Returned from Another World, Earth Turned Out to Be Quite the Fantasy Too. Also, Losing Heroines, Stop Looking This Way. - V3 Chapter 33

Chapter 33: “Isn’t Susa-Susa Weird?” ②

“―The Lord of the Thunder!”

As Natsuki spoke, lightning surged and spread across the area. 

The surrounding houses experienced a blackout, and the riverside was enveloped in darkness. The moonlight reflecting off the river faintly illuminated the scene.

At the same time, the pressure emanating from Susanoo vanished.

“…Impressive. You withstood my pressure. Susa-susa.”

“What pressure? I didn’t feel anything.”

“It seems so. Apparently, despite being human, you have stepped into this realm.”

“I don’t care. So, what does Susanoo-no-Mikoto want?”

“I’m not saying you have to add ‘sama,’ but at least ‘san’ would be nice, don’t you think?”

“Shut up.”

“…Kids these days are scary. Really scary. No respect at all. I don’t like it.”

What a bothersome old man, Natsuki sighed.

He hated people who beat around the bush and rambled on without getting to the point.

He was reminded of a foolish king from another world who took thirty minutes to convey the simple message of winning a war.

While the principal’s speeches were long, they were not pointless; they covered the school, the students, and current society.

That’s something worth emulating.

“So, what do you want?”

“―Well, it seems that one of the swords I used, the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi, was stolen. I didn’t really care at first. Even though it’s the legendary sword from the myth that killed the Yamata-no-Orochi, it’s not like I only used one sword forever. So, when it got stolen, I thought, ‘It’s old, so whatever.’ It wouldn’t even be worth a penny! Susa-susa?”

“Stop adding that to the end like you just remembered it!”

“But then, I had a thought. I don’t owe anyone my stuff, and it’s not like me to let a thief go free.”

“So, what are you saying?”

“―I’ve come to kill the thief. And get Totsuka-no-Tsurugi back.”

I see, Natsuki thought, understanding. 

Even though he’s a god, he changes his mind later—what a petty guy. Picking up the broken Totsuka-no-Tsurugi, Natsuki handed it to Susanoo.

“Alright, then. Goodnight.”

“Hold on. You managed to cut it well, even though it has divine power and a will of its own?”

“Don’t underestimate the Demon King’s Demonic Sword.”

“Why do you keep having such a bad attitude towards me?!”

“I don’t like your ‘susa-susa’ catchphrase.”

“…How about ‘nou-nou’ instead?”

“Hmm. Nope!”

“So, it’s a no? Then I’ll stick with ‘susa-susa’! I’ve got my subordinates setting up a ‘Susa-Susa Channel’ for me. Once I get back, I’ll start filming videos! Susa-sa-sa-sa-sa!”

“…Are you really a god? Amaterasu-Omikami seems much more like a god. Even though she acts like that, she at least looks like one!”

“…Well, she’s the sun goddess, after all. Even to me, she’s just my sister, but it’s kind of harsh for you to call her ‘like that,’ you know?”

“Yeah, yeah. Now, if you understand, take your sword and go home already.”

Waving his hand dismissively, Natsuki shooed him away.

Susanoo flashed an annoying grin.

“I get it, you’re protecting that thief, but that won’t work. I’ll kill him right here. Oh, don’t worry. I won’t do anything to you guys.”

“Listen, we’ve already made up with Seishiro-san. You could have done something from the start, but you did nothing and now you’re acting all high and mighty.”

“I’m a god, you know?”

“And I’m a hero, you idiot.”

‘Hahahahaha,’ Natsuki and Susanoo laughed.

“Wait, time out! Time out!”

“Huh?”

“Natsuki-kun, come here! Everyone, huddle up!”

“Hey, Ginko-san?”

Dragged by Ginko, Natsuki was forced into a huddle.

“What are you thinking, picking a fight with the Susanoo-no-Mikoto? Are you out of your mind?”

“He’s Amaterasu-san’s brother, right? No big deal.”

“Shut up!”

As Amaterasu-Omikami’s friend, Ginko knew it was a bad idea to fight Susanoo.

“Natsuki-kun, even I know Susanoo-no-Mikoto is dangerous.”

“I agree. There’s no need to fight him.”

Yusuke and Ren said, clearly sensing Susanoo-no-Mikoto’s power and trembling.

“Why do you always have to pick a fight? Breaking a divine sword is already bad enough, and now you’re calling its owner! Let’s escape to space!”

Senju was already planning an escape.

“Boy, I understand I have to atone for what I’ve done. It’s something I must do.”

“But…”

“I want to avoid dragging you all into this.”

Seishiro seemed to have resolved himself.

“Natsuki, I have to tell you, it’s very frustrating, but that guy is stronger than me.”

“Really?”

“Yeah! Just by a tiny margin, but still, he’s stronger. And he’s a pain to deal with, so it’s best to avoid him.”

“Even Koume-chan is saying that?”

“I understand how you feel. Getting a giant snake drunk and ambushing it isn’t exactly honorable. I get it. He’s a good old man… though he does get a bit handsy when he’s drunk.”

“Wait, you know him?”

Koume said something intriguing, but she also wanted to avoid trouble with Susanoo-no-Mikoto.

“Hey, is it about time? If you leave me alone, I’ll die of loneliness! I’m like a rabbit, you know!”

“…Should we all just kill him? Everything he says is so annoying.”

It seemed that Natsuki and Susanoo-no-Mikoto were completely incompatible.

“Just so you know, you can hand over that guy, and I’ll take the girl and the Satan’s daughter as spoils of war. That’s all I want, and I’ll let you go!”

―Snap.

“You dare lay a hand on our Koume and Ginko?! I’ll kill you, you bastard!”

〜〜Afterword〜〜

Susanoo-no-Mikoto said something he shouldn’t have. 

Despite their poor compatibility, Susanoo-no-Mikoto, the lonely god, went ahead and provoked even more!

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