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"I'm sorry, but please hang in there a little longer."

Just as Sukuna was about to approach the Black Hole, Hikigaya ruthlessly blasted it back with a fire spell.

this moment.

Su Nuo's eyes are dead.

In an instant, hundreds of sword lights flashed by, and he disintegrated, transforming into countless free little sprites that scattered. But as soon as they scattered, they grew smaller and smaller in the next sword light, until they disappeared into the air.

The swordsman didn't even glance at him, walked past him, and stepped into the dark cavity.

"Won!"

With a firm resolve, Hikigaya plunged headfirst into the dark chamber.

......

real world.

"Wow, a big fish!"

Over the forest.

Beneath the pitch-black, lightless circle.

A huge bag covered in runes was placed below, and as the spellcasters fell down, they closed their eyes and fell peacefully into it, like fish caught in a net.

"What a great harvest, what a great harvest!"

Ross the fly rubbed his hands together, grinning so wide it looked like someone wanted to tear his mouth off.

Well done.

Hikigaya, Kazuma...

Besides the five things he had planned to eat, he also lured so many good things into his belly.

As a courier, I've exceeded expectations in fulfilling my mission.

P.S.: I probably won't finish writing this, I'll post it tomorrow. I'll adjust it then, and we can post them together.

Volume 1: Chapter 93 Kurumi Tokisaki: The Omnipotent Wishing Machine, Here I Come!

"Universe Superman, open your eyes! I am Shafulin."

A solemn and dignified voice, filled with a sense of justice and holiness, echoed.

"The universe is facing unprecedented darkness, and we must unite! Open your eyes, cosmic superheroes!"

Cosmic Superman?

Am I actually the embodiment of light? A super soldier maintaining peace in the universe?

Is Captain Zoffy transferring light power to me right now?

It really does have a warm and cozy feeling.

Hachiman's eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened them, followed by a sharp scream.

"My eyes... my eyes!"

Light!

The light is so blinding, it's going to blind him!

"See, I told you he was still alive!"

The voice instantly became lazy and cheerful.

yes.....

Hachiman blinked rapidly, and only after realizing there was no trap did he slowly open his eyes.

Then I saw Kazuma, Ayanokouji, and that familiar face.

Hachiman Hikigaya's eyes widened in terror, his body trembled, and he instinctively wanted to shout: Run!

He flipped off the coffee table in an instant, sprang up like a spring, and instantly shot to the entrance of the hall. Almost at the same time, the incantation was uttered, the magic was prepared, and a swirling wind had already swept around him.

But Rother simply said, "Sit down."

He fell down on his backside, sat there with his eyes wide open, and his courage to run away vanished instantly.

Everywhere I looked, people were saying: "Wow, the swordsman commander spoke!"

But he reacted quickly.

It speaks, and its eyes are full of joy, not that mechanical indifference?

Is he the officer?

He is back!!

Hachiman immediately relaxed, feeling a long-lost sense of peace. His eyes welled up with tears as he leaned on the table, sniffing the air.

Ah, this is the pure smell of methanol.

Ah, this light, this water, this smell of home.

Just as he was about to walk away and feel the familiar environment of the store, he realized something was wrong.

He slowly lowered his head.

I saw a pair of tiny feet, about the size of a baby's.

Yes, his upper body is that of a boy, but his lower body is less than 30 centimeters long, making him no more than two years old.

No wonder he fell to the ground as soon as he put down the coffee table.

The short, delicate legs of a one- or two-year-old toddler are certainly not enough to support the weight of a teenager.

besides.......

Why did you put me on the coffee table? My back and waist feel like they're falling apart. Is this how you treat your savior?

Hikigaya propped himself up and glared menacingly at Commander Rosser... and Kazuma beside him.

"Kazuma, don't tell me I have to wait for my lower body to grow up!!"

"Guess why I only open one eye?"

Kazuma said expressionlessly.

hemp eggs.

The mismatched eyes are so ugly, and one eye is so intelligent and clever, while the other is as innocent as a baby.

"Ayanokouji..."

Hikigaya was aggressive again, and then he saw Ayanokoji with dark lips, sunken eyes, and a listless expression.

He'd seen plenty of genuine people, but this was the first time he'd ever met someone so evasive.

Uh, it seems like the other person's kidneys were ripped out by Kazuma, and now they're probably the kidneys of a toddler who's not even two years old.

Suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, and the expression turned sympathetic.

Some things you can do without, but you can't live without.

Then he immediately spotted the black stick-like object in Rosser's hand.

That's a super-powerful flashlight with over 3000 lumens.

He just thought he'd run into Captain Zoffy, and was almost blinded by the light...

"Sir, don't tell me the light I just felt was..."

Hikigaya was filled with grief and indignation.

How can you treat a hero who just saved his comrades—no, the world—and is still recovering from serious injuries like this? Doesn't your conscience hurt, sir?

Looking at Hachiman, who seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation and growth, and his short legs.

Rother felt his conscience, which had led him to leave home, was packing its bags and wanting to come back.

With a slap that sent his conscience flying, Rosser couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Tell me, didn't I transmit light to you? And it woke you up right away."

Did you wake me up?

Okay, I shouldn't have had any expectations of my superiors.

Hikigaya looked up at the sky, then asked, "What about that warm feeling I just felt?"

"Eh?"

Kazuma paused for a moment, then blurted out, "Oh my god, my Chinese hot pot!"

He rushed over and took out his hot pot from a hidden compartment in the coffee table.

"Thank goodness, it wasn't overcooked."

Kazuma quickly placed the hot pot on the coffee table: "Everyone's here now, come and eat."

Rosser immediately leaned back on the sofa, waiting for dinner to be served.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji went to get the bowls and chopsticks.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there."

"Then I'll wipe the table."

Yotsuya Mitsuko whispered.

The second floor.

Toyokawa Shoko hurriedly came down.

She can't find a job easily now, and every meal she cooks is precious. Poor Xiaoxiang's savings have now fallen below 100,000 yen, making her the poorest person in the entire agency.

And today's hot pot even has top-quality beef!

Kazuma finally realized what was going on and gave Hikigaya an awkward smile: "Um... I couldn't find the lid, so I used the coffee table to cover it up. There are also pig's feet inside, you know, they need to be stewed until tender."

Shouldn't the pig's trotters be stewed until very tender before adding them to the soup?

They're all scum!

Hikigaya touched the burn on his back, sighed, looked up at the sky, then pushed himself up with his hand, did a graceful spin, and sat down in Ayanokouji's seat.

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

......

"So, we really have to grow little by little on our own?"

He took a bite of beef and said bitterly to himself.

Wouldn't that mean being a three-inch-tall person for seven or eight years?

He was only a little over 1.7 meters tall, between Kazuma and Ayanokouji, and now he was two heads shorter than Kazuma.

So Kazuma, you damn well better not come any closer!!!

Hikigaya glared at Kazuma, who had come over to compare his height with him.

Kazuma silently stepped back, and when he came to his senses, he quietly moved closer again, contentedly enjoying the height difference.

Hikigaya raised his middle finger.

"After all, it was that kind of swordsmanship. Of the three of you, you were the most seriously injured, having taken at least three sword strikes."

Although it wasn't a direct hit, the sword intent lingered, so it could only transfer to your two legs and then cut them off.

Moreover, the new leg must be completely unrelated to the original one, otherwise the sword scar will reappear.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have two short legs now, but a small head.

Rosser smiled.