It Became a Time-Stop Slit-Eye

64. Nice to meet you!

-I’ve been watching you for a long time. Your noble personality and knowledge, charismatic eyes, cheerfulness and sociability that never loses a smile, everything about you makes my heart flutter……

The phrase on the letter paper was a love letter itself that could be written by a girl in love.

Someone seems to really love me.

It was elaborate and elaborate enough to be mistaken at first glance, but the true meaning was revealed when the spell was secretly performed on the typeface above the letter.

─Choong(中央), Heavenly Emperor(天帝), Sado(使徒)

A central point in the middle of all four directions.

Lord of the Sky.

Again, a servant with a sacred duty.

A phrase like an enigma hidden in the stationery, with an incomprehensible reason.

Once I found that phrase, my heart, which had been dull for a while, started pounding.

It wasn’t that I had a particular taste for being tossed around by feelings of love, or that I liked riddles.

“Hmm, you’re finally here.”

This is a kind of Easter egg.

It is a tangential signal that comes when you have a certain skill or position in this world.

I wasn’t prepared enough to need outside help, but I had a desire to meet at least once out of personal curiosity.

As you progress through later episodes, people related to gods appear beyond mere yokai.

─Cheonje(天帝), Sado(使徒)

It was an invitation from a person related to the god of the sky.

***

‘My condition is not bad.’

No, it’s rather good.

I felt like I could fly because my body was so light.

Since Shiki, our only opponent, is on the same team, this is an opportunity given to us by heaven.

Kenichi thought as he moved to the sector where the javelin throw was held.

‘…… I passed the test, so I have to make up for my image at least in a place like this-‘

He was already convinced before the game even started.

I have no enemies here.

If there was anyone who could match him fighting monsters with a sword at the level of a high school student, that would be absolutely ridiculous.

“I am the ruler of the battlefield.”

Therefore, Kenichi Kitagawa, Class 1 A, confidently announced his aspirations.

This is not a bluff, only the truth. It is the result of this match that was determined from long ago.

However, the receptionist right next to him looked strangely at Kenichi, who was giggling and muttering.

…… What is it, a belated secondary illness?

It seemed like a serious patient to talk about the ruler of the battlefield with glaring eyes.

The facilitator diligently recited the safety rules even though he felt uncomfortable.

“…… I made the tip blunt, but it can still be a weapon, so please be careful not to throw it out of the lane.”

“mmm, I see.”

“… ….”

No matter how you look at it, you look like a crazy student.

The host was worried all over again.

Once or not, the game progressed gradually, and soon Kenichi’s turn came.

-Red team, Kenichi Kitagawa!

The name was called through the broadcast speaker, and this served as an opportunity to inspire Kenichi’s motivation.

‘…… They’re calling me.’

Nangro 17 years old, Kitagawa Kenichi.

It was a time when the desire for recognition was in full swing, and it was youth.

Unlike usual, he stood in front of Lane holding a blunt spear, not a sword.

“Are you ready?”

When the host asked with a worried expression, Kenichi confidently nodded his head.

He held the spear over his shoulder.

In fact, he didn’t know how to handle a spear, let alone a javelin.

– Hold it like this.

I was only checked by Shiki for a while before going to the athletic festival.

Although they usually quarrel, Kenichi had no doubts about Shiki’s teachings.

Thus, I was more confident.

The main character of today’s match will be himself.

-…… Hmmm, you might want to loosen up a bit.

That said Ichimaru Shiki.

If you put your heart into it, you’ll get overwhelming results, so throw it while relaxing.

Well, if he, who was half-transcended human, put all his energy into it, strange results would come out.

Because I don’t want to be caught by the FBI in the US and subjected to human experimentation.

‘Well, I wonder if this is enough.’

Kitagawa Kenichi roughly adjusted the strength of his hand holding the spear.

At the same time, a referee outside the lane was seen raising a flag.

Kenichi immediately jumped up and let go of the spear thanks to the speed that at first glance exceeded the level of a high school student.

Pain—!

Somehow, it sounded like that.

The host looked up at the window flying in the sky, thinking that it seemed to be faster than expected, as befits the phrase ‘the ruler of war’.

It’s almost time to fall……

“…… Uh?”

No, something flew very, very far.

The spear soaring high into the sky reached a height that easily exceeded the school building, and only then began to tilt its head toward the ground.

Shuuu—The violently dropped spear soon stuck to the ground, bringing silence to the hall.

The referee with his eyes wide open ran to measure the record. Results were delivered soon.

— … 9, 97M! A whopping 97 meters came out!

Something astounding results.

I don’t know, but I think it came out well.

Just when Kenichi was feeling proud, Hotaru ran up to him with a shocked expression and shouted at him.

“Ke, Kenichi! I am only 1 meter away from the world record!”

“…… Uhm?”

“It’s unofficial, but it’s a new record in Japan!”

“… ….”

After staring at Hotaru for a while, Kenichi felt as if he had been covered with cold water and carefully turned his head.

Everyone who met his gaze was looking at him with a shocked expression.

Clap clap clap, even the murder tank teacher Baki Yamamoto clapped his hands with a thrilled expression.

“…… You all had a plan.”

Kenichi thought as he swallowed dry saliva.

‘…… Shiki.’

I think I’m f*cked.

***

“Oh, move it here.”

Around the time I heard cheers from over there.

Sento frowned and moved the broadcasting device under the tent in the playground.

I strengthened my strength with witchcraft, but it was just as annoying.

Suppressing her desire to throw everything away, she carefully placed her device on her table.

“…… Are you done?”

“Thank you. I live thanks to you.”

…… Yes, what kind of crime can there be against inanimate broadcasting materials and broadcasting staff who express their gratitude?

Those in charge of broadcasting her tournament only showed her smile and smile, unaware of any circumstances to her helping them.

‘It seems to be retaliatory.’

Sento broke his joints in his neck, thinking about his superiors in the student council.

The student council president of Karakura High School, Minami Tokito.

She was originally a member of the library committee, and the reason why she willingly participated in her work, who only participated in class meetings, was all thanks to the student council president who was like the sky.

‘Ms. Sento. The playground seems to be short on hands. Can you help me?’

Why is it all about yourself?

Isn’t it because you rejected the introduction of Ichimaru Shiki just a while ago?

I had such a reasonable doubt, but it was hard to refuse the offer.

[Participation event – Women’s tug of war ]

I applied for only one team event because it was annoying, but I never thought that would hold her back.

She did not worry about losing her public image.

If you pretend to help with school work, you’ll be busy.

‘…… But really something happens.’

Well, that’s over now, though.

Perhaps she didn’t have enough conscience to drive her work to her, who was thin on the surface, and didn’t have much material to transfer.

As she lifts and moves with enhanced muscle strength, the situation is different at the end.

“Shall we go back?”

Wood Deuk─.

Shaking her head, Sento Sawamura glared at the school building with her bloody aura.

The student council room in the central hallway on the 3rd floor of the main building.

This was the place where the boss who gave me the job – the student council president was there.

***

Attracted by the invitation to the shoe store, I moved on.

Discover hidden keywords, not phrases disguised as fresh love letters.

I climbed the stairs of the school one by one, and opened the door of its own stately style.

“hahahaha, nice to meet you!”

Then, what appeared in front of my eyes was the student council room with an antique interior.

Again, it was only one person.

A woman in a school uniform with bobbed green hair and her eyes narrowed very narrowly smiled and held out her hand.

“Hello, this is Minami Tokito.”

The student council president of Karakura High School.

I firmly grasped the hand of Minami Tokito, who seemed like a nice person.

Aside from her main characters, she doesn’t really care about them, but she knows them as well as she does.

“Whoops, this is Ichimaru Shiki.”

Her status as the school’s student council president is not just because Minami Tokito is a celebrity.

Before coming to this world, Minami was a named character in the game.

A messenger of God who suddenly reveals his identity in the middle and late episodes.

A member of one of the two factions whose potential was not fully grasped even in Chapter 8 after a hundred attempts.

He is the one who sent me the invitation.

“I wanted to meet you before I heard that you are a good person, but now I see you again!”

“Oh, it’s so embarrassing that you put a gold frame on her face as soon as we met!”

I grabbed the student president’s hand and shook his hand as I held onto it with the momentum that I wouldn’t let go.

Minami also waved her hand fervently with a sullen smile.

It seemed like they both wanted to meet each other.

“Since you came after seeing the invitation I sent you, there is nothing to be ashamed of.”

It was Minami who let go of her hand first.

She brought her hand to her chest and introduced herself again as she bowed like a gentleman.

The sullen smile grew thicker.

“The commander of the 2nd riot squad at the shrine, Minami Tokito.”

The Shinto shrine, a force that intervenes in the story only when it reaches the level of world destruction.

As an armed force under the direct control of the emperor and one of the links with the world, she greeted with a smile.

“Nice to meet you, White Yacha.”