The Super Power Traverser of the Peaceful World

.... This is the journey from ordinary to extraordinary.

Originally, the less mature old book "Salvation of the Templar"

Introduction: The star spirit templar who died in the final battle came to the academy city, and was reborn as a human being.

This is not understood nor affirmed, the templar in self-exile, pursuing the journey of redemption.

"Infinite Doomsday Comes" "Templar Redemption"

Chapter 7 Are you really a beast?

"—You, you, you! Why are you here!" Tongsu Mafuyu, who also remembered An Luo's appearance and couldn't hide his surprise, slowly raised his hand, pointing at him and exclaiming in disbelief: "Could it be that Are you... a stalker?! You found me just after I moved?!"

"...Who is a stalker? Even if you are a teacher, it would be too impolite to say so? By the way, did you move to hide from me? Why? I didn't do anything and kindly sent you home! You should be grateful to me."

At first, An Luo wanted to say something else, but at the moment when he was regarded as a stalker, he couldn't help but immediately refuted it back, and wanted to complain about why it took so long to move. Anyway, this action is too slow, right?And obviously he moved here first, if it is a stalker, he was also being followed.

But his justification also made Tongsu Mafuyu gnashing his teeth angrily: "Grateful? You are the only one who is grateful to me for not calling the police. You obviously got me wet! You even took off my clothes!"

"Untied your clothes...?"

The inexplicable accusation made An Luo a little confused. It is no accident that he got wet all over and it should be hot from sleeping together. So what happened to unbuttoning his clothes?

He thought back to what happened last summer.Searching through the vast amount of memory carefully, it suddenly occurred to me that the buttons on Kirisu Mafuyu's jacket at that time seemed to be broken?

If there is no accident, it should be torn off and damaged when he crawled out from under her, and he is not obliged to repair the clothes of this meddling teacher... and he also does not have that kind of tailoring skills, But this seems to have created some strange misunderstanding...

But if you think about it from a normal point of view, there is nothing strange about an adolescent boy who intentionally gets others drunk and can't control his desire to attack a drunk beauty. It can even be said that it is a normal development.

But he was eager to satisfy his desire for sleep at that time, and he didn't have the leisure to do that kind of thing at all. In addition, Kirisu Mafuyu would get drunk so easily, which itself was beyond his expectations, and it was definitely not his original intention.

"An Luo... Are you really a beast?" Megumi hugged Dominosuke expressionlessly, and quietly took two steps back.

This seemingly subconscious behavior made An Luo feel extremely hurt: "What is true? Is this how you see me?!"

"Is not it?"

"Isn't that weird?! Touch your conscience, did I do anything to you before!?"

"That's because you are afraid of my power as the Crimson Demon!" Huihui said seriously.

These words made An Luo's mouth twitch and he was speechless for a while, and then his dissatisfaction disappeared. He just looked at her with gentle eyes, but this change of attitude made Huihui dissatisfied: "Hey! What are you doing? What look?"

"It's nothing, it's just a feeling... You really said something, it's quite impossible."

While speaking, An Luo carefully looked at Ling Huihui's delicate face, which was quite popular in junior high school and even high school, and whispered in a sigh: "Sure enough, no matter how good-looking your face is, it's secondary. Character and mind are the most important things."

"Hey, what do you mean by that!"

"Literally."

"Very good, I've said it before, right? The Crimson Demon's national character is that anyone who seeks a quarrel is willing to accompany them. Let's go downstairs and solve the problem." Megumin directly threw away poor Dominosuke and pulled Holding his hand, trying to take him downstairs.

"No, who would go to the street to quarrel with little loli?"

"...Little, little loli...?"

Huihui seemed to have been hit by a critical blow, and she stood there dumbfounded, losing her soul.

It was at this time that Mafuyu Kirisu, who had been ignored, interrupted the conversation, frowned slightly and looked at Huihui and asked, "A question, are the Crimson Demons a minority in... where?"

"No, she's only 14 years old, you understand?"

"14 years old?"

"The second grade of junior high school, you can understand it as the second grade of junior high school."

"Secondary two? Ah, I see... I understand."

After thinking for a while in confusion, Kirisu Mafuyu naturally thought of the past, about the behavior of boys in the class in junior high school, and then nodded with a sudden realization, and the eyes he looked at Megumin became gentle with An Luo just now. .

"—No, don't look at me like that!"

Unable to bear the sight full of "understanding" and "caring", Huihui ran into the room with a loud yell, and closed the door with a "Boom!", just hid in her room and fell into her own closed state.

...............

In the spacious aisle, after losing a little loli, there is still a beautiful teacher who is on high alert, and a teenager whose face is almost written with innocence.

The two confronted each other wordlessly for a while, and An Luo organized his words. In order to clear up the misunderstanding, he said: "Mr. Mafuyu, is it okay to call him that? Actually..."

"—refusal, no way."

"... You, are you often said to be difficult to approach?"

"Meddle in your own business, long-winded!"

"Okay, let's continue with what I just wanted to say," An Luo, who had long been used to being targeted with this attitude, simply ignored her words and continued. Said: "Actually, Comrade Mafuyu, you should reflect on your own problems. Why do you get drunk after taking a sip of wine?"

"Disrespectful! Calling elders so casually, and...you forced me to drink!"

"It's an inducement, I haven't forced you... at most it's persuasion." In the middle of speaking, after turning his head and whispering some key content, An Luo complained instead: "You may feel that you are a victim. people, but the actual victim is me, okay?"

"Impossible! Liar!"

"What did I lie to you for?? Who do you think carried you back after you were drunk? Is it easy for me in the middle of the night! And your house is so messy, when I go in behind your back, I will give you back that room The rubbish was thrown all over the ground and I almost died, okay! The most important thing is that the one under you fell asleep, but you woke up with the sudden heat! Do you understand my anger and despair at that time?! Do you think I took advantage of it? Did you fall asleep rubbing your breasts? How is that possible?! It was just that when I crawled out from under you, I accidentally damaged your clothes. You thought I would fall in love with you, Obasan (aunt) Is it? I like beautiful girls!"

Chapter 8 The beauty of the iceberg collapsed

"—Ou, Obasan...!?"

"Yes! Obasan! Is there any problem!"

"...Hehehe...hehehe..."

Faced with An Luo's bloody and tearful accusation, Kirisu Mafuyu let out a piercing laugh with his face downcast, his hands also slowly dropped, and then...

Before she, who was about to blacken, could take any action, the books she was holding fell to the ground one step ahead, and the foot of one of the books happened to hit her instep, causing her to tremble violently. He immediately lifted it up, his fisted fingers loosened and kept trembling, and his expression became very exciting.

"——Pfft...!" An Luo, who noticed that Mafuyu Kirisu had been smashed by his own book, covered his mouth reflexively to prevent himself from laughing, and tried to suppress the smile while pointing at her feet, holding back He asked with a smile, "That...are you okay?"

".....perfectly..! No problem....!"

Because the high heels couldn't provide any defense, Kirsu Mafuyu, who was so painful that the corners of his eyes overflowed with tears, pursed his lips hard and responded with a distorted smile.

"It doesn't look like that at all, it's better to say that it hurts just looking at it."

"have a finger in the pie!"

"Aren't you crying in pain?"

"have a finger in the pie!"

"It's really a dead duck with a hard mouth, not like an adult at all."

An Luo, who only thought it was funny, because the other party explained the bad luck of shooting himself in the foot, and the previous complaints were also relieved, so he just sighed, and simply went back to the room and ignored her.

................

Mafuyu Kirisu, who was in excruciating pain on the spot, couldn't help but threw himself onto the guardrail the moment An Luo closed the door, and immediately supported the guardrail with both hands to prevent himself from falling down. He frowned and kept falling because of the pain While sucking in the air-conditioning, he couldn't stop muttering: "Mistake, big mistake...moved to the next door to that guy, and was seen by that guy...shame, shame...! "

After thinking about it for a while, she felt that the pain in her feet had disappeared a lot, and her spirit had almost stabilized... or after she was forced to accept the truth, she opened the door with an extremely depressed mood. He passed the door of the apartment that happened to be next door to An Luo's.

Due to the different types of apartments, her apartment only has one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom. The bedroom and living room are connected together without walls. It is much smaller than An Luo's, but it is more than enough for one person.

But before the door was closed... the next door just changed into casual clothes, and An Luo, who hadn't even tied his belt, heard a heavy muffled sound from the next door, and the sound of something collapsing.

"...that teacher, what is he doing?"

An Luo thought for a while in confusion, threw the belt on the bed, and walked out of the room. In the corridor, he came to the door next door where there was nothing written on the number plate. He was about to knock but found that Mafuyu Kirisu seemed too light when he fell back. Yes, the gate was only ajar and failed to close.

After all, he used to take a bath in Kirisu Mafuyu's room, so An Luo didn't have much thought of respecting privacy, and just pushed open the door to see what was going on inside.

Into the eyes.....It is full of pictures that he can't help but feel nostalgic for.

This is different from his apartment, the living room and bedroom are integrated, and the bed at the end can be seen from the entrance.

And the bed still has no girlish atmosphere, pure white sheets and pillows, matched with the same monotonous pure blue sheets, the only colorful thing on it is probably the pink underwear that was randomly thrown on the bed.

Compared with the previous living room, although it is more spacious, it is still surrounded by large garbage bags as in the past. There are also a large number of messy pots and pans in the sink. The entrance seems to have become a utility room in a bookstore. Filled with lots of books.

And the owner of this room, for some reason, fell to the ground, trembling with his back against the wall, with a lot of books piled up on his body, and an open copy of "The Hegemony of Modern Europe" on his head.

"No matter how many times you look at it, this room is very spectacular... No, it should be heroic, right?"

As if re-enacting a picture deep in his memory, An Luo scanned around full of nostalgia, and finally looked at Mafuyu Kirisu who was shrinking with his eyes closed and holding the books on both sides of his head with both hands.

He thought that no matter how strange this strange woman behaved, he would not be surprised anymore, but... now he found that he was still too young.

"...Is this book a different kind of helmet?"

"—Help, save me...!"

The next moment he heard An Luo's voice, Kirisu Mafuyu almost didn't even think about it, and let out a mournful cry for help.

Most men would not ignore the request of a beautiful woman, but An Luo glanced at the room and noticed the cockroaches in the sink. Reminiscent of Baiyin Yuhang's exaggerated screams compared to Baiyingui, he basically guessed that it was just cockroaches caused problems only, and then...

"I refuse." An Luo refused without thinking, turned around and waved: "That's it, goodbye."

Although he is not afraid of bugs, he doesn't like to deal with them. At the same time, he is unlucky every time he meets Mafuyu Kirisu, so he doesn't want to cause trouble. After confirming that it's not a big deal, he has the foresight and doesn't plan to have anything to do with her.

"——No, don't go!" Before An Luo walked out of the gate, Kirisu Mafuyu had already pounced on him, grabbing his pants without the slightest appearance of an iceberg beauty, pleading tearfully: "I can do whatever you want ! The excessive things you did to me in the past! I won't care about them anymore! As long as... as long as you..."

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me go! Also, can I make it clear to you in advance that what you said was nothing but slander. I may have made a mistake that night, but you are not responsible at all? Stop pestering me!"

"Reject, refuse!" Mafuyu Kirisu, who shook his head like a rattle, held him firmly with his lips pursed: "Because——you will definitely leave me alone!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Why did I stay?"

...............

After all, the other party is a woman, and An Luo, who in principle does not use violence against women unless necessary, wants to push the other party away from his legs, but Kirisu Mafuyu's fear of cockroaches exceeds his imagination, so he simply She hugged his thigh and kept shaking her head for fear of being left in this room.

People who don't know think that there are not cockroaches, but extremely dangerous terrorists. Otherwise, how could Kirisu Mafuyu be scared like this?

Chapter 9 Social Death

Just as An Luo and Kirisu Mafuyu were arguing endlessly about the cockroach, a girl's unbelievable voice suddenly came from the aisle.

"—Brother An Luo... what are you doing?"

The unfortunate premonition was right, An Luo stopped his movements, turned his head stiffly like a rusty robot, and looked at the silver-haired man who was standing in the corridor with his handbag dropped on the ground, looking at him with extreme disappointment. girl.