Chapter 2: Transfer

All thirty-eight boys and girls, including Takaya, were sent to a mysterious world because of a bus accident during their school trip.

While heading to the slopes deep in the mountains for a ski camp, the driver of the bus had a heart attack and fainted.
Losing its operator, the bus went out of control, crashed through the guardrail, and tumbled down a cliff.

Takaya’s memory ended as they fell towards the bottom of the valley in an iron box called a bus, shaking from right to left and up to down.

An accident where victims couldn’t be saved by any means.

But for some reason he and his thirty-seven classmates were all able to wake up. There was no sign of the teacher or the bus crew.

All that was left was the wreckage of the bus, wrapped in layers of what looked like thick ivy.

This is where the survival of Takaya, Akito, and their classmates begins.

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” I’m sorry Nagami.
Sorry it turned out like this.”

As Takaya was packing up his belongings after the class trial, Akito, who had left the circle of cronies, spoke to him.

“No, you can’t help it.
I was aware that I was the only useless person in the party.”

It’s been about a month since the accident, but during that time it was really harsh, we faced various attacks and had no choice but to survive.

From encountering strange creatures they’d never seen before to being attacked day and night by thieves speaking in a language they couldn’t understand, the situation was so panic-inducing that it’s a wonder no one had been killed so far.

Why were they still able to survive?

What made this possible were the skills that emerged in their classmates whenever their lives were in danger.

“Harukawa-kun.
What skills can you use now?”

” Ah, well… I think my handling of weapons is better than it was when we first got here.
My hunting time is getting shorter and shorter, and if it’s the kind of monsters around here, now I can fight them one-on-one.
Also, I’ve recently been able to produce electric shocks from my hands “

After saying that, when Akito focused his consciousness on his palm, something like a pale electric shock flashed with a popping sound.

“Magic huh, as expected of the chairman.”

“It’s not a big deal.
If it’s just magic, there are guys who can use even more amazing things.”

Looking towards the group, they had already begun preparing breakfast.

While giving one of their classmates a death sentence, they were already chatting and laughing, completely ignoring Takaya’s existence.

Are we really the same humans?

“… Why can they do it, but I can’t?”

After saying that, Takaya looked at his hand and tried many times. However, unlike Akito’s electric shock, nothing happens.

While almost everyone acquired the “power” necessary to survive, such as “magic” and “martial arts,” only Takaya did not yet have any ability.