In order to stay by Shin Yusung’s side and be helpful as a party, Sumire had to become stronger.
“A precious person… … . “I want to become strong enough to protect it!”
Laplace raised his eyebrows at Sumire’s words.
– Asking an evil witch for the power to protect someone… … . Hehe, really am I… … Would you please grant me such a request?
Sumire nodded firmly to Laplace’s story.
“… … “I think you will listen.”
Sumire’s very serious appearance.
Laplace’s eyes became colder than ever.
– … … good. What is the basis?
The atmosphere is like a sheet of thin ice.
Sumire continued speaking in a calmer and calmer voice than usual.
“Well, I…” … “I studied the outbreak phenomenon at the academy.”
– … … Right. The beginning is quite an interesting story.
“I don’t know why it happened. Monsters from another dimension pouring in through gates or dungeons… … .”
Sumire was a tremendous honor student when it came to handwriting. Her test scores were top-notch, and her personal curiosity required finding an answer, so she always had a book close by.
“But some are intelligent. If beings also appear as bosses… … “They always attack humans.”
-That’s fun.
“… … Ah, the real fear of beings born from Outbreak… … . human. And hostility toward other dimensions.”
Sumire looked straight into Laplace’s eyes.
“… … Isn’t that hostility caused by the Outbreak phenomenon? So, look at Laplace’s personality in the story… … .”
– Is this the real me?
Laplace looked down at Sumire with a kind face.
– But it’s all just your imagination. There are no memories from another dimension in my head.
Laplace was an unrivaled being among the fragments. He was communicative, intelligent, and did not attack humans. So what she said is true. Laplace approached Sumire and lifted the tip of her chin.
– But your reasoning is certainly interesting.
Laplace seemed to like Sumire’s answer.
– good. Hehe, I’ll give you a hint.
Laplace looks down on Sumire with an overbearing stance like a queen. She whispered softly in Sumire’s ear.
– listen carefully. How to awaken the power of convenience… … . … … It is your ■■ heart. got it?
Laplace’s voice is obscured by something and cannot be heard. Laplace looked around at Sumire’s embarrassed appearance.
“this… … . ■ Looks like it’s done.”
Sumire then looked around. The world created by Laplace was gradually collapsing and turning into Sumire’s dormitory.
-■ ■Oh! The more ■■ people ■■ want to become stronger. ■■… … .
Laplace shouted again, but there was already nothing next to Sumire.
What remains is the empty Seven Number dormitory.
Sumire muttered, breaking into a cold sweat.
“… … “Wow, we’re in big trouble.”
Sumire was weak at quizzes.
fantasy,
