My Entire Class Has Been Reincarnated – I Became the Weakest Skeleton!

Just before the fist is slammed down, the entire upper arm of the fist is scraped off in a huff. The liquefied arm enters Guren\'s body and eats through his body from the inside. The Extreme Blow is such a deadly and destructive blow.

Even if the upper arm is detached, it is properly controlled. Kyousuke shows no mercy to this blow. As he has done when he has taken several lives before, he moves his right arm, which he has burrowed into Glenn\'s body, to his heart. Eventually, that arm popped his heart and caused a bright red flower to bloom.

It was supposed to be like that this time, too, but...

Huh....

Glenn smiled mockingly and let the black energy body clothe his own whole body.

Immediately afterwards, Kyousuke\'s arms, which were separated, instantly lost control. A numbing sensation ran through his right two arms and beyond, a sensation that made him stop moving like a stone again.

That black energy is the same one that the armor-clad pawns emit. Maybe it\'s only effective in suppressing the power of the monsters. Kyousuke so and so gave up on his right arm that he lost control of it.

\'\'Rin!\'\'

"Oh!

When Kyousuke thrusts out his right arm, the lost part of his body is instantly regenerated.

This body has the characteristics of both Kyousuke (skeleton) and Rin (slime). As a result, as long as he can replenish his body tissues with water, it\'s easy to repair the missing parts.

But, I see. Unlike until now, it\'s quite a troublesome move.

Due to the fact that Extreme Cross is capable of instantaneous and complete liquefaction, it is nearly invincible in physical combat. Its weaknesses are sudden temperature changes and magical attacks. Although I\'ve never tried it, it is possible to be damaged by a "fighting spirit" such as that dealt with by Goubayashi, or the golden aura released by the dog god of the full moon.

A bishop-class fighting style that magically unleashes the bloodline factor like energy is one way to damage Rin\'s slime body. The total amount he can handle, and his skills are also different from the pawns he\'s dealt with so far.

Kyousuke thrust out his right fist and pulled his left fist in front of him, taking a Jeet Kune Do stance.

After the past three months of fighting, Kyousuke\'s fighting style was becoming more refined in his amateur way.

He had been blessed with many opportunities to experiment with his movements, as many of his opponents had been able to push him with power.

As long as Extreme Brawl didn\'t work, Bishop\'s Glenn couldn\'t be called a power push.

\'\'This time, let\'s go from here!

As soon as Glenn shouts, he creates a black spear on his right arm and projects it at Kyousuke. It\'s a spear of factor energy. He couldn\'t bypass it to touch it. Just when Kyousuke was about to avoid it, a large hole appeared in his stomach with a bang.

\'\'Uh-oh!

The spear successfully slipped through the hole and stabbed into the sand.

"I\'ll do the evasive maneuvers, so focus on the attack, Kyousuke-kun!

Okay, okay!

The hole in his belly was immediately blocked, and Kyousuke stroked around it, calming his upset temper.

Even though they were fully fused, it was surprising to suddenly have a hole in his stomach.

\'\'d*mn, dexterous imitation!

Glenn produced spear after spear and continued to project at us. Determining exactly where the spears were aimed, Rin hijacked and punched a hole in his stomach.

Kyousuke immediately closed the distance and clenched his fist tightly. Instantly, the shape of his fist transformed and he gripped the sharp blade. Kyousuke swung the blade and slammed it towards Glenn.

\'\'Chii!\'\'

Glenn creates a black spear and catches it. The spear folds so strongly that you think it will break. However, even though they are winning by force, this spiteful battle does not necessarily mean that they have the upper hand.

The spear is made up of black factor energy, and the blade that struck is made up of Kyousuke\'s and others\' bodies.

The black energy slowly seeps into the blade.

\'\'You will be defeated!\'\'

Do you mean to question the High Elf?

It\'s not a favor to you!

Kyousuke\'s shout and a new arm stretched out from his belly at about the same time.

There was more than one arm extending from his belly. Rather than arms, they were closer to tentacles, and several stabs with sharp pointed ends were thrust into Glenn\'s abdomen one after the other.

\'\'Gah, phew...!

At that moment, the black spear that was catching Kyousuke\'s blade disappears. The blade, which had lost its support, gained momentum and tried to smash Guren\'s face. Guren barely twists his body, but the blade manages to cut off one of his arms.

The tentacles that skewered Glenn\'s stomach settled into Kyousuke\'s belly, brushing away the blood. Kyousuke also swung his right arm, and the blade returned to its original shape of his arm.

It wasn\'t Kyousuke\'s intention to aim at Glenn\'s stomach now. It was Rin.

Guren stumbles back, holding his stomach, and takes two or three steps backwards.

There was a clatter, a shivering sensation in his body. This was Rin\'s.

No matter how much she had gotten over her fear, her filter was off. Originally, Himemizu Rin was not a girl who could be okay with hurting people. Even if she approved of fighting, she couldn\'t just skewer people\'s bodies and slink away.

Kyousuke held his left shoulder with his own right hand.

\'It\'s okay, Rin. Thanks. Don\'t take it easy.

"Oh, um, yeah...

Rin\'s voice was also somewhat shaky as she answered that.

Glenn spits out blood from his mouth as he holds his stomach. He gets down on one knee and wipes his mouth with the sleeve of his tuxedo.

Glenn\'s twin eyes, staring at us, were filled with a variety of emotions. Anger, frustration, and a tiny bit of fear. They are the very emotions of people who are obsessed with life and trying not to die. It\'s raw and true. However, that expression did not call the slightest hesitation into Kyousuke\'s body.

\'\'Whoa!

Glenn roared and let the black energy consolidate in his remaining arms. Kyousuke swung his fist at him to stop him from fighting back.

\'\'Guren!\'\'

Sink!

The screaming voice causes Glenn to stop moving for a moment. When he looks, he sees a battered sink come running over, rolling on the sand. He passes through the blockade by Karasuma, Hakuba, and Rain and runs in a straight line to Guren. Guren managed to stay on the sand, taking Kyousuke\'s fist in stride.

The black energy stored in Guren\'s arms is growing larger and larger. Kyousuke shouted to his companions who were standing aside.

\'\'Yukinoshita!\'\'

When he looked at her, the snow woman held up her hands, creating a sphere of cold air above them. Snow Woman nodded and reversed the imaginary temperature that made up that cold air, all at once. The sphere instantly heats up, and the high heat turns the air into plasma and makes a popping sound.

Glenn noticed Yukinoshita\'s movement and radiated the black energy body stored in his right arm towards her. The black torrent that flowed out with a thud is prevented by a wall that appeared to lift up from the ground. The wall shattered in an instant, but there was more than one protective wall. In the meantime, Yukinoshita was preparing a desperate strike.

\'\'Glenn!\'\'

Sink, stop coming!

\'No!　No........!

Glenn pushes Sink away from him as he tries to jump on his arm. The moment he saw that, Kyousuke\'s movements also slowed down slightly.

But it was only for a few, mere moments. Kyousuke composed the blade on his right arm again and tried to block the movements of Guren and the others.

\'\'Kyousuke-kun.\'\'

Rin\'s words echoed in Kyousuke\'s mind as he started to run.

\'You can leave if you don\'t want to!\'

"No. I\'m in.

He swung his blade and slashed at Glenn. Glenn didn\'t do anything to prevent the blow from happening. He concentrated the black factor energy in his remaining arm and directed it at Sink, who had just pushed it away. Kyousuke\'s single sword catches Guren head-on and cracks his head. With a solid response, a bright red color popped out.

\'\'Guren!

"Snowflake, do it!

As Kyousuke shouts, Ryouka Yukinoshita swings and projects a trillion-degree high heat fireball raised above her head.

The plasma fireball erodes the atmosphere, vaporizing the sand and scorching the evening darkness as it closes in on Kyousuke and the others. Kyousuke jumped away, but Sink rushed towards Guren, whose head was cracked open. At that moment, the black energy stored in Guren\'s remaining arm exploded and blew Sink\'s feet away.

Sand danced and Sink\'s slender body could be seen flying through the air.

It wasn\'t long after that that Yukinoshita\'s trillion-degree fireball engulfed Glenn\'s body.

Kyousuke\'s body, which jumped back, was also exposed to the strong heat. It felt like the surface of his body was evaporating. When he landed on the sand, the sand where the plasma fireball had passed by had turned to glass. There was not the slightest trace of Glenn\'s presence there.

For a moment. It was a quick and easy turn of events.

But Glenn\'s figure was already gone. The same is true of Sink. Whether she had evaporated with him or not, it was impossible to tell. Kyousuke breathed heavily while holding his trembling body.

Hmm. It\'s over.

The large fox that had previously been engaged with the Inugami muttered as he snorted.

It was not clear who this fox was. But since he was cooperating with the blood race, it\'s possible that he was an enemy. When Kyousuke glared at him, the kitsune fished its mouth wide open. Even so, the tension in everyone\'s mind could not be released.

The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that you can\'t get your hands on any of them. They lost, so there is no one for me to do you a favor.

You\'re... What are you?

You\'ll never see each other again as you try to return to your world. And if you never see each other, that means you never have to talk about it.

The Inugami lowered his posture beside the kitsune as he spoke, snarling.

The kitsune then glanced at Karasuma for a moment, still huffing and puffing, before turning his back to her.

\'So long,\'

Waving his nine tails, the fox leaves the scene.

\'\'Ah, good job!\'\'

Nice knowing you.

Only Rin and Azuki waved their hands, along with some awfully polite words.

They all finally let out a sigh of relief as the fox disappeared.

\'\'We\'ve managed to repel them, haven\'t we?

Good job, Karasuma. I\'m glad you\'re okay.

Lesbon sighed as he thrust his longsword into the sand. Hakuba nodded and turned his attention to Karasuma.

The fight was over, and Rain descended to the sand with his halberd. Hakuba looked a little rueful.

\'It almost happened, and for me, it\'s chilled my liver.

Weygun, too, said with his arms crossed.

\'\'..........\'\'

Karasumaru was silent, his face a bit downcast, but eventually he walked towards Lesvon as if he had made up his mind. Lesbon nodded his head curiously at Karasuma\'s attitude.

\'Duh, what\'s wrong?\'

I\'m with you.

Karasuma mumbles to himself, Lesvon, Filhana, Weigan, and Rain. The four adventurers present stiffened their bodies.

\'\'........Wombat?\'\'

Yeah. I think he\'s dead. He\'s trying to get me out.

With that, Karasuma pointed across the sand.

\'I didn\'t see any bodies. There\'s a dungeon over there, and that was the blood clan\'s hideout.

Kyousuke could hear the sadness in Karasuma\'s words as he mumbled this to himself.

From Kyousuke\'s point of view, Wombat was an unforgivable man. He was one of Lesvon and his friends, but his words and actions had twice put Kyousuke and Kyousuke\'s friends in a difficult position. He would renege on the promises he had made once, and he was quite resentful of the man.

I\'m sure Karasumaru would have been the same, but I could sense a different feeling in his tone of voice.

That sadness was a different kind of emotion than the \'he\'s a jerk, but I didn\'t even want him to die\' kind of feeling.

\'\'........I see.\'\'

When Lesvon was told of his companion\'s death, he smiled a little sadly and nodded.

\'\'Well I know a little bit about how that guy feels.

Looking at Lesbon\'s face, Karasuma continues.

Being disappointed, or being treated as useless. Well, I guess I didn\'t want them to hate me. I didn\'t want to be left out. So I guess I just wanted a chance to redeem myself. I can\'t forgive you for attacking my classmates, but I think I understand that part.

He\'s always been that way.

Lesvon said, staring at the sword he had stabbed into the sand.

\'He was an idiot,\'

Well I\'m going to take a look at that dungeon.

Filhana stood up and said.

\'Shall I follow you?\'

When Lesvon calls out to her, she smiles and waves her head in the air.

\'I\'m just going to have a quick look. You all should stay here. I\'m sure they\'ll have something to talk about, like how to treat your injuries and what they\'re going to do.

After saying that much, Filhana quickly runs across the sand.

The policy from now on. Receiving those words, Kyousuke and Lesvon looked at each other. When they uncoalesce, Rin lands at their feet with a nimble landing.

Lesbon looked around at all of his classmates who were relaxing on the sand.

Soraki Kyousuke, Himemizu Rin, Karasumaru Yoshitsune, Yukinoshita Ryouka, Mitarai Azuki, Kawano Chihaya, Ozaji Do-suke, Hakuba Ikkaku, and Inugami Hibiki.

Yukinoshita made a bed of ice on the sand to cool her burning body, while Gozashiki sat snuggled up to Kabano. Inugami sat down on the sand with a large absent-mindedness, his wounds being healed by Hakuba and Azuki.

It was as promised that they would be put on a fast liaison ship to the old continent. In the meantime, there was talk between Kyousuke, Lesbon and the others of searching for their missing companions.

\'Well, I think we\'ve found Karasuma. Was there two more of them?　Are you in the bloodhouses?

\'No, those two aren\'t in the New World anymore, apparently. So that\'s all of them.

\'Right. Well then, it doesn\'t seem to be a problem...

Lesvon said and looked at Filhana as he ran.

Although he was trying to appear calm, he had just mourned his companion. There must be a deep sadness in him, even if he doesn\'t show it. \'It doesn\'t seem to be a problem,\' he says, \'but I\'m sure he\'s filled with the desire to find the wombat\'s corpse and mourn him soon.

The loss of a companion is heavy. Kyousuke thinks he knows that.

\'\'Hey, Utsurogi.

Karasuma walked towards Kyousuke. He looked a bit embarrassed.

"...What\'s up, Karasuma?

Kyousuke responded in a somewhat mortified voice. He was in a foul mood, to his own surprise.

\'\'No, I mean. I\'m sorry about that.

Okay.

I could see Rin looking up at me in some kind of surprise.

Don\'t look at me like that, I thought, reminding myself that Rin has no eyes. It\'s not funny at all.

Kyousuke understands. He knows why he\'s in a bad mood. It\'s in the conversation Karasuma had just dodged with Lesvon.

\'\'So........I guess I just wanted a chance to redeem myself. I can\'t forgive you for attacking my classmates, but I think I can understand that part.\'\'

At the same time, he also recalled the words of the high elf who had just saved Kyousuke just a few moments ago.

\'\'I think I have to do this much. That\'s why I want you to do what you\'re supposed to do properly and then let me apologize to you afterwards.\'\'

Kyousuke didn\'t like it. An awareness that was shared by both of them, and perhaps even the dead wombat. Not only that. There is no way to know for sure now, but I suspect that Washio Rohta had the same awareness.

Doesn\'t everyone take their responsibilities too seriously?

They made their own mistakes, got depressed, worried, worried, and tried to solve their problems without permission.

I didn\'t say I wouldn\'t forgive anyone.

Why didn\'t you say \'I\'m sorry\' first?

If you had just said that much, it could have been done.

Even if you didn\'t, I was ready to cover for you as much as I could. You could have forgiven.

Anyway, for Kyousuke, that is what he couldn\'t help but be dissatisfied with.

\'\'Guren........!　Glenn....!

Sink was walking across the Time World desert with tears streaming down his face.

Just before she was swallowed by the plasma fireball released by the snow woman, Glenn blew her body away. He sheltered her.

As a result, she survived and managed to get out of her predicament under the watchful eye of the monsters and adventurers. But the number of things she lost was too much of a shroud.

Her pride and joy, her spear. His own one arm. And Glenn.

I\'ll never forgive them for taking Glen from me. I will have my revenge.

Even if that\'s not what Gentleman Glenn wants.

But I\'ll never forgive them for what they did to me. I\'m going to kill them.

I will....

And just as he was about to say his decision, Sink felt a tremendous killing spirit behind himself. He jumped to his feet and turned around.

\'\'You........!

And standing at the end of Sink\'s stare was a woman.

She looked familiar. He remembered that one of the guys he had just fought was a woman dressed in the same outfit. She didn\'t leave much of an impression on me, but this time was different. The woman, dressed in white, loose-fitting garments, stomping on the sand, came slowly down the dune. The fists of her arms were filled with light and her whole body was filled with a killing spirit.

\'\'I knew you were still alive?

What\'s going on here?

I\'m here to take care of you. I think I missed a shot.

With that, the woman takes a stance.

Sink had a hunch. If this is the case, she will be killed. The woman in front of him is not just an adventurer. It\'s something else, hiding a more powerful force. From the neck of the woman, who was slowly approaching me in a poised position, I could see a pocket watch hanging from her neck. The short hand stopped, pointing to four on the clock face.

\'\'I would have tolerated it to the extent of messing with you, but if you were even messing with the king\'s piece, then the empire can\'t overlook it. Do you understand?

No... no...!

You\'ve gone too far.

The woman just mumbled nonchalantly and clerically, slowly chasing down Sink.

Sink struggled to get away, holding one arm that had been bitten off. But no matter how hard he tried to apply it with the Knight\'s leg strength, he never got far enough away. On the contrary, the woman who flashed her fist was gradually closing the distance between him and me, despite the fact that she was only walking slowly.

\'\'Besides, yes. I also have a grudge against the wombat, so...\'\'

Just as the woman\'s words sounded in his ear, something hot pierced Sink\'s heart from behind.

It was a few days later.

Filhana checked her hiding place and, just as Karasumaru had said, the wombat\'s corpse was found. A simple funeral ceremony would be held among the adventurers. Only Karasumaru was to attend.

Afterwards, Kyousuke and the others spent their time gathering food, hunting, or fishing in a slightly more elegant way than usual until the ship arrived. Azuki and Yukinoshita got a brief lecture from Weygun on the magic humans dealt with, while Kyousuke, Rin, Karasuma, and the others also learned a light lesson from Lesbon and Rain on how to handle weapons. Kyousuke tried to return the magic sword he had taken from Lesbon, but he was given it as is as a selection.

\'\'Well, even if I keep it, I can only sell it now.

That\'s what Lesbon said. As the person who took away one arm and one eye, I even feel sorry for what I\'ve done.

Speaking of unmanageable, it\'s the O-Kata.

The "demon king piece" that Kyousuke has taken from his blood family and is in his possession without a break is one of the super important items that the Empire collects and stores. The adventurer\'s association has issued notices to adventurers all over the continent, and if they can get their hands on the piece, they can exchange it for vast amounts of wealth.

But...

Lesvon told him to keep it for Kyousuke on this as well.

When I ask him if it\'s good, Lesbon shrugs his shoulders.

He says.

To be honest, I don\'t really like the Empire all that much.

There may be some other reasons, but it seemed to be that way at first.

Well, just like that, it\'s the day of departure. Kyousuke and others will board the high-speed ferry arranged by the Adventurer\'s Association. It\'s a bit of a hassle because it\'s only \'as a cargo for Lesbons\', but we can\'t afford to be extravagant at this point.

"Wow, we\'re going into a cage...

Well, it\'s just that he\'s a monster...

Seeing some of the luggage unloaded from the ship, Rin let out a sluggish cry.

\'Utsurogi!　Hey, can you come over here for a minute!

Hmm?

Kyousuke looked in that direction when Lesvon suddenly approached him.

\'Filhana\'s receiving some strange stuff in the facsimile machine.

It was from inside the adventurer\'s base camp. Kyousuke and Rin looked at each other and headed inside.

I\'ve heard that Filhana is a user of communication magic (telepath). And that the series of magic that draws information from the Reiko network that only some telepathic mages can access throughout the continent and writes it out by automatic writing is called a facsimile.

Again, Filhana was accessing the telepathic network as a hobby, and in the process she found a strange newspaper ad that was scattered across the continent. The newspaper ads were written in a language unknown to Lesbons and Weyguns, and they decided to ask Kyousuke and others if they were in an otherworldly language.

The language of the other world..... The language of our world........

I wish it were in Japanese.

I\'m 4 reading, 4 grammar, 4 listening, and 4 speaking.

I\'m all three.

Rin let out a boastful, \'Fuhehee,\' and her whole body puffed up.

\'Well, maybe it\'s German, maybe it\'s Russian, so we can\'t be too careful.

Yeah. Which one, Mr. Lesbon?

Here it is. Can you read it?

"Hoho. Which.........

Looking at the document Lesbon presented to them, Kyousuke and Rin were at a loss for words.

\'To my classmates in the second year and fourth class of Kamishiro High School, Chairman, Kunihiro Ryuzaki.\'

What was written there was unmistakable Japanese.