Chapter 1 “Summons from a God of Another World”
Oginomiya Academy. This is the school I go to; saying it’s my place of execution isn’t an exaggeration either.
Violence and slander thrown out everyday.
I didn’t feel any pain. I didn’t feel any fun.
But, I can’t escape.
This is a boarding school so you can only go back home during the long holidays.
If you tried to be a shut-in, the teachers will drag you back and you’ll be branded with new names.
That’s why I endured the bullying.
“Oi, get up you pig!”
A thick smacking sound echoed. A blow from below struck me in the stomach.
I fell down on my knees.
“Don’t kick the bucket yet! Here!”
A heel kick aimed at my neck. Pain as if my neck was going to break ran through me.
Now I certainly fell on the spot.
“Look, you’re kissing the dirt! Fitting for you!”
My head is being stomped on. Every time, it’s the same pattern.
What am I supposed to say?
Why do I have to go through this all the time?
“Ew, he’s disgusting!”
“Really! I don’t want to breathe the same air as him!”
“It would be great if he’d disappear, really!”
I can hear insults towards me from here and there in the classroom.
It’s not like I want to be here, dammit.
“Well, calm down, Kisaragi. We’ll make sure to be your dust cloth in your place.”
While wiping my face back and forth on the floor, Samejima Shinji, the center of the class, said.
He’s an honor student with good looks, grades and athletic ability. Moreover, he’s the board chairman’s grandson.
That why, anything he does is OK. They even look away from him bullying me.
Samejima’s pretty black-hearted. He’ll erase anything he doesn’t like. He’ll try to get at any cost anything he likes.
He’s the embodiment of such crap.
The one who punched be before was Kijima Takeshi. The one who kicked me was Mahara Keito.
They stick to Samejima like small animals. They’re just like live sharksuckers.
“Well then, what should we do next?”
As Samejima listens to the requests of the classmates behind him, he parts his legs.
And it was then, when it suddenly happened.
A light that grasped the whole class blinded our eyesight, and then the earth shook with a sound of an explosion.
It felt as if our bodies were floating.
“Where… Is this place?”
As our eyes timidly opened, what we saw was a place we didn’t know.
It was white. Everything was white.
There were no tables or chairs or the blackboard. Everything was blank.
“O-oi! Where is this place!”
“What the hell just happened?!”
The others stirred a commotion. I didn’t say anything.
I was able to escape the pain for a moment. If I would speak I would be answered with more violence.
There were people who started crying. There were people calling out the names of their family.
There were also idiots calling it a dream.
It can’t be a dream. I haven’t heard of a dream which thirty people are having it at the same time.
Nonetheless, not knowing what situation we’re in is certain.
I’ve never heard any place like this on Earth.
A world without flora, fauna and anything but us.
-As if someone called for a hero from another world in a book.
That’s what I thought. And that when it happened.
“Please settle down, heroes.”
It was a beautiful voice that made everything transparent.
The owner of the voice suddenly appeared in front of our eyes.
Golden locks that ran down to her waist. Charming scarlet eyes that would suck your in.
A large curve described her chest area, and slender stretched-out legs below her hips.
The guys had their eyes nailed on her.
To that, the girls looked at the guys with a cold look.
Wait, moreover, what did that person say?
My name is Claria, the goddess that called upon you heroes all here.
Just like this I, who knew, put together the pieces of the puzzle. I became close to the truth of the situation.
There’s no mistaking it. This is-
“I summoned you all from another world.”
What the goddess replied was exactly as I thought.
After the shock of what the goddess Claria said, started to explain after everyone finally calmed down.
First of all, this is a divine plane where only gods are allowed to exist.
Then, why we were summoned to such an awesome place, apparently the world she resides as goddess in
is being threatened by the revival of the evil demon lord and she wants us to take him down… I think.
The ones to defeat the demon lord. In other words, we’re all “heroes”.
“The more heroes the better”, the goddess thought. She’s probably correct.
However, we’re just students. all of a sudden telling us to defeat the demon lord is impossible.
-Which she also seems to understand.
“I will bestow you with a portion of my power. It is very powerful. Please, defeat the demon lord.”
She deeply bowed her head.
Everyone was hesitant.
But of course, there’s no reward for us.
I’m against it. It certain I would be risking my life fighting.
“Of course, I won’t say it is without reward.”
And yet, it’s evident that everyone became off after listening to that.
“…Reward? What is it?”
Samejima, taking the leader role, asked.
“I shall grant any one wish.”
The class’ eyes all gathered at her.
“I-If we defeat the demon lord, all of us will-”
“Yes, of course.”
“Anything which you desire.”
After listening to that, Samejima’s attitude changed. I, who was always reluctant to get involved with him, knew.
That was-Someone who had eyes like a ferocious beast’s.
Samejima went towards Claria, and like a Western knight, kneeeled down.
“We will defeat the demon lord. And then, bring peace to your world.”
“Everyone, you’re with me, right!?”
When someone was about to complain, Samejima turned around.
Those evil eyes glared at the guy who was about to state his objection.
“…No, it’s nothing. I agree.”
If he would oppose, who knows what would happen.
Everyone turned to agree.
To add, I didn’t agree but I wouldn’t be counted anyway in the 29 responses.
Once again, Samejima turned towards Claria.
“This is what we believe. Please, give us the power to defeat the demon lord.”
To swear loyalty, Sabejima lightly kissed the back of Claria’s hand.
It was repulsing.
However, Claria’s cheeks became reddish instead.
I didn’t know, goddesses are easy.
“I shall now send all of you to the imperial palace. There, please aid the king as he will give you his support.
I have given everyone my power. Please do not use it in vain.
“Leave it to use. I shall defeat the demon lord with these hands.”
“Then, everyone. Please, save Rostalsia- the world that I dearly love.”
As Claria said that, the same light which brought us here enveloped us again.
And then, as I opened my eyes, this time we’re in some sort of high-class building.
A chandelier which you would only see on TV. A self-portrait on an entire wall. Stairs adorned by the red carpet.
I’m so shocked I can’t bring myself to utter anything.
A woman approached us.
Grabbing the hand of Samejima, who was at the front of the pack, she said:
“Heroes, please save our world, Rostalsia.”
There’s no chance of running.
And thus, our lives as heroes has started.