The Old Man Who Saved Another World 15 Years Ago is Now Getting Caught Up In A Modern Fantasy - Episode 4

The wind blowing against me causes me to lose my balance completely.

“Get out of the way!”

“Ugh”

The restraints that had been placed on the white feather loosen.

Not missing the opportunity, she pushed me away and broke free from the restraints.

“Just now…”

A sudden storm so fierce it makes you lose your balance.

There probably hasn’t been a better opportunity for Shiraha than this, and without a doubt, Shiraha must have done something.

“Is it magic?”

The only thing that could artificially cause such a phenomenon, as far as I know, is magic.

The magic I know is from another world, but considering the torrent of fantasy events I’ve encountered today alone, it wouldn’t be surprising if there were magic in this real-world Japan.

But, it’s strange for magic.

“The activation is too early.”

Magic requires complex procedures.

Building spells or chanting them… well, I don’t know the details since I’m not a magician.

Anyway, that is a powerful force, but it shouldn’t be something that can be used instantly like it can now.

That’s why, in another world, there were front-line fighters to protect the mages who became defenseless while casting spells.

That’s how people divide roles and form parties to fight monsters.

If the current storm is a feather magic, then she is becoming an even more outrageous being.

Using swordsmanship second only to the Sword Saint, and possessing the ability to cast spells instantly, they are superior to any other magician.

That’s just way too unfair. No way.

“This is the exorcism technique of the Twelve Divine Generals, huh? Impressive.”

“Exorcism?”

The unfamiliar words that Sayohime let slip.

It seems that the current storm is not caused by magic, but by a power known as the White Feather Exorcism Technique.

What is that? I want an explanation.

However, the white feather won’t wait for my questions.

The wind swirls around her.

“I never intended to use you, but it can’t be helped! Now that it’s come to this, I’ll crush you completely!”

Shiraha raises her hand.

“！？”

In an instant, something slashed my neck. The wound was shallow, far from fatal.

However, I couldn’t see anything in that attack just now.

“As expected, it’s tough. But that’s not a problem. If it doesn’t work the first time, I’ll do it a hundred times, a thousand times. My wind will slice you apart over and over again!”

“Ugh…!”

It was like an invisible slash.

I don’t know where I’m being targeted or when the next attack will come. All I know is that the successive slashes are carving countless wounds into my body.

Shiraha said the wind would slice through, right?

So, does this mean it’s a wind slash? This must also be the power of the so-called Hakuhane’s exorcism technique.

It’s really a complete mess.

An attack that can deal damage through my magical armor is being spammed this easily? This is no joke.

If I couldn’t use the magic armor and was only enhanced physically, my entire body would have already been shredded to pieces.

“You’re really tough, aren’t you? Not even using any demon magic, just relying on your physical abilities and toughness. Is that what makes you a demon?”

“That’s why! I’m not a demon, you know…!!”

It’s a bad situation where I’m being taken advantage of unilaterally.

But, this much should be fine. Sure, it leaves a mark, but thanks to the magical armor, it seems like this wind slash doesn’t have enough power to deal a fatal blow.

My body, which has enhanced physical abilities through magic, also has improved healing powers, so wounds heal quickly.

So, there’s no way we’re going to lose like this.

But, I’ve had just about enough of this too.

In the first place, while Sayohime might be a demon, she is not the kind of evil person that Shiraha describes.

Rather, from the perspective of the [Karma Eye], Sayohime is so pure that she could be considered extremely good, but Shiraha is a neutral gray, neither good nor evil.

This gray color is a normal color.

A person who is decent enough and has just the right amount of malice. Such is the color of karma that an ordinary person possesses.

From my perspective, being able to see people’s good and evil, I know that Sayohime is a much better person than Shiraha.

Even so, being treated as a villain just because of the label of being a demon is just too sad, don’t you think?

Besides, I’m not a demon.

Even though I’ve said it many times, Shiraha is making assumptions without listening and attacking me as he pleases.

I know it’s a bit self-serving to say, but I’m not as virtuous as Sayohime. That’s why I’ve been getting genuinely annoyed with this unreasonable situation.

I’ve decided. I’m going to give it my all.

After seriously punching him once, I’ll force Shiraha to sit down and clear up the misunderstanding to resolve the issue.

That’s all there is.

I will unleash all the magic power in my body with full force.

“W-What is this power?!?”

Shiraha shows his astonishment.

Actually, I have an unbelievable amount of magical power.

Unfortunately, I had no talent for magic whatsoever and couldn’t use it, but my magical power was unmatched by anyone else in this world.

Originally, it was magic that had no physical influence, but when the amount of magic reaches this level, the story changes.

Just by radiating outward, it can exert physical influence. The slashes of the white feather wind are being nullified by my immense magical power.

Complete liberation.

In this state, my physical abilities are explosively enhanced, and I am enveloped in a layer of ultra-dense magical power that far surpasses the strength of magical armor.

The consumption of magic power is so intense that even with my vast reserves, I can’t keep it up for long, but this is my trump card.

It’s the invincible mode that even beat the Demon King to a pulp.

“Now, this is your grave.”

I might say something like that. Even though I’m a 38-year-old guy.

By the way, this is the catchphrase I used when I activated this invincible mode in the other world.

When I was young, I thought this was the coolest thing ever.

Looking back now, it seems very painful.

It’s just an ordinary black history.

But I’m going to say it anyway. My excitement is through the roof.

The long-awaited full release fills my body with an intoxicating sense of omnipotence. It’s refreshing and feels great.

Right now, I feel like I can do anything.

I’ll blow you away.

I was all fired up like that… but for some reason, Shiraha was looking at me as if confused.

“This isn’t youkai power. It’s spiritual power. I’ve never seen such immense spiritual power before. It doesn’t make sense. This is impossible… wait, no. If it’s spiritual power… huh, is this guy human?”

“What are you mumbling about?”

Suddenly, the wind that surrounds the white feather stops.

What does this mean? That was supposed to be something called the Shiroba Exorcism Technique. Why did you stop it?

What are they aiming for? Is it a trap? But it feels too obvious to be a trap.

Oh well.

Even if it’s a trap, it doesn’t matter. I just need to blow it all away at once.

Alright, let’s do this!

I put all my strength into my legs to defeat Shiraha—

“W-wait! Wait!!”

Trying to, but holding back.

Suddenly, Shiraha called out to me. With a somewhat flustered expression, he desperately called out to me.

Before I knew it, the intense killing intent I had felt just a moment ago had dissipated.

Could it be that you’ve lost your fighting spirit? Why?

“Hey, you. Are you… maybe a human?”

“Huh? What are you talking about? I’ve been saying from the start that I’m human.”

“Y-yeah, that’s right. Maybe…”

What is this sudden question?

Could it be that the misunderstanding about me being a demon has been cleared up? But it’s all happening way too suddenly.

Until just now, you wouldn’t listen to a word I said, judged me as a demon, and attacked me mercilessly.

It’s strange for a misunderstanding to suddenly get resolved.

However, considering the intent behind Shiraha’s question, it feels as if he properly recognized me as a human.

Well, if the misunderstanding is cleared up, that’s good, but what should I do with this invincible mode and the ridiculously high tension that doesn’t suit my age?

So, this means the battle is coming to an end, right?

“I’m sorry! I completely misunderstood and thought you were a demon! I’m really sorry for attacking you by mistake!”

“Uh, no… well…”

Shiraha bows deeply.

The fighting spirit is completely gone, and a very apologetic atmosphere is conveyed.

Yeah, it’s nice that you’re apologizing, but…

I think it’s commendable that you can apologize properly. But I think you should work on the part where you charge ahead without listening to others.

I release the full power of my magic.

I was unsettled by the sudden turn of events, but it was pointless to maintain a state of readiness against an opponent who had no intention to fight.

I have no interest in attacking someone I need to apologize to.

Really, I just can’t shake this feeling!

I seriously don’t understand why the misunderstanding was resolved!

“Y-you’re hurt too, right? Especially that arm I stabbed… I’ll take full responsibility and treat your injury.”

“Oh, my injury is already healed.”

“Huh?!”

“My injuries heal incredibly fast.”

When enhancing physical abilities with magic, natural healing also increases. Thanks to my refined magic control and the resulting physical enhancement, wounds heal quite quickly.

Minor cuts heal quickly, and even the wound from the sword piercing through left a clean scar, so it healed without any issues.

Therefore, there is no need to worry about the white feathers.

“Anyway… I have a lot to say, but if the misunderstanding has been cleared up, that’s all that matters.”

“Yeah, I’m really sorry. …But that aside, I can’t help but wonder why someone who could fight against me, one of the Twelve Divine Generals, has been here all this time without being discovered.”

I get looked at with suspicion, but there are plenty of things I want to ask about too.

Demons, exorcists, and all that… I haven’t received any explanation about those things at all. It’s seriously full of mysteries.

When did Japan become a fantasy?

“Well, as for you, that’s fine for now, but the problem is—wait, what are you doing?”

Shiraha’s gaze is directed towards my back.

That’s right. The misunderstanding about me has been cleared up, but Sayohime is still being targeted.

Somehow, I need to clear up this misunderstanding on our end too.

However, the reaction of Shiraha, who turned his gaze towards Sayohime behind me, is strange.

The bewildered face when seeing something incomprehensible.

When I finally turned around, there was an incomprehensible scene spread out before me.

“Woof~”

For some reason, Sayohime is lying on her back.

She was rolling around, lifting her clothes herself to expose her belly.

Of course, in terms of clothing, not only is my stomach exposed, but my pants are completely visible.

They’re making some weird noises too.

What the hell is he doing?