Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

But wouldn't Tesla's invention of electricity be considered a change in the course of the world?

Of course it counts, as long as Makoto Haramura makes changes before Tesla.

"That's right, that's it, smart."

White Demon patted Haramura Makoto on the shoulder approvingly.

"But you probably wouldn't let me go to such an easy world, would you?"

"After all, such a simple world, even if successful, doesn't seem to be of much use in restoring this place."

Makoto Haramura narrowed his eyes, staring sharply at the White Demon.

White Yaksha also laughed, the corners of his mouth widening further and further.

"Yes, you understand what I mean."

"No matter how many of these worlds you visit, it's just a drop in the ocean. It's basically useless for completely repairing the central hub of the sandbox."

The two guys were talking to each other like riddle tellers.

But if you're smart, you can immediately understand what these two guys are talking about.

How many worlds of nourishment would be needed for the complete restoration of the miniature garden?

Even at the very least, it would have to reach at least half of the world originally controlled by the Little Garden.

This number is enormous.

For Makoto Haramura, going to that ordinary world was indeed very simple.

Because the knowledge learned from Academy City, such an extremely developed place, would be enough to cause a stir in any ordinary world.

But how long would it take Makoto Haramura to collect them one by one?

I'm afraid even ten thousand years wouldn't be enough time for Makoto Haramura.

So what does he need?

What is needed are helpers, enough helpers, helpers who can share the burden and help him take care of the world.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

This was the development model of the sandbox garden in the past.

But in an ordinary world without any special abilities, could Makoto Haramura recruit qualified helpers?

It is possible, but the chances are extremely limited.

But what if it were a world filled with gods and Buddhas who wielded extraordinary powers?

Where did he recruit his helpers? Putting everything else aside, their sheer power alone would be enough to subdue the entire world and make him the ruler of a world.

Putting everything else aside, let's just talk about who's currently number one in Academy City.

If he wanted to, he could easily do this in an ordinary world where there was nothing.

"Do you find it difficult?"

White Demon smiled and turned his head to look at Haramura Makoto.

"Of course there is pressure. No matter what, I am just an ordinary person. I haven't even developed my superpowers very well. At most, I am just a little stronger than others."

Makoto Haramura shrugged helplessly.

"Is it really?"

White Demon interrupted Haramura Makoto abruptly, asking this question.

"Do you really think your spatial distortion and your body are that simple?"

As detected by Academy City, the original stone's spatial distortion has not improved at all in ten years.

Even though this body's unique characteristics have been developed to their limit through my own reasonable efforts, it seems that I have already pushed them to their limit.

Even so, the White Demon said he still had energy left.

"The true treasure of your body has not yet been fully unlocked."

"Given my current situation, there's not much I can do to help you. But the only thing I can do is help you fully unlock the potential within your body."

White Demon gently tapped Haramura Makoto's chest with the tip of his fan.

It seemed as if some kind of warm current was intermittently flowing in from the White Demon Fan, and consciousness was becoming increasingly hazy, as if thoughts were being constantly taken away.

……

The silver door slowly closed, and the spatial fluctuations that were emanating around it gradually ceased.

A faint smile played on the lips of the White Demon.

Everything around was crumbling, from the starry sky to the beautiful and exquisite courtyard scenery.

Everything crumbled the moment that silver door closed.

However, the smile on White Yaksha's lips was completely unstoppable.

"White Demon, you must be the central figure of the Little Garden."

This was Makoto Haramura's last question before he was sucked into that door.

White Yaksha did not answer, but simply smiled.

"I will definitely make this starry sky sparkle again."

These were Makoto Haramura's last words before he completely departed.

"Seriously, this kid is too good at talking."

Unable to hold back, White Demon burst into laughter, extending his hand and waving it lightly.

Everything has become exactly the same as when Makoto Haramura first arrived here.

"However, a keen intuition."

"She really does look exactly like that woman, which makes me a little annoyed."

Chapter 046 A New World, The Issue of Identity

As consciousness reconnected, dizziness constantly assaulted the cerebellum, and the stomach felt like it was churning, with waves constantly rising inside.

"vomit……"

It's fair to say that the feast I just had at Misaki Shokuhou's place was completely vomited up.

"I had never heard before that traveling through space could be so uncomfortable."

Makoto Haramura had naturally studied spatial knowledge.

No matter what, he is still a Level 1 spatial distortion user, and no one can completely deny the possibility that he has no chance of improvement.

Makoto Haramura himself did not completely give up, so he continued to learn.

However, he was genuinely unaware that traversing through space would cause such intense dizziness.

"But it's alright, I'm starting to get used to it."

Taking a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping his mouth, Makoto Haramura stood up straight for the first time in this world, observing this entirely new world from his current perspective.

What appeared before him was a highly modernized city.

Before me was an asphalt road, lined with various shops on both sides, with landscaping trees and utility poles evenly distributed along both sides.

From this perspective alone, there's nothing particularly special about it.

But that's precisely why it seems a little troublesome.

"A purely modern city!"

With just a little thought, it becomes clear exactly where the so-called trouble lies.

First of all, there's the issue of identity. In an ancient city, no one would care about that.

However, in modern cities, everyone is born with their own birth certificate.

There are also all sorts of other problems.

"Indeed, let's go and obtain basic information about the world first."

"I have nothing else, but I hope it will be a world that I know something about."

With this thought in mind, Makoto Haramura shook his head and disappeared completely from the alleyway of the first otherworld he had ever set foot in.

……

Inside the bookstore, Makoto Haramura sat in one of the chairs for people to read in, turning the pages of the book in front of him one by one.

This is one of the advantages of modern cities; obtaining basic information is not considered difficult.

Because no matter what, things that have happened in history, and things that are happening now, will be recorded.

The internet is a way to obtain information.

Unfortunately, Makoto Haramura currently does not have a device capable of logging into the website.

Libraries are naturally a way to obtain information.

The problem is that most libraries require identification to enter, and Makoto Haramura didn't have any.

Therefore, the bookstore was his only option.

At times like this, you can simply pretend to be looking to buy books and browse through them briefly in the bookstore.

It doesn't matter if you have no money or identification.

That's exactly what Makoto Haramura is doing now.

He changed books very quickly, glancing at each one only a few times before moving on to the next.

"...International Magic Knights Alliance? The Bladebreakers?"

The appearance of these two terms immediately made Makoto Haramura frown, and an unnatural wry smile appeared on his face.

What could have caused him to give such a bitter smile?

He simply searched his memory thoroughly, but couldn't recall anything particularly memorable about it.

This could very well be another completely unknown world for him.

"Forget it, things will still have to be done the way they should be."

I calmed down again.

More information then entered Makoto Haramura's mind.

The Sword-Wielder!

Those who can manifest their souls as armor—'innate spirit armor'—and manipulate supernatural abilities with magic are extremely rare individuals in this world.

In ancient times, those who practiced sword-wielding were often referred to as immortals, magicians, witches, and so on.

The inherent spiritual garments manifested by their souls are also diverse in type.

The types of weapons that evolve from the inherent spirit armor of 'Holy Sword', 'Staff', 'Demon Bow', and 'Treasure' are diverse, and their abilities are even more diverse depending on their masters. Some ability users can even manipulate the flow of time and space, while others are simply outstanding in physical ability.

Normal bladebreakers graduate from bladebreaker schools recognized by international organizations, thus obtaining the 'Magic Knight' certificate.

Only in this way can the swordsman make reasonable use of his abilities.

This shows that the management of Bladebreakers in this world is actually quite strict, only slightly more lenient than in Academy City.

However, the importance of schools in this world is almost the same as that in Academy City.

"So, I still face the most serious problem."

With a 'snap,' Makoto Haramura slammed the book shut, sighed, and left the bookstore.

"How exactly should we resolve the issue of identity?"

There is no doubt that the importance of schools in this world has been demonstrated in the book.

He would then have to enroll in one of the internationally recognized specialized schools for woodcutters.

But when it comes down to it, isn't wanting to go to school still the same old thing?

A reasonable identity, at least one that can fool the school.