All Chapters of The Impossible Fate That Leads To A God Of A New World: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

As soon as Night Fury fell asleep, I took my old model phone from the drawer next to the bed.   …The old model phone that was left behind by that bastard six years ago. Since this phone doesn't have any use other than calling… it has lasted till this day.   There are only four contacts.   Principal, Vice, Restia, and Ruby.   When I was still staying on my island… the only contact I'd ever called was with that bastard. It's the lone voice contacting device that we'd ever use because it prevents wiretapping— he tampered with the sim card and phone that allows a private connection.   And it was thanks to the tempered phone and sim card, I could enjoy an unlimited internet connection.   Another alternative way for him to contact me is through his personal email, which he mainly uses it to send me some official documents, such as testimony, congressional reports,

"Y-You are right…… I'm just a stupid dense perverted dummy and fool with a retarded blockhead of a brainless brain who likes to molest any moronic goons I see…"   "B-Big brother…!? I-I-I didn't mean to hurt you this much…! I'm sorry!!!"   "Really…? Then… you are forgiven."   "But you are still a pervert and molester."   "Whyyyyy!?"   "Then tell me— why am I getting so many headaches today?"   "Restia… you really need to see a doctor."   "I don't need it. It's you, big brother. You did something— again."   …I can't help but imagine that my cute little sister is glaring at me with bloodshot eyes.   "Even if I say I didn't, you won't believe me."   "BECAUSE YOU DID!"   "Like what?"   "Touching someone's boobs."   "………

After ending my chat with Persia, I switched off the lights and went to bed.With Night Fury sleeping with me by my side, I was somehow reminded of Restia and Ruby.Ah… I missed them.Not only them, I also missed Dómr, Forsjá, Fortuna, Felix, Asha, Pearl, Fylgja and Sællifðr...But, even though I want to see them, I can't.Because I made a promise to 'me', and I must obey him.I had to steel my heart and endure the pain of not being able to see them.Goodnight, Night Fury.…………………………………Three hours later."SNORE……""…………""SNORE………""…………""SNORE…………""…………""S-SNORE…………""…………"…I WONDERED WHY I HAD THIS INSUPPRESSIBLE URGE RIGHT NOW TO COVER HER MOUTH FOREVER.STOP SNORING, WOMAN.YOUR NOISE IS KILLING ME.CAN'T YOU JUST TURN BACK INTO A SWORD AND SHUT UP? OR IS THERE A WAY FOR ME TO MAKE YOU GO BACK INTO A SWORD?The noise from night Fury's deep vibrating snore penetrates into my soul's very core. Every time she snores, I could feel something inside me vibrating in sync to her snor

After taking a bath, I wore a white T-shirt with a black jacket and trousers. Then I went to the classroom. "…Good morning, master." Night Fury was preparing a pancake in the kitchen section and greeted me with a smile. "Morning," I replied. "So, how's the pancake?" "…M." She pointed. When I looked, many seemingly failed product pancakes were found in the trash bin. It's either too thin, too thick, burnt, or raw. But a few of them are still edible, at the very least. "Don't throw away the edible ones. It's just one meal, so any would do. Don't be wasteful." I said to her. "You are already doing very well for your first time cooking." "Master… have you starved for a long time before…?" "Even if I haven't starved before, it's not right to waste edible food," I murmured. "You can flip it now."

Because I was standing behind her, she couldn't see who I was. As for her companions— they recognized my face, and were stunned in shock. Six of them wore a black masks covering their faces. They had gloves, and they even wore coloured contact lenses to hide their eye colour. … That's awfully well prepared. They aren't those Second Year C-Class students listed in the check-in records, are they? "That's my line." I retorted while gently twisting her arm. "Ahhh…!?" The girl was forced to let go of her knife because of the pain. Still grabbing her arm, I removed her hood; it revealed her beautiful, long scarlet hair. It doesn't seem like a wig, but I can't really tell whether it is a wig or not. Nevertheless, not one of the seven students that I memorized earlier has this kind of hairstyle or hair col