“…”
“…”
“…”
Everyone froze as we stared at the T-shaped object that had descended before us. I was certain I had activated [Return], carefully selecting the string of characters that read Amane Satsuki before completing the summon.
But for some reason, countless red error messages had flooded the display midway through the process, forcing the skill to shut down before it could finish. Because of that, it wasn’t difficult to guess who the owner of the highly questionable piece of cloth now lying in front of us was.
“Ahem… Looks like my [Return] kind of failed…”
“Daishi-san, you pervert!!”
“Hogeeeeeh?!”
Before I could even finish my excuse, Mina-chan’s open palm slammed straight into my cheek. To be honest, it didn’t hurt at all. But it felt like I’d been slapped directly across the soul, and an utterly ridiculous noise escaped my mouth.
“Hmm. What an unusually specialized piece of equipment. Is this supposed to be armor? I can’t imagine such thin plating providing any meaningful defense… No, perhaps its resistance to status ailments is exceptional…”
Shion, I really don’t think that’s the kind of equipment that warrants such serious analysis. It’s just a rather… enlightening pair of panties.
And if we’re being honest, your bikini armor isn’t exactly in a position to judge.
| > That’s a pretty daring pair of panties. > Those are Satsuki’s, right? > Fuu > …Fuu > Fuu… > Hey, we’ve got a massive influx of sages over here. lol > There’s no way Satsuki-chan would wear something like that! > She’s a pure and elegant magical swordswoman, damn it! > Haven’t seen a thong in ages. lol > More importantly, why did only the panties come out? > The old man said the summon failed. > Wait, failure is actually possible? lol > I guess the Hero sabotaged it. > Messing with [Return] isn’t exactly easy. > I’ve heard rumors that the Hero can manipulate space-time. > I’ve heard that too. > Me too. |
I’d stopped paying much attention to it lately, but when I casually glanced at the viewer count for the first time in a while, I nearly did a double take. The number had finally crossed the absurd milestone of two million concurrent viewers.
With this many people watching in real time, all kinds of information were inevitably getting mixed together. The comment feed was still racing by like a waterfall, but after dealing with it for so long, I’d apparently gotten a little better at reading it. At the very least, I could now pick out the important bits.
Among the flood of messages, one comment in particular caught my attention—the suggestion that the Hero might be capable of interfering with space-time itself.
If that were true…
“…The Hero interfered.”
“Huh?”
“He stopped [Return] at the exact moment it activated. That’s why only the panties came through…”
“Uh…? Um…”
“And from that fact, we can deduce one thing.”
“Which is?”
“That Satsuki-chan is currently… not wearing any underwear!!”
“Daishi-san, you idiottttt!!”
“Hogeeeeeeeh?!”
Mina-chan followed up with a second slap, this time striking the opposite cheek from before.
Hey! I was just organizing the facts here!
“Idiot! Pervert! Harasser! Dirty old man! Creep!”
“W-Wait! I was only analyzing the situation—”
“So this Satsuki person belongs to the no-underwear faction? What a shameless individual.”
“…Good grief.”
These people…
They’re such a pain in the assssssss!!!
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Satsuki Amane’s POV
H-Huh…?
I, Satsuki Amane, had been staring blankly at Hero Soma as he furiously manipulated his terminal while muttering curses under his breath when, for some reason, I suddenly felt the restraint around my lower body loosen.
W-Wait… what? Why??
The familiar sensation of my favorite garment snug against my skin vanished. In an instant, I realized that the layer cushioning my skin from the Element Suit’s pants—my underwear—was simply… gone. Thinking back on it, though, there had been a strange feeling just before this happened.
That sensation of being pulled toward something.
Right. It felt very similar to what I’d experienced when Daishi-san and I were exploring the Beginner Dungeon and the Space-Time Rabbit had sent me flying through space. For a brief moment, that same sensation had washed over me.
“Hey, Amane! What the hell is up with that old man?!”
“Huh? What do you mean…?”
“Don’t give me that ‘what do you mean’ question! None of my traps are working on him, and he even activated a space-time skill! I managed to stop that part somehow, but still… isn’t that old man way too much of a monster?!”
Hero Soma kept glancing at his terminal as he monitored every move Daishi-san made.
Apparently, surveillance cameras had been installed throughout the modified floors of the Nether-Class Dungeon he’d tampered with, allowing him to watch everything Daishi-san and the others were doing on the second basement level.
As for the space-time skill he mentioned…
Was he talking about [Return], the skill Daishi-san had used?
He never let me see the terminal screen, so I couldn’t really understand what exactly had shocked him so much.
“Just listening to your side of things doesn’t tell me anything. At least let me see the screen on that terminal—mmph!”
Once again, a filthy hand clamped over my mouth.
“Shut it! You only need to tell me exactly what you’ve personally experienced. I’ll handle the analysis and draw my own conclusions. Got it?!”
After threatening me, he released my mouth with a rough shove.
For now, the only way to protect myself was to obey his orders completely. Lying would only shorten my lifespan. Honestly, I intended to tell Hero Soma everything I knew about Daishi-san. As long as I stayed alive, another opportunity would come.
No more asking questions. I would focus solely on answering what I was asked.
“A mere priest… Damn! I need to remind him that no matter what he does, he’ll never defeat a Hero…”
The grin spreading across Hero Soma’s face was so wicked that I instinctively felt a chill shoot through my entire lower body.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeneijiworks.com
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