I could manage as long as I went back to the present world and sought refuge with my master. No matter how strong these girls were, they weren’t a match for the pathetic four-hundred-and-twenty-year-old who had gained her strength in exchange for tranquility.
Heh-heh…! I’ll show them (her) strength…!
“Okay, then, I’m heading back to the present world, so—”
A huge explosion occurred, and my vision swayed from left to right, and my eardrums shook from the impact.
A shadow smashed through the ceiling and into the floor, and the human body slammed into the water’s surface beneath the floor, splashing all over the floor and the walls.
Sylphiel held out her hands and stopped the water from flying at me.
“Heine, you’re in the presence of our leader. Understand that and clean up this mess.”
A girl jumped out of the water and cracked her neck, holding a cane made of bone in one hand.
“I can’t. It’s too messy, like cockroaches in the summer.”
“Are you with the Fair Lady sect?”
“Nuh-uh. I’m with the Nanatsubakis.”
“Huh? Seriously? Is that vixen being serious? After all the attention Alsuhariya gave her? Maybe this is her chance, but it’s a dirty thing to do!”
“The two of you take care of this. I’ll take our leader to the present world. But my, moving garbage is such a nuisance…our leader has gotten dust on his body.”
Sylphiel sat down and carefully brushed the dust off my pants.
As she casually cleaned my pants, pale magical light flashed, hit some object, and blinked, and a human body flew as if gliding through the air.
The two Alsuhariya faction leaders leisurely wielded their magic devices against dozens of hostile forces that had come to attack.
“I will now escort you to the nearest dimension gate.”
“What about that?”
“That’s the extent of her capacity if she dies at that level, indicating that she isn’t fit to be a senior member of the Alsuhariya sect.”
I saw that the duo was overwhelming the hostile forces and required no help—but the Nanatsubaki faction appeared and blocked our way.
Not even trying to hide her murderous intent, Sylphiel took a step forward, and I rushed to stop her.
“No, don’t. I’ll handle this. You stay back.”
“Yes, sir, Your Leadership.”
I held back Sylphiel’s maximum killing intent and randomly pulled my trigger—
“Huh?”
Twelve invisible arrows were formed around my right arm.
“Wait a sec! Something’s wrong! Something’s happening! Something’s—”
The sect followers came jumping at me, and I reflexively held my right arm at the ready.
And then I saw it.
A dreadfully huge number of paths filled my line of vision.
Every possible pattern of ballistic trajectory I’d imagined in my mind was instantly displayed and constructed, and with my eyes wide open in astonishment, I—fired.
The wall in front of me was obliterated.
Wood splinters spun furiously and scattered everywhere. With a roar, the ceiling was blown away, and violent winds battered my entire body, numbing me from my tousled hair to my toes.
I had instantly missed my mark.
The sect followers’ knees turned to jelly, and they trembled as they looked up at me.
Sylphiel smiled as she applauded and whispered, “Fantastic. You are indeed able to cut the Gordian knot.”
…Was it possible to get a power boost from being shot between the legs?
I escaped from my adversaries and was pushed back to the present world (Tokyo).
Sylphiel had been kneeling and hanging her head on the other side of the dimensional door.
“I will see you again, sir. I doubt that they will often try to set you up in the present world, but please call me anytime if you need me.”
“I’ll call you if I ever want to see two girls kissing.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Don’t yes, sir me.”
The dimensional door closed before me, and I was left in a deserted back alley. I exhaled in relief.
I let my thoughts wander as I came out to the popular main street and walked in front of the train station.
Why was I still alive? There was no mistaking the fact that I had died in a classic explosion. There was no way to avoid it. All the memories that ran through my mind at the moment of death were from yuri works I had ranked ultimate, and it made me realize anew that I was a big fan of works of true love.
Pensive, I walked through a set of automatic doors and stepped into a bookstore.
It bothered me that my magic power had increased enormously. It didn’t make sense that the left arm that was blown away was somehow restored, and it wasn’t as if I was participating in a get-your-arm-back campaign limited to explosion victims.
What made me come back to life, start being called a leader, and get a boost on my magical capacities?
I left the bookstore and sat on a bench in front of the station.
This was no time to dally. I had to find out what had caused this situation as soon as possible.
With a sense of urgency, I turned the pages of the book I’d just purchased to a section called Even If It’s Beyond Your Reach 4.
Damn…! What the hell happened to my body…?!?!
In a fit of frustration, knowing I had to figure it out quickly, I went back to the bookstore and bought Even If It’s Beyond Your Reach 5.
After I finished reading it, I smiled and nodded to myself.
Yuri girls will eventually help cure cancer, huh?
Sheesh, bookstores in this world are fantastic. Most of the manga and novels have female heroines, and it’s an incredible situation where I’ll come across a yuri girl wherever I look. It’s such a mystery as to why I have so few of them around me that I want to form a research team and study why that’s the case.
As the price for reaffirming the beauty of the yuri, I ran out of train fare and shook my empty wallet, feeling despair.
My body was out of shape from all the bed rest I got, anyway, so I figured I’d go on a run to my school.
I pulled the trigger and started running—and the scenery sped away at a breakneck clip. I stopped, stunned.
“…Huh?”
I turned around, checked the distance I’d come, and stood there dumbfounded, staring at the charred road.
Hey, come on. This can’t be happening. I barely used any of my magic power. Has my zeal for yuri girls turned into fuel and made me into an uncontrollable yuri express train?
Deciding that I could run someone over, I decided to walk to the academy.
On the way, I happened to come across Snow.
“Hey, Snow. Out shopping? I’m in the mood for hamburgers tonight, so keep that in mind, ’kay?”
Snow’s cheeks were hollow, and dark circles were visible under her eyes. She rubbed her swollen eyes and whispered in a nasal voice, “Happy-go-lucky as usual, looking like you could dry your laundry with that grin on your face, are you? Your sidekick, Snow, has been busy searching for you. I haven’t been getting enough sleep, and my skin is a mess. I’m determined to crack my master’s brain open when he returns and fill it with homing instincts.”
“Hey, what happened to your smile? Wasn’t it your policy to dance around and abuse your master while singing songs and calling him names?”