Clip exposure, the savior Kamijou Touma

“Hey, hey, hey, why would I do this to A-Kami? Don’t cartoons always have those clips where the bewitched friends wake up in front of the protagonist’s sincere friendship?”

Then, the video shows Kamijou Touma searching for something, and then he is stabbed by a sharp weapon, and sees this scene of Mr. Xiaomeng behind him...

Tsukie Xiaomeng's eyes, which had already turned red, suddenly began to ooze out tears as she looked at this scene and thought about Touma's situation. After answering the call from Kamijou's parents, she immediately responded and walked out of the room.

"Kamijo-san is right. I wonder how painful it must be for Touma to see these scenes! As a teacher, I should calm him down!"

And in the video, the scene appeared again——

When the parent in the video appeared on the big screen, with his wrists shackled, and calmly said, "My son should be judged, and then he will judge us. I hope he will be punished." This is definitely not what a parent would say.

In front of the screen, Kamijou Toya, the father, could no longer maintain his twitching expression, and angrily threw all the cursed objects and vessels that he treasured to the ground.

He hurriedly tried to call Touma, but no one answered. Without even thinking, he immediately booked a flight to Academy City.

As parents, they really couldn't bear to watch this story. When they saw the teacher Tsukie Komoe holding up a kitchen knife and walking towards Kamijou Touma, the scene came to an end...

After a light sound.

The edited images are seamlessly integrated.

"In the end, does anyone really see you for who you are?"

Then, Othinus whispered in a pleasant tone.

She crouched beside the fallen Kamijou, looking down at the boy's face like a child who had spotted a rare insect crawling.

"I used the 'spear' to gather my power as a 'demon god' and created a world with different 'perspectives'. One side of you is a hero, and the other side is the embodiment of destruction... But, so what? If people can understand you correctly, maybe someone will come to save you."

Time seemed to have stopped.

No, perhaps the "here" where Othinus is is out of time.

For example, this could be a daydream or a revolving door.

“No matter how many people surround you, no one is willing to look at you carefully. They just assume that ‘he must be this kind of person’ based on the name ‘Kamijo Touma’, his appearance, and his actions. That’s why I can simply manipulate the impression and play with the direction of ‘opinion’.”

Othinus ignored Teacher Komoe who raised the kitchen knife and continued speaking.

"I say, is it really necessary to do this?"

As if confirming something.

It was as if he was reconfirming something that had already been extremely clear.

"Is all this worth risking one's life to protect? After all, you are just different individuals."

"..."

Hear this.

The fallen Kamijou moved his eyes slightly.

Do not know why.

He regained the strength to send words from his lips.

"……Have."

"?"

"...Even so, all of this is still worth protecting."

No matter how many tragedies you suffer, as long as there is a chance to stand up again, it's fine. Even if you are a person whose relationships are twisted and hatred is intertwined, and who believes that he will never be able to embark on the road to happiness, there should be a choice that allows him to solve these problems.

Kamijou Touma thus transcended many events.

He saw with his own eyes the people who had seen the light of day again.

However, this time it was Kamijou's turn to struggle.

Perhaps he is the culprit who created this kind of world.

However, as long as you endure and make up for it, you should be prepared to move forward.

for sure.

Can be restored to its original state.

That doesn't make sense.

"I see."

Othinus chuckled.

The smile was dark and deep.

"You seem like a stupid ingredient that doesn't notice how hot the water is even if you throw it into a pot and cook it... I originally thought that the biggest enemy was the immutability of the 'right hand', but it seems that there are other obstacles - although this is really boring and makes people feel that it is too stupid to take it seriously. In this case, I will enjoy it in a different way."

"……what you up to……?"

The question went unanswered.

The girl known as the Devil was just snapping her fingers in a pretentious manner.

Followed by.

Time returned to normal, and Yueyong Xiaomeng swung the kitchen knife in her hand with force.

Then, it’s a new cycle.

This worldview.

Everything is completely different from before.

Funny and witty best friends, slightly ambiguous youth life, and kindness from all sides.

The world line changed in the blink of an eye, and the situation unexpectedly became exceptionally easy.

Could it be that Othinus actually found that there was no way to influence Kamijou Touma's will, so he gave up in the final round of competition? ?

In a corner of the classroom that was shrouded in dusk, a young boy was sitting on a chair.

At the very side and corner of the classroom.

No one noticed him, and even seeing him alone was not surprising.

he--

The lonely Kamijou Touma was trembling all over.

“…Then…what’s going on…?”

Someone is at the center of the circle.

Someone Kamijou Touma doesn't know, calling himself "Kamijo Touma".

None of the people forming the circle felt anything was wrong.

Even though the difference is so huge.

It is obvious that the two people look completely different, including in height and weight, and even their facial features and hair color cannot be mistaken, but no one realizes it!

"Nothing happened."

The girl's voice came.

The voice came from the classroom desk. The blindfolded "Demon" was sitting there, legs crossed elegantly, looking like a "female teacher" who only appeared in dreams.

“This is the daily life of the so-called Kamijou Touma, right? Don’t you remember it?”

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

"To those guys, it could be anyone."

Othinus said this, his tone as if he was carefully teaching a rebellious student.

On the blackboard behind her, words written in chalk appeared automatically.

A and B.

Just these two English letters.

"You have expanded your social circle by meeting some people in the past and solving their problems. Although these actions are ridiculous from God's perspective, they may be commendable from a human perspective."

"..."

“But, to be honest, this trust is all because ‘they got help’, right? ‘As long as they got help’, it doesn’t matter who comes, right? As long as someone else ‘lends a hand’ on your behalf, their trust and goodwill will turn to that person. Anyone can be ‘Kamijo Touma’, even if that person is a fat uncle or a withered old man… What’s wrong? Do you think you are the only authentic version in the world, and no one else can draw these processes except you?”

Othinus twirled his index finger.

“No one is watching you.”

The chalk danced along her fingers.

"No one will be bothered by your absence."

There is a big X drawn on the A on the blackboard.

B was trapped.

"As long as they gather people who can solve the problem, their world will run on its own. You actually think that you can entrust your life to such a relationship... What a shame. Your value is only this much, just like a battery that will be replaced when the energy is exhausted. No one cares about the appearance and personal characteristics of the battery. And to be honest, batteries alone can't do anything. They are useless."

The hair is creepy.

…Kamijo Touma couldn’t even feel the natural chill.

The world seems so far away, and reality feels so elusive.

I was supposed to be sitting on a chair, but I found that even my feet were not stable.

"So, I said this 'before', right?"

The female teacher who gave a lecture on the end of the world said so.

"Why would people be so obsessed with something like this that they would risk their lives over and over again? As long as it's something that can help them, even if it's just a piece of chewing gum spit out on the road, they will mechanically worship it."

After a while.

Kamijou Touma remained silent.

He silently looked at the empty classroom and the rows of desks and chairs that had become unfamiliar.

The scene before me seemed extremely empty.

It is colder than a planet whose surface has been completely turned into a desert due to reckless development and environmental destruction.

There is no sense of redemption or nourishment.

Maybe I can survive in this world.

But I don't see the appeal of doing so.

"Aren't you still giving up?"

Othinus, who was still sitting on the desk with his feet up, asked slowly.

"But if you change your 'perspective', hell will easily reveal itself. If you still want to say those nice words, I can accompany you, but what awaits you ahead is only a brighter darkness! Sooner or later, you will collapse because of the path you have taken."

"… What if I deny it?"

Kamijou Touma whispered.

"No matter what anyone says, this is still my world. This is something I have kept. It may be just a small decoration to the guy called the 'Demon God', but it is very valuable to me."

"is it?"

At the same time the voice sounded.

A spear appeared in Othinus's hand as if by magic.

"As long as I have this thing, I can do whatever I want."

"..."

"This world is so simple. As long as I act, it will be as you see. Reorganizing everything is as easy as pulling a dove out of a hat after counting one, two, three. Because I am God."

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm waiting for you to despair."

“Why? You can make as many new Kamijou Touma as you want.”

"What's the point of creating a new doll? To be honest, the new doll itself is innocent, right? Something made by a god like me cannot be charged with the sin of 'disobeying a god like me'."

The blonde girl said softly.

There was a gleam of pleasure in her one eye.