Summary
Reality is a piece of trash. Though rather than rejecting it, Kazuma accepted it, and handle it the way he sees fit. Looking at the fantastical scenery before him, he wonders. And soon found out, that it was all the same. No, it's even worse. But as he said, he would accept it, and handle it the way he sees fit. Particularly this sin he embodies... and its possessiveness. Gugh!