Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou (WN)

"Phew, thanks, Kaori. It's all right now."

"Good.... I was in a hurry when I remembered because I was injured."

At the end of the Great Maze, Kaori, who finished healing Shizuku sitting on his back in front of that huge door, exhaled in a ho.

When Kaori said, "At that time," it was in the [Orcs Grand Maze] when he was reunited with Hajime. Shizuku was at the forefront and wore out trying to cut into enemy formation by himself. When the two of us were ready to die together, they remembered and were driven by impatience.

"That would be a lot better than then, wouldn't it? They didn't take at least one arm. This degree, minor injury, minor injury"

To a slightly teary-eyed fragrance, Shizuku says something masculine with a pompous slap on his previously crushed arm. Say the word "seriously wounded" after you've been hit with one arm! I can't tell a normal high school girl, for example.

"Ugh, Shizukuishi..."

Kaori smiled troubled at Shizukuishi like that. For a long time, even if she was injured in the archery of Kendo by swordsmanship, she didn't even say it hurt, but she was a girl who would put up with herself in tears. Kaori knows that it has a bigger side than the will to keep others from worrying.

That's why I get worried about Shizuku not making a weak noise inside or trying to sweeten me, but at the same time, the more I worry, the nicer and dazzling I smile and say, "It's okay! I can't say anything because I also know I'm going to say."

So as a fragrance weave, I just focus on healing in silence and leaning in, as usual. Body wounds have healed, but whispering doesn't change that they are causing your spirit to get irritated. Soul magic allows some mental stability, so wrap it in light while embracing Shizuku's body.

Hajime watched that from a little distance while standing. He has such an impressive, funny look.

"... what?

"No, nothing? I just thought we'd get along."

Shizukuishi intimidated by the nagging hajime, but the hajime clasped her shoulders and gave her back light.

"Hmm. Beautiful friendship."

"That's right."

"... like a lover"

Tio and Shea turned a smiling glance. But only Yue, like Hajime, said that with a teasing pranky grin on the edge of his mouth. Naturally, a fiercely protesting weave.

"Yue! Say something mean again!

"... even between girls I am not prejudiced. Happy forever."

"So... kara! Don't say anything weird!

Because I give it back, I make a fuss about the "S" part of Yue, but Kaori hasn't noticed the area yet. If you complain but don't try to leave Shizukuishi, the lily flower that blooms behind you can also be visionary, but the person is unconscious.

Yue and Kaori transitioned to the usual verbal fights as they were. I forgive you with my eyebrows in eight letters like Shizuku in a shape caught between them is troublesome, but the effect is thin.

"Hey Nagumo. Stop laughing."

"Hmm? Nothing, okay? I'm free until the Heavenly Rivers come back. Instead, he said, 'Stop! Don't argue about me! Why don't you say' or something?

"... What indecisive woman am I?"

Hajime giggles at Shizuku, who stares like a muck. Hajime opened her mouth when she stopped laughing at Shizukuishi, who looked even more unhappy with such a hajime.

"Yae Oak, better be a little more appropriate"

"Yes?"

"I'm saying it's too serious. But even you're being spirited with whispers, aren't you? Then we just have to make noise and refresh ourselves together at times like this. There's no one here that you have to take care of."

……

To Hajime's words, Shizukumi opened her eyes wide. I don't know myself, but I think I touched the harp line for some reason. It's like being uttered the opposite of whispering...

Hajime, not particularly attached to Shizukuishi, who had shut up, distorted his mouth in a niggling and mean way.

"What, shall I lend you Shea's rabbit so you can relax? Shizukuishi, who loves cute things?

"Oh, shut up! Fine! I mean, stop laughing at that nigga!

Shizukuishi raised her voice of protest as she dyed her cheeks as bright red as an apple. But fulfill it, did you dye your cheeks because they made fun of you, or because they accidentally called you by name...

Hajime with a mean grin that looked just like Yue, who was teasing Kaori beside him about such a Shizukuishi reaction. Whatever he said, he realized in vain, Shizuku turned to him like he bent his navel.

And his gaze pierced his gaze from both sides at Shizukuishi, who was reacting cutely in such a way. It's Yue and Kaori who stopped arguing at some point. Those two, Jee and it's already looking at Jee and Shizuku.

"Hey, what's up?"

"... Shizukura is turning red. She's cuter than usual."

"...... hmm. I'm glad Hajime is mean to me."

"Hey, I'm not happy, I'm not even cute! You two, don't make fun of me!

Shizukuishi herself protests because she thinks the two of them are squeamish, but Yue and Kaori at the time had a very suspicious look toward Shizukuishi. I feel that what I have been feeling for some time now is gradually becoming stronger by acting together from the Wang capital.

"... more again?

"Ugh, given the current situation, I don't think there's more than one person... and Shizukuishi would rather..."

For a moment, Yue and Kaori, who looked at each other and passed through each other, shared their thoughts. I felt they were discussing something hard to see about me, and Shizuku inadvertently tried to open his mouth, at that time,

Goo!!

A tremendous stream of magic swept up the snow smoke and stormed heaven. Shortly afterwards, an immensely powerful shell of light blew out the snow smoke and rushed straight into the hazy (...).

Hajime punctured and twisted the space in front of him when he removed the metal plate from his nostrils without showing any particular haste. Immediately thereafter, a gate of spatial transfer opens in front of the eye.

There, a stream of light slipped in as he decided to fly over the ground. Then, he jumped out of the gate, which served as an exit based on the keyhole artifact "gatehole" that had been placed beside Hajime, and flew straight in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"Gwanghui!"

"Heavenly River guy, did you use the limit breaker... you're in a lot of a hurry"

Shizuku, who now perceived the abridged version of the chant "Divine Prestige," rises as if he had said it by accident. Hajime, too, shrugged with his gaze over the flying rays of the shelling, as he was already caught in snow smoke and invisible.

It was self-evident that the attacks of Gwanghui and Ryutaro were being consciously induced by Hajime. So I pre-engineered avoidance by a more secure gate than I would have prevented, but it still seemed right.

The attack never flew in during the conversation before, probably because Kwong Hsi and the others didn't use anything other than melee for fear of friendly fire. But, come on, it looks like he tried to open up the situation by chopping his feathers. By now, I would be blurring my face into my own attack flying in the wrong direction.

"Now, the River of Heaven, which used" boulder breakthroughs, "will be cleared in a few minutes. Problem is, the two of us..."

"Huh? Ko, is the glow good?

Shizuku, with a worried expression, speaks to Hajime, who has missed his gaze. Its gaze is directed in a direction where there would be a flicker and a glow, an atmosphere that is likely to continue to rush to rescue.

In that sense, Hajime added words with a frightened face to Shizukuishi, which could be described as overprotective.

"Does he still have a derivative of" Limit Breach "? Then it means we can still afford it until it's used. Besides, the only condition for clearing this maze is probably to defeat the Golem, one by one, right? Now it wouldn't be serious for him to help either."

"It... though it may be"

"Ha, that's why Yae Oak bakes too much care. That's why they call me Ocan.

"Who's Okan? Nagumo will be the only one who says that! Absolutely rude!

Unfortunately, Shizuku is angry with Punska for the words that continue while convincing him of Hajime's words. Hajime, lightly through it, now took the compass out of his nostrils. All I want is a place for the Taniguchi bell.

"... that way"

"Hajime. Ryutaro-kun and Suzuki..."

"Wait, I'll make sure now. I think the defensive Taniguchi feels more stuck than the attacking slopes..."

That's what I said, Hajime flying cross-bits following the compass's guidance. The "far permeable stone" of the cross bit, which disappeared in the snow smoke, showed only a hint of snow colour, but after a while began to see a thin glow on the other side of its veil.

Raise the cross bit over the sky that led to where the bell is and explore how it is at the overlooking fulcrum. Then, apparently, the bell surrounded both himself and Frost Golem with "holy extinction.

The laser that strikes from all directions is prevented by the normal "sanctification," and Frost Golem is melted by the junction of "sanctification and sanctification", which combines flame-based magic with sanctification.

Frost Golem has already shrunk its body to about a third and is now dripping bottoms and water in a progressive fashion. Seems like he's storming over and over again or knocking on Halvard without breaking the junction that seals him from the inside out.

Several attacks have caused the "Holy Extinction" to crumble, but every time the bell is repaired, it has apparently not been able to escape immediately after the start of the battle.

But the bells, who continue to maintain their bonds, don't seem to have any problems either.

"Ugh, haha, a little more... almost..."

I sweat like a waterfall from my forehead, my breath is rough, my eyes are becoming vain. The continued maintenance and repair of advanced junctions seems to be draining considerably. The two spreading iron fans also shivered as they sifted, and are now about to fall zero out of their hands.

Perhaps, "Holy Extinction/Explosion didn't have enough firepower. The idea of melting it if you can't blow it up at once is brilliant like a conjunctor who understands his moves well enough to ignore the evil environment of remarkably inefficient flame-based magic magic in [Ice Snow Cave] if it is surrounded by conjunctivities.

Later, it's a question of the magic/concentration of the bell or the endurance of the frost golem, which keeps it......

"I can't lose. Ha ha, you'll never lose! Whatever they say, definitely bells, talk to Eri again!

I guess I hear whispers. It excites a heart that is about to break, by raising its roar. To the vain eyes, once again, the brilliance of a strong will returned. Regain your temper as you brutally wipe your sweat with your cuffs.

Seeing such a sight, Hajime was convinced that the bell would be fine. I'm sure the experience in [the Great Labyrinth of Harzina] made the bell a step stronger.

Hajime next explored Ryutaro's position on the compass. And fly cross-bits in that direction. That's how a while further, I discovered a place where the snow smoke was blowing heavily in all directions.

Again, a fiercely abandoned sight jumped into Hajime's eyes as he looked over from above.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Gaaaaaaaa!!

He even beats each other without moving a single step at close range while raising his roar. For some reason, Frost Golem didn't even have a tower shield with Halbad, and he even repeated that if he hit me on the left cheek, he would hit me back on the left cheek, and if he hit me on the right cheek, he would hit me back on the right cheek.

It's like beating each other up by the river. No more friendships with Frost Golem after this, right? and Hajime accidentally half-eyed. Had it not been for the full-blown creativity of the laser and the attack from Frost Golem, I would have seriously doubted its potential.

Or think about avoiding it a little bit! I couldn't help but scratch it. Perhaps it's murky to defeat Frost Golem while avoiding lasers! and give up early, then you just have to take it down before you fall! But I guess I thought.

"Dumb. There's an idiot..."

Hajime shrugged indulgently as he manipulated the cross bit.

When Hajime explained the status quo to the surprised Kaori, although he had an impressive look on the bell, everyone looked at Ryutaro, headed by two childhood tamers. In particular, Shizukuishi has a headache or grinds her temples.

"Frost Golem seems to be closer to the limit too, so the momentum on the hill would work it out... well, it's about Kaori, childhood taming. Good luck with that."

"... yeah. Ryutaro-kun also needs a sermon."

Kaori, whose eyes are not laughing, is very scary. I don't even think my brain muscle will heal, but I should definitely scold him very hard.

Then a few minutes later. It seemed that the first Kwanghui defeated Frost Golem, "diving through the snowsmoke tunnel with the Holy Sword instead of a cane while enduring terrible fatigue due to the side effects of the limit breakthrough. The bell then cleared and let the snowsmoke tunnel open. Shizukuishi hurries to pick up the bell that flutters over, just like Kwanghui.

And Ryutaro, who finally knocked out Frost Golem, was... alone, fainting while sinking into a sea of blood with a satisfied face. I'm not in the snowsmoke tunnel, so the laser is looming relentlessly.

"Wow, Ryutaro!

Kaori rushes out in a big hurry. Hajime prevents the laser by wrapping the "Vajra" around the cross bit that was left waiting while sighing. I saw Ryutaro's energetic weather fainting face and was gently willing to kill him. Kaori arrives at the gunpoint halfway seriously thinking about shooting the shotgun in his face like this, and I find it hard to think.

Kaori comes running down the tunnel with Ryutaro's feet dragging. Seems to be healing at the same time, but Ryutaro's back of the head was jumping against the ground with a gong, and the handling was vegan and terrible.

Because everyone assembled in front of the exit through the snow smoke, or the sun that was shining overhead disappears. At the same time, the laser stopped and the snow smoke rose to heaven again, gradually clearing its sight. And the huge gate, which was supposed to be the exit, glowed brightly to indicate clearance, and began to form a membrane of light rather than open.

"Apparently, this membrane of light is at the exit"

"... it looks like a gate. The exit of the metastatic system?

"I don't have a good feeling about it."

"It's Shea. I had a good feeling about the Great Labyrinth.

"Haha, sure. Spiritual blame isn't too much of a problem, but it's depressing, so I hope you don't give me a break anymore... I'm sure you won't... ha"

Shea's rabbit drowned depressingly. If it's a physical attack, it's not Shea's enemy with significant bug characterization, but the kind of mental attack that twitches and interferes with unconscious areas is depressing like having a small bone stab in the throat, even if there's nothing wrong with it. It irritates me plainly.

By the way, Tio... you shouldn't mind.

"Kwanghui-kun and Bell, gather around here! I'll fix it together."

Kaori speaks to the glows who fluttered and reached in front of the exit and sat back to say it was the ultimate in fatigue as it was. The glow of crawling on all fours and crawling over without words creeps inside. The bell is illuminated by Shizukuishi holding the princess for some reason.

"... Nagumo... my attack... bad"

Potty potpourring in a dark atmosphere while the glow is wrapped in a healing light.

"I told you, I don't need to hesitate. I wish I could have done it from the beginning."

"... right. My" divine authority "should have flown, but you didn't have one dirt on you. Whatever you do, I can't give you one itch. So I..."

"Mitsui, are you okay? Something's wrong." Side effects of breaking limits, that hard? Lie down a little?

……

With a dark eye, a glow that spills a self-derisive word on a hazy shark that is intact but spotless and doesn't even show a shadow of fatigue. Shizukuishi called out worryingly to such a glow. I guess you say I'll lend you a knee if you're going to lie down. I'm pounding my knee.

But the glow of the day immediately strayed away from the look of something to fear when he saw such a Shizukuishi as a chill. I shook my head and told him I didn't need it, and then I meditated. But my gaze at Hajime just before I meditated...... only Hajime noticed. Is it because I felt it was stained with hatred...

"It's a nasty concept..."

Hajime accidentally laughed bitterly.

Then, after a while, we decided to proceed to the exit of the light because we had all recovered somewhat. It's not even a full recovery, but it's a decision that would be better than staying in this maze where whispers continue to dwarf your spirit.

"Well, then, let's go"

With Hajime's words, everyone jumped into the Gate of Light.

The vision-dyed glow subsided and Hajime slowly opened his eyes.

"... have you been severed? Well, I was expecting you."

Hajime shrugged with a wrinkle between her eyebrows in an atmosphere that still seemed to punch her tongue. There are no companions around it. I am alone.

With his gaze around him, the place with the hazy seemed like a narrow passage. It's a two-meter square mirror house, showing itself up, down, left and right. Looking back, all there is is is a penetrating wall, nothing like an entrance or exit. It was the only place I could move on.

Presumably, each of the Jews was flown into another passage of the same kind by themselves, and Hajime decided to move on.

Footsteps echo walking on the ice ground like cuttlefish and mirrors.

By and large, would you have walked long enough? Continuing on a straight path with no divides, Hajime eventually reached a large room with a huge ice column connecting the ceiling to the ground in the centre. Like mirror-like ice walls, cylindrical ice columns often reflect the appearance of hazy sharks.

"There's no other passage... That means the ice-cold..."

Yes, alone, Hajime walked over to the ice-column. Because of the large diameter, the appearance of the hajime does not distort even relative from the front, and as the hajime approaches, its appearance gradually grows larger, as if another hajime were coming from the world behind the mirror.

Hajime, who had finally come close enough to be able to touch the ice-column, saw herself in a jittery. Eye bands on gray hair, black coat, one hand a prosthetic hand... still brilliant cook two style. Hajime collapsed from his knee.

"... Shit. I haven't looked in the mirror properly lately... what a shock..."

Hajime dripping on all fours. Actually, I don't usually look in the mirror too much, so I don't think I've seen myself closely in a long time, so I've been a little damaged. A black history sealed deep in my heart says, "Did you call it?" and peek into his face. By the way, Yue fixes sleeping habits and such every time. He likes to mock the hajime.

"This is true, as the whispers say, there may be no place for me in Japan..."

The whisper, I'm sure, wasn't what you wanted to say. It is a terrible misunderstanding.

As it showed, suddenly, a voice I was already used to hearing sounded.

"That's not what I meant."

"... I knew I was out"

Hajime lifts his face off all fours as he narrows his eyes suddenly. Then I captured myself (...) staring myself in the front (...).

Yes, even though the hajime is falling apart, the hajime shown on the ice column remains standing.

'Ho, I'm still not upset. As expected or me (...)?'

"That's right, isn't it? The concept of this Great Labyrinth is largely conjectural. On top of that, considering the testimony of Heavenly River, I thought this would happen sooner or later."

Hajime in the mirror gives a niggered grin to Hajime, who said she had come talking to me but was not upset at all.

"By the way, what's the concept?

"You're me, aren't you? Then you wouldn't have to ask."

'No, no, I'm sure I'm you, but it's not everything. You expected that, too, didn't you?

Hajime nods, "Sure." My guess was that the hajime in the mirror was similar to the fake one that came out in the [Great Labyrinth of Harzina], and I would have read his information and tailored it to look just like the real thing, but that was the right thing to do.

"Not everything" would mean that the hajime in the ice column is only the trial of the Great Labyrinth. Then I can also nod about trying to match the answers (...).

"... the concept of this labyrinth would be to beat yourself. Negative parts of yourself, dirty parts that have come out of sight, inconvenient parts, inconsistencies... can you beat such things? Perhaps it's a test not to be put into God"

"Boulder, me. Absolutely, you're right. '

The hajime in the mirror claps with a deliberate trick. In contrast, "What a annoying aspect," said the irritating hazy. Completely boomerang.

but its annoying side changed the leopard at the same time as the applause stopped. His eyes began to emit red and black light, and his whole body began to stain blacker than black. The gray hair turns to its original black color, the skin burned in the day is even lighter and blacker, and all the way to the color of the clothing turns into a pitch black based, so it is really black all over the body.

Hajime stepped back to take a wary distance, at that moment,

Dpan!!

Dpan!!

He didn't even show off his shooter, he didn't even kill himself, he was shot simultaneously in extremely natural motion.

The dark-haired hazy pulled the trigger of a black-painted donner without some gaps, while a bullet really popped out of the mirror. A rail gun that emits a black spark as cloudy as a hedron. It was a bright red flash that intercepted it.

Hajime launched a merciless attack while taking a "pull back" action. The bullet, pulled out and shot in a very natural motion, fell to the ground, shaking each other with a sharp black flash and in the air, like some kind of joke.

It is also horrible that physical attacks have popped out of the mirror, but more than that, it is most horrible around both releasing lethal attacks naturally without killing.

'Ha, I knew you'd find out. At what time, with what thoughts, with what moves to slaughter enemies......'

Black Hajime stepped out of the world of mirrors as she niggered. It emerges from an ice-column that spreads ripples into this world. Then he pulled out the shlake with the left arm of the same prosthetic arm as Hajime and took the stand with the donner of his right hand. That's Hajime's state-of-the-art gang-kata.

Hajime takes the same stance silently. The grey-haired hazy and dark-haired hazy began to take the same stance as mirroring to release an unusual killer. Its immense pressure is completely mutual. Apparently, it reproduces all the abilities and weapons you can have.

If you're a regular person, you signaled the start of the trial while the black hajime niggered as the pressure was released that you could freak out just by the two of them.

"Come on, Nagumo Hajime. Can you beat me?

Shortly afterwards, a spectacular roar echoed that stirred the space itself.

It was the sound of two simple steps, the sound of simultaneous shelling due to the instantly removed cross bits, and the sound of each other's spinning kicks bursting in disguise when fired upon.

Hajime turns the donner by forcefully stopping the body, which is about to blow, with spikes smelled on the back of his shoe. There was a crashing sound between the gatilli and the metal at that gunpoint...... If you can see, the black hajime was pointing the donner at each other in exactly the same motion, with no dimensional madness and the gunpoint meshing with each other.

"Die."

"Die."

Without hesitation, pull the donner's trigger simultaneously while ordering death. A fierce noise roared, and each other's donners played each other with tremendous momentum. but at the next moment, shrugs set up to go through each other's armpits erupt.

The red flashes emitted at super close range clash from the front just halfway between the two generating shock waves as they whisk each other's bullets. Before the two crushed bullets fell to the ground, the two hajimes used their impact to rotate their bodies and release an upper kick with the auspicious wind.

Gun! And the shock sounds like a joke that I don't think the raw guys hit each other, and shortly afterwards, the kick changes angle and changes vividly to a mid-level kick.

Again, the moment the clash sound between the metals sounds, the hazy donner is aimed at the head of the black hazy and the trigger is pulled. Black Hajime paid off with a black donner's barrel at the moment when the trigger was pulled, and at the same time shot and unleashed a black shlake towards Hajime's head.

Hajime, who still pays his opponent's hand with Shrek's barrel and misses the ray. I don't even care if the black flash plunders my head, pulling back the donner that was played first and firing continuously trying to capture the black hazy, but that is also missed by a black hazy elbow punch.

They try to penetrate a moment's gap while shifting each other's rays at close distances with a single piece of paper. The black and red flashes fall out behind your back in vain, unable to capture your opponent. Attacks from blind spots by crossbits also still don't work by being offset by black crossbits.

"It's strong. It's really strong. It's probably not the kind of power humans can have. Hey, me?

"Ah?"

"Wind claws stretched out from the donner, which seemed to be a shooting, and cut each other's cheeks shallow. From the splashing gap of blood, except for the niggered black hazy face.

'The power of the monster, the hands dirty with blood, the mind not hesitating to kill...... I wonder what my (you) parents think when they look at you now?

"... what are you trying to say?

Reloading with gunspin, Hajime tries to break his foot with "smell" until he releases his next bullet. At the same time as the red spark ran on the ground, as we knew from the beginning, the black spark ran to inhibit "smelting".

"I want to go home. That's the wish that underlies me (you)... you think there's a place there?

……

"That world, especially a country called Japan, is not tolerant of killing people, is it? Well, who would accept a monster or something? Is that your father and your mother? My missing son is turning into a killer monster when he thinks he's finally back. Cook, cook, you'd be in a rustling shock." Are you really my son? "

The silent expression Hajime took a large quantity of grenades out of the "treasure trove", put them together and ignited them in a spark of "wrapped thunder" and scattered them at his feet. For suicide-bombing-ready attacks, the black Hajime activates the "Vajra" just like the Hajime.

Shortly afterwards, an awesome explosion occurred between the two of us, which also occurred at super close range. Bobble out of the flames! and hajime and black hajime popping up making noise. At the same time, he takes out the orcan and releases all twelve rounds. When it comes to linear orbits, rocket bullets that are far from precise aim, unlike bullets, are half offset, but the remnants pull the tail of the spark and hit the target.

We shoot each other down with rail guns.

'Are you really afraid? The place to go home and other things that were gone before the day! To my home world, to my own family, to be rejected! You must be afraid!?

"A mouth that goes around a lot."

Like a stage actor, the black hajime recruits with his arms wide open with an orcan and a donner. Hajime, the frowned person, runs a circle of moons.

'That's why you couldn't ignore Aiko Hayama's words. Pointed out his way of life after his return, he made his mind waver. I refer to Aiko Hayama as "the mentor," etc., because he brought one of the answers, though trivial, to the concerns that were smoking deep down. Wouldn't you!?

……

The black hajime likewise collides in the air when the circle moon ring is removed, which is easily offset. In addition, as with Hajime, he shot a bullet into the circle lunar circle at hand and responded to the shooting of a spatial jump bullet from a pair of circle lunar circles that flew into space.

Keep up the spare attitude and keep letting out the words to stir up the hazy.

But even if you stop living the lonely way, it doesn't change that you're a bloody monster. Neither that world nor my family will accept you! It's not like you didn't feel anything the first time you killed someone. Even if I didn't feel guilty, I felt fear. I was just paralyzed and unaware, and you were "deeply afraid of coming off the Nagumo Hajime that my parents knew!

Hajime frowned and slowed the reaction slightly. Black flashes flying out of the circle moon circle shallow the right shoulder of the hajime. Little scratch. It's not a big deal. But for the first time since the battle began, Hajime is the only wound (...) sustained.

And when he saw it, he saw a black hazy. Continue to pull the word trigger so that it is convoluted intact.

'It's good to have Yue, me (you). As long as Yue is there... say so, what else can I tell you if you refuse me?

The wounds on the shoulder mouth heal slightly as they emit light. That's the effect of an artifact that incorporates regenerative magic made by Hajime. It plays intermittently like autoregeneration. It is not so effective because regeneration is granted only because it is only ore, and the subject to be regenerated is only mainly ore itself, and regeneration into the flesh is only secondary.

But even that slight regeneration, he's not going to forgive the black hajime. As he stepped in with tremendous momentum, he stubbornly targeted small earrings that incorporated regenerative magic so intensively that they had a regenerative effect on the flesh.

Once again, a fierce offensive at super close range is waged.

'But it is only a dependence. Most of the things I'm illusory that you're affectionate about are just a sense of security. As insurance against rejection. More insurance these days!?

The desire to return home, his love for Yue - a black hajime who stuck his knife relentlessly at the thought of serving as the backbone of the hajime, as he had won, while still exposing all the thoughts of the hajime and trying to throw it away in a sea of malice.

but the word was forced to close due to the red flash that plucked the cheeks. Yes, only the black hajime has sustained the wound. Unexpectedly, the elbow iron by Hajime's prosthetic hand was slammed in, lukewarmly packing an intermission into the eye-catching black hajime.

"Gohoo!?

Shortly afterwards, an explosive slug bullet was released from his elbow, blasting black hazy sharks with a splash of impact.

Hajime, who is remorseful in an elbow-beating outfit like a Chinese boxing mould, tongues his shoulder with a donner as he returns to his posture with his blue muscles floating.

"Not to say we have no choice in trials, we talk too much in the middle of a killing. If you have time to line up your favorites, figure out a way to kill more than one hand. Not even like me."

Needless to say, Hajime turns a chilled eye to say that the intrusion is still confusing.

At the end of that gaze, there was already a black hazy figure who suppressed his belly with a bewildered look as he stood up. "I suppose it was prevented to some extent by Vajra, but it still ate the burst slug bullet from zero distance. It did not appear to be intact on the boulder.

'I thought you were upset... My words are your heart. You know I didn't tell you to leave.'

"Right. It was a really painful word in my ear. Exposing the thoughts that lie deep in me is as painful as being recited a notebook storing black history"

To the reaction of a tearing hazy, so much black hazy that I suspect my words did not cause mental damage and frown root.

"Then why..."

"It's settled. I didn't have to tell you that because I was aware."

"Were you aware?

"Oh, yeah. Sure, I'm just as scared as I am, sincerely wishing to go home. It is also true that the teacher's words became one of salvation, but did not alleviate that fear. And even if it doesn't turn out what I wanted, there's Yue... yes, it's also true that I'm thinking"

'Then why aren't you upset? Humans are creatures who can't look directly at their ugly, dirty parts. Such a creature that if exposed relentlessly, it would just close its eyes, block its ears, squat and be unable to move, and still if forced to face it, it would break'

Hajime leaked a stinging laugh listening to the words of the black hajime. Shoulder to shoulder with laughter in a surprising black hazy.

"It's been a long time." Not all of them. Too serious a tone for me, huh?

……

"Well, okay. How could you not be upset? That's just because it's pointless to think about, isn't it?

"meaningless?"

"Sure, it could be rejected, and that's horrible, but that's about the future, isn't it? I can't think of an answer right now. It's no use thinking. Then I'll have to keep my fear and try to bump into it. I already decided to go home. Whatever the circumstances may be, I will go home, no matter what (...) I have my own fears. I push through more than I've decided to. That's all."

Eyes as quiet as covered water. Hajime has all figured out and declares that he will pierce his will. Even though there was no "intimidation" or "magic radiation", for some reason I felt that I was releasing much more intense pressure, and the black hajime unwittingly retreated one step later.

"... you just reopened it"

"Ha, you can certainly say that. Yeah, but let's get one corrected."

When the black hajime laughed bitterly at his barometric pressure and returned it as if it were a return of interest, the hajime also laughed bitterly. But when he made the tannic surface shortly afterwards, he asked Black Hajime to correct his remarks. Hajime strongly appeals to the black hajime tilting his neck as he takes his stand.

"Not the majority. One centimeter at best."

"What?"

"I feel 100% as insurance against Yue. Ninety-nine cents is love."

Deep psychological, the fact that you think of Yue that way is also certain from the fact that Black Hajime is yourself. But Hajime affirms his feelings. I don't do anything to distract me from Yue because I feel guilty. Instead, I'm scared if my hometown rejects me, so I'm confident I can tell Yue face to face that I feel sorry for him by reassuring him with Yue's presence.

That, in a sense, was brought about by tremendous trust: to rely on your beloved partner for the missing and the awful, although you understand that your existence is not perfect or anything else. Being Yue can also be said to be a love affair that can even be said to be such sweet.

The black hajime that received such sweet emotions of love, unleashed with the words...

"... at least make it ten percent"

The black hajime should also be in person, but I got a frightened look. I'm sure the non-hazy part planted to serve as a test for the Great Labyrinth reacted. He is utterly rude to misread Hajime's love for Yue.

Hajime stepped in at once ignoring such a black hajime. Each other's Donner Shrark runs endlessly at super close distances.

Still a mirror-copious antagonistic offense. But the equilibrium gradually began to collapse. Hajime's red flashes, or kicks, crossbits, circle moon rings, and a weapon with a prosthetic arm are beginning to capture the black hajime.

"Gu, what's going on?... even though there's no sign that I'm weakened. '

"Hmm? Weakened?

'Eh, this is a test to get over yourself. Every time I overcome the negative emotions that I have, I become weakened, being a negative imaginary. Conversely, the more you divert your attention, the stronger it becomes'

"Han, is that the rule"

Finally, Hajime's donner bounced off the black shrug. It falls to the ground and rolls far as it spins in circles. With that in his ass, Hajime Shrak poked a gap and decided on the flank of the black Hajime.

Black Hajime stepping back as he stomped.

'But you haven't overcome it. It's just a reopening that just sent the problem ahead. In evidence, I'm not weakened... but why outweigh me! I'm you!

"Precisely me until you're relative to me, right?

"Ugh, it's about!

Furthermore, the black donner has also been crushed with every right hand, the black hajime. He releases the shotgun of his prosthetic arm, but Hajime gently pulled away and, conversely, struck a rail gun into his elbow joint to destroy it.

The two hajimes who take the distance and relate again. But the black one was already full of creativity. The look is full of doubt.

"Don't you get it? The statue of you is made of information I read from you. That's probably from going into the maze to coming in front of this room's ice-cylinder. Which means you're only me until a few dozen minutes ago. Then now, in this battle, you just have to be stronger than you were a few dozen years ago. That's all."

"Stupid...... such a thing"

"Don't let me deny it. Find a way to live in the killing. Whether it's a muscle, a comma, a second's speed, a drop of magic, or a half-step advance reading, you can survive if you outpace your opponent. That's how we've been controlling each other the whole time. Wouldn't you?

The black hajime, which had been stubborn for a while, pulled strength from his shoulder with a beat aside. Then, with a bitter laugh, he gathered the crossbits around him and took the stand of a hand-to-hand fight.

'Sure, I did.... I had no idea there was a guy who would break through by "reopening" rather than "overcoming" this trial. If you'd been upset, you'd still have had my chance.'

"Don't be silly. There's no chance of you winning from the start. The statue is a figment, a figment. I'll crush you with that annoying noodle."

"It's self-inflicted, that."

Shortly afterwards, just like at the start of the fight, a roar rang. But the result is bright and white.

A black hazy whose lower body blows up and disappears with all sorts of shaking like a palm flame as she falls and falls. There were no words already, but the expression was somewhere satisfying.

The hajime, who exhaled deeply and lifted his remnants of his heart...... was unable to do so and struck about three shots at the head of the disappearing black hajime. The black hajime bouncing bikun bikun disappeared this time it became a pale light. Finally, it must have been my fault that I heard 'air read, motherfucker'.

At the same time Hajime punished Donner with a holster, a part of the wall of the room melted out quickly, and a passage appeared behind it.

"The Jews... well, you're all right"

With such a grunt, Hajime proceeded to the back of the aisle.

By the way, I don't know if there's any glow in "It's OK"... guess what.