High School Girl Warrior: How to Save an Apocalyptic World – Chapter 230

Chapter 230 New Friends

After that, we grab Migoto firmly by the shoulders so that she can’t escape, and we form a line like characters from Dracula, and head back to the underground shelter.

The corridors are empty of trash, a far cry from the slum-like streets on the ground,

What a nuisance.

Rinne seems a little grumpy, perhaps because she was woken up in the middle of the night.

“I hope you’re not too tired to be woken up by some old man’s voice just when you’re ready to go back to sleep.”

“No, haha…”

“Dull old man.” Mr. Eden laughed when he was called a “dull old man.

“But I’m glad you’re okay. Most people who venture out into the night usually end up in trouble.

“That’s it. I’ve always wondered why you left it like that. You’re the king, right?”

“Well, the people on earth are pretty sensible, too.”

“… I don’t think so.”

“The fact that you feel that way is proof that the Masagaoka area is exceptionally peaceful. In other communities, things are much worse… You know what happens to communities that tolerate cannibalism, don’t you?”

“Yeah, well… Yeah, I guess.

Rinne-san sadly lowered her eyes.

“Nowadays, players here and there are claiming territory, and bloodshed is happening every day. It’s better to have a few thugs on your side to add to your reputation.”

… I’m told there was a time when being weak was a sin.

Given its history, it’s not hard to see why.

But doesn’t that mean that the civilization that people have built has regressed by several hundred years?

“The important thing is to find the right distance. At least they haven’t crossed that line.

And if they cross that…?

It’s just my little slimes running amok.


Rinne, give Totzen-chan a pat on the back,

“I thought you were an unreliable old man, but I guess that doesn’t mean you don’t have any ideas.”


It’s okay to show your dignity once in a while.

She’s not even half as old as you.

“… By the way .”

The one who called out to me in a whisper was Tsururi Amamiya.

Instead of her usual maid uniform, she was wearing a T-shirt on top and sweat pants underneath, and at first glance she looked like a boy.

What should we do with Aizuki Migoto?

Migoto’s being taken away right now with Asada-san holding her hand.

He seemed to have given up on the escape, but he looked unhappy with his pouty lips.

Asada-san notwithstanding, if she’s going to stay here…

“Yes. You’re dangerous. You’re the one who killed their friends.

I sigh, and with some reluctance, I tell you.

Let’s take her, let’s take her.

“… Are you serious?”


Even if we leave him here, he’s going to run off sooner or later.

And, uh… I can see it with my peaceful eyes. She probably has a gift for killing. And that’s something we’re all gonna need in the future.

I don’t intend to be a moral teacher, but I want a strong girl like her to be able to put herself in the place of the weak.

“Bijou-chan. Are you okay with that?”

When I asked her, she looked a little surprised,

“…. Hmm…”

I answered shortly.

“And, and, and, and…”

And then he dropped his gaze and..,

“Are you sure?”

“It’s not good.”

And I pulled on her cheek.


Migoto won’t make a single sound of protest.

Only to realize that you’ve reached for your throwing knife out of reflex.

“But from tomorrow on, you will not fight until I say [good]. I will also take your weapons. That’s the deal. Is that clear?”


This is probably the first time she’s responded so clearly.

At least it didn’t seem like a lie to me.

Okay, then. From now on, you’re my mate.

▼ (e.g. when referring to a specific time and place)

After that, I told everyone that I was going to move my departure time tomorrow by two hours, and retired to my room.

I’m soaked in Ryoma’s blood.

Let’s get in the shower.

… And then it occurred to me,

“By the way, Mr. Edge, I don’t think you’re taking any sneaky pictures…”

“What? No, I didn’t do that.


Is there some kind of magical force watching us or something?

“If I did, I’d know because I’d feel uncomfortable while I’m being watched… What? Don’t you know that, Warrior?

“Oh, that’s…”

Before he can say any more appropriate tricks, En-san continues.

I’ve been wondering… Maybe you’ve lost your memory, Warrior?


For a moment, everyone in the room stopped at the same time.

What is it? What are you talking about?”

“Well, there are some players who have become like that since phase 3. That’s why I thought you might be one of them.”


Whistling a lousy tune.

I knew it… I thought it was weird… If you’re in perfect condition… you’d probably kill the new hostile life form or whatever it is in a heartbeat… If you ask me… I’m sure Yoshida-san would’ve KO’d him with a single punch…”

No way.

I was almost a barbarian before I lost my memory.

“… It’s not a good thing to be found out.”

Well, he’s more like a family member.

I would have told you if I had to.

That’s good. I know someone who can help you get your amnesia back.

“What? “Really?”

I was just about to..,

Yeah. -There’s a rumor that he’s a reincarnation.

It’s all downhill at once. The information is not converted.

“Oh, I know that guy.”

“Oh, I didn’t know… But you don’t know this. He’s with Mr. Rakudo right now.

“The Way of Hardship… With Sasae-san?”

“That’s right. I’ve already had a couple of people tell me they’ve gotten theirs back.”


I mean, we’re on the right path.

We had obtained some useful information. and went back to our rooms.

When I got back to my room, I carefully burned my bloodstained clothes, took a quick hot shower and fell on my bed with a thud in my underwear.

When I close my eyes, Ryoma-san’s freaky smile comes back to me, but…

He was so exhausted that he soon lost consciousness.


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