I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

- Shot.

It was after singing whether she was happy or unhappy that she recognized the fact properly.

He was in the middle of a deep bow to the audience with his neighbor, the fake singing princess.

A group of unfamiliar flashes mixed with the light of performances, and the sound that really rips the air looming.

I don't have time to think it's weird, dancing like he's swinging himself, all of them to heaven.

The sight I played and scattered was certainly fantastic, but after singing a song

Relief has given me room to think what it means. That was a shooting.

Even if I didn't know the details, that's all I knew.

Yes, I was about to get shot again.

"Huh!?

I can't raise my face with it lowered. I had concerns that I didn't look like I could show you.

As soon as I realized it was only a matter of time before I held down my trembling knee and desperately hid it.

Still can't get my face up. I don't go up. That light, a dozen bullets.

The sight that looms at once resurrects once the horror is known.

I can't move like my throat is closed. I may have lost my voice again.

You protected me properly. I didn't even get one scratch.

Even if I could figure that out with my head, I would have definitely died if I had hit one shot

The fear of seeing the murder weapon (bullet) looming will not disappear.

Pity. Do you throw away your job? Still professional? Is yesterday's word a lie?

Yes, I scold myself, but my body doesn't follow me just because my thoughts go first.

I can't get my face up. I just can't get any more delusions.

If we don't do something about it before the audience is suspicious, we do something about it.

"─ ─ ─ Eh, eh"

My body suddenly moved when my impatience called me in a hurry to stop moving extra.

No, should I say it was pulled up by the person next door?

No, that's also not accurate. as she herself does not understand very well

If you noticed, it was stuck in the arms of a false singing princess (Sinichi) and in her chest.

"Huh, uh-huh!?

Monica dyed her face red with agitation as soon as she recognized the feeling.

I have close experience with male dancers in performances, choreography, song atmospheres, etc.

But the “unexpected” thing easily pulls her vegan face out.

Thinichi's appearance was exactly the same as Monica's, but when she was held tight.

I can tell it's clearly different (heterosexual). I get it. That's a mistake.

I guess it's his own feeling. But that's what Monica assumed somewhere.

It wasn't the "younger boy” body. Strong arms and a hard, disappointing chest plate.

I can see from a closer look that it's actually quite a workout.

It was flesh that I thought was a child but was firmly “man”.

She tasted the unexpected gap all over herself.

It became bright red and hardened without understanding.

"... a little song, hang out with me"

followed by words whispered in his voice in his ear were neither encouragement nor reprimand nor teasing,

It was an “invitation” in a soft tone. Monica pointed a strange face at him.

I see the evil kid (Sin Yichi) there who just looks good at "let it go".

It would be impossible to help but accidentally loosen my cheeks.

"I knew the real thing was amazing!

I was kidding. I set up a battle.

Monkey imitation like me is the best way to keep up!

Take it. He speaks in Monica's voice better dressed as a hug.

The declaration of defeat in a voice somewhere as thrilled as the meaning of the present embrace, is extremely,

I meant it.

"Everyone will think so -!!

And if you ask the audience for their consent, cheers and monica calls continue.

Everyone doesn't know what really happened on stage right now.

That's why I enjoyed the battle of song and dance with the mysterious second person as a performance.

The look on each face tells the story of that voice.

Monica was a little hardened by it. It's like freedom came back to her body,

I feel like I'm back in vitality and moderately out of strength.

"... thank you all for seeing my unsolicited intrusion and battle!

I may not thank you for that, but I have a surprise song for you!

I haven't even written a song yet, I don't have a title, I haven't decided whether to announce it,

Still, I want everyone here right now to hear her new song!

"Huh?"

Especially that emotion blows up with that statement of his. What the fuck?

I don't remember a song like that. I do have a few songs if you're in the process of making them.

All things that are not very but not even in a state where you can sing in an acapella.

But the audience is cheering to convey the excitement of joy, no longer without

It wasn't a situation I could. On the contrary, I just need to give you a gap to think about.

At some point I was forced to raise my hands in heaven that were joined together to tangle my fingers.

"Huh!?

Monica is at her best to make sure her surprise voice doesn't get on the mic anymore.

Light effects envelop us immediately after we are forced to raise our hands.

Hiding ourselves from the audience, he whispers to Monica in his own voice again.

"Just keep your mouth shut and match it."

But without waiting for a reply, he rang his finger from the hand of the empty one.

I guess I dared put that sound on the mic. At the same time it sounds like a venue.

The curtain of light had disappeared and the two singing princesses were undergoing further costume changes.

Monica's. That's a ethnic costume-style bodice with a long skirt dress.

It's a black knight's outfit with a simple, unadorned shoulder badge.

It's as if he suddenly changed from live to theatrical stage, all the while.

It is reminiscent of the village daughter of that era and a knight. And he stays in grip.

Kneel while holding hands back. When you touch your own hair like you stroke it at the same time.

It dyes black in an instant and changes the hairstyle to ponytail.

And I dropped my lips gently on the back of my hand as a matter of course.

"Eh..."

Monica gets upset inside about what she didn't expect, but she mobilizes professionalism.

Only the expression shows a calm smile. the face of myself (Kale) looking down on

I was just giggling for a moment when I was spotting it. It sprouts frustration, but so does it.

It is Monica, who naturally did not show up on her face. Probably even that.

I deliberately ignored what would have been discerned.

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

From there he stands up slowly and sings quietly without letting go of his hand.

Pull Monica's hand and induce her slowly to proceed back to the runway.

The song that resonates is a singing voice that is somewhere powerful enough to be calm, just for what you're hearing.

It is certainly my voice and makes me sing a lot like it.

but as a singing princess, it was someone else's voice and someone else's song.

─ ─ ─ ─ ─

……………

That's why I have something to attract ears to.

He takes his hand to lead and moves on, but his face was always this way.

That's probably to make it easier for Monica to do the body she's singing with.

It's her mouth, but the voice that rings in the venue is somehow a duet.

It will be his work that is making it sound as if he is. But.

With serious eyes, I sing with serious thoughts. And there is no illusion anywhere else.

There is no song, the voice is a lie, the way you sing is imitation, but still,

The song was very warm.

A human hymn, should I say?

A song that praises the people who live the days that can be described as “normal” of nothing.

I don't even know their names. A song that delights that someone can send such a routine.

A song that unconditionally allows you to “be” there and says it's great.

A song that encourages you that only confronting, fighting, and enduring is not the right answer.

A serene song that acknowledges “now”, whether uncertain or incomplete.

A kind song that tells me that what's not special is special.

The thoughts that are put into my chest are stained. from its lyrics, not its singing.

Monica looks at the audience as she pretends to be singing too.

Apparently, I could see that I wasn't the only one who thought so.

It's not like I'm intoxicated by the Monica Chantal songs I've seen.

Everyone was extremely impressed with the song that gave me the words that everyone had and wanted me to say.

I don't know. I just look around lightly and find a few of them.

She herself was about to loosen her tear glands if she caught her guard.

That's all the lyrics had tremendous power, sincere thoughts looming in my chest.

"... Huh..."

And when I realized, the song was over. Was she or he the one who leaked the exclamation?

back to the center of the stage. Both names thanked each other quietly, but returned the

It was a quiet, not cheering, applause to thank for something.

You did it again, though Monica wasn't calm inside.

I peered next door captivating the venue in a way different from my own and... instant anger boiled.

Both of us misread the thoughts put into the lyrics.

'Cause he had a quiet face. The expression itself sang, it felt like it was done.

It would be too calm if it were a monica that was brewing but could be seen as acting.

It wasn't accustomed, emotionless or indifferent, it was just an enviable face.

keep the audience all enchanted. Not proud of its achievements, but listened

His eyes envied the people who were not grateful and were extremely impressed.

Yeah, I guess so.

Songs now mean different things to listeners and singers.

This is the song of someone watching something called "normal everyday” from the outside.

searching, scorching, those who can't get in there. Still, it

An oath song that says, affirms, and tries to keep an eye on what is worth (beautiful).

So he himself has no part to tremble at with this song, even if he is seriously singing.

- I'm not kidding.

"Here."

"Ouch!?

I fisted the flank of it just to say I didn't like it.

Was it not much effort, but was it accidental?

It was his own voice, but somewhere with his vegetarian reaction.

Monica lowered her drink just a little when she could see how painful it was.

"What are you thankful for, singing unpublished songs on your own!

I went out with you once because the battle was fun, but look at that!

The venue is soaking up!

"... ah"

Hide it and point to the audience as you get on with his setup and complain.

The fake singing princess (Sinichi), who turned her gaze to be caught, also solidifies by acknowledging her quiet appearance.

I think it's better if you say we're still dating for about a day or two.

She laughed and said the solution was odd.

"This. So we have to go to another uplifting song?

Throw those thoughtful words in the audience and you'll get back the stiffness you expect.

I smile even more like I feel better about this, facing the fake singing princess (Sinichi).

I kept staring straight at each other.

"Now I'm going to have you hang out with my song.

Right...... Shall we go with "Alamodo I want to fall in love"?

"Eh."

Monica didn't miss the moment she told the title that her (Calle) face was tight.

Apparently, I didn't even know Monica Chantal until yesterday. And he did.

They checked to see what kind of song they had when escorting them.

Or have you tried to negatively affect yourself in every song?

Whatever it is, that face would be a reaction because I know what song that song is.

'Cause it's the sweetest tune and lyrics of Monica's songs and she's a singer

If you don't get in the mood before she even sings herself, shame is going to win.

It's a substitute. It would be extra “tight” if a man were to sing that.

It's just a song from a fan that mentions Monica's few "Loves" and

There is a rarity that you don't hear much about live because you unconsciously avoid it,

The audience was rejoicing because it was also an uplifting song.

I mean, singing is inevitable anymore.

"Hehe."

………

He told me that his face was silent and that he had done it.

You're welcome, and all the while Monica replies one wink.

And the lights that illuminated the two of them went out as if that was a signal.

When the onstage disappears into temporary darkness, they turn their backs to each other in silence.

of Monica. That just posed as usual before singing,

Apparently he went along with it. Monica's on those signs over her back.

When I grinned, I just threw my voice behind my back vigorously.

"Stay in my concert and be prepared because I won't return you with a boring face"

"... superior. Let me enjoy another song."

Of course, the light hits Monica and him again, nodding without speaking out.

The costumes of the two had changed again. It's mostly shades of black.

It just turned into a white lineage, but the singing princess is a pink dress style costume with more frills.

Designed with an emphasis on ease of movement, however, when the two figures line up

It created exactly the same atmosphere as a princess and a prince.

And then the fun, cute, pop song that started, and the prince and the princess...

Spin some sugar-rich lyrics while performing some comical dance.

Besides, the audience rode Nori with a pen light emitting the light of the pink lineage.

Looks like they're being entertained safely. It's just that they both looked the same.

It is picturesque because beauty is doing it. One of them is really mediocre looking.

Knowing it's a boy, the singing princess laughs with pleasure at acting or authenticity. Of Monica's face.

What face is that boy downstairs spinning lyrics like spitting sugar directly?

"Speaking of which, where are you really who?

When I entered the long intermission during the song, I put in a set short MC and spoke next door.

Half of it was from the thought of making a proper and explicit statement about the performance settings.

The other half is due to the challenging sentiment that the adder of the talk is also profitable.

But they decided from the beginning to ask each other questions in the pose.

It will show off a reminiscent exchange.

"I've been invited to a lovely song. I like flirting..."

"Oh, fairy?

"No, it's an evil god"

"Merchant stories disturb me all at once!?

"I won't do anything, if you'll entertain me."

"Pfft, ok, even God will let you wander!

Songs that are unchanged and too sugary to be played with boiling cheers again.

Sugar-rich treats garnish themselves for more sweet love (decoration).

I think I'm going to buy a lot of charming tricks and choreography, but other songs and...

The adorable appearance of the singing princess, rarely seen in the media, is well received.

And the other singing princess who wraps it up in prince-style costumes makes it stand out more.

Unlike before, we don't sing solo, we don't move and dance on stage. Monica.

It was the main thing. I laughed in my heart that she was being overly considerate. She unnaturally

Leaning closer in an invisible motion (adder) leans against the shoulder of Shinichi to match that motion.

Monica stretched her neck slightly and put her lips on her cheeks as she posed adorably.

"Chuh."

"Eh."

Just like a targeted mouthpiece where the kissing sounds come in even on the lyrics.

To his surprise, revenge, spinning without a voice and smiling tearfully.

My face flashed for a moment, but Monica pulled her hand to deceive me.

Let them dance to take you around. He handled it, but the smile on his face.

Apparently, she smiled heartily that she'd found out that there was a point in thanking you, but at the same time...

"This me kissed you but it's not too flat!?" I was also angry.

Especially inside without dust, without disturbing their performance in any way.

Attract the audience. Just that gap.

"Your lips are too high. You're out of line with your job, aren't you?

I was whispered with his own voice in my ear what she would do. She loosened her cheeks with a good face and said something.

"Then hang out a little longer."

Fine, he replied with a nod to Monica, who tilted his little neck all the time.

A little more, there's a desire to indulge in this different stage.

I was surprised by the fact that he was born, but he gives his response a pleasant grin.

And the concert went to the end with the two singing princesses.

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

"Man, I feel like I'm flirting with someone!!

On the sky away from the venue, she - Muhi - was suddenly irritated by a strange hunch.

Throw the spear with a roar on the back (...) of the enemy soldier flying at the end of his gaze so as to hit it.

It's not a major fastball or anything. It's over 200 km/h. But it's from the exoskeleton.

The target and his crew noticed in the warning scattered and avoided, but the spear immediately blew itself up.

A bullet of light hits me like rain from the rear.

Whether they're good at it or sweet on this one, there won't be any crashers.

- Captain, I was in a good mood earlier.

─ You suddenly got upset, didn't you? What about the man, I mean?

─ Oh, it's perfect for Monica now, hey.

─ Unconscious jealousy! I think it's cute...

If we hadn't even jumped on ourselves, everyone would have thought of such an annotation with our hearts.

Especially since he escapes (...) apart from such a mood, he repeatedly fires unrestrained shots at enemy soldiers.

That's how the text-only conversation between my men flowed without anyone knowing.

Currently, Muhi is in the middle of a pursuit battle with roughly half of his men.

Especially in the exact sense of the word, pretending to be a chase.

Only a few minutes before now, the soldiers of 'Snake' were attacking me hiatusly.

Suddenly began to withdraw. Something's changed, but that kind of instruction.

It doesn't look like it went down, as if it's going to lose if you can't fight any more.

It couldn't be. It was too obvious an action.

Otherwise I'm making too much of a fool of this one.

At any rate, this is an “invitation” from enemy Commander Six to the outspoken.

And I guess that was his opinion again.

─ ─ "Eighty-nine out of ten, trap, I guess"

- 'That's right, hey. - So?

Sudden correspondence of thought from him.

she answered without surprise. In those days, just

If I encouraged him to continue, Sin Yichi returned a terminal instruction.

"Take Some, Jump In"

For traps and visible traps.

It can be ruthless, but she laughs inside the exoskeleton.

"Heh, I'm sure it's loaded with tricks, full of soldiers, a lot of weapons, ready, you know.

Come in there with me and a few people. So, my client?

"So you're not such a soft bitch that you can handle it, you and your men."

'Naturally! You're telling me to make you say, right?

"Of course."

What a routine airborne chat that would have told me to jump into a dead place.

It is not the conversation between the said side and the said side. But the two laugh that it's weird there.

Neither of them hated these words.

"─ Lady 2 (Ruby), choose four people with relatively low consumption other than yourself."

'You're going after me, I'll select you and fly you right away!

They were also aware of the retreat and the obvious invitation.

Perceiving the meaning of the instructions given by my boss, the immediate moving area is well educated.

It also meant that at the same time I received a request from my client.

"Helpful"

"Thank you, sir."

A short thank you is heavy because you are aware of the danger.

Her response, on the other hand, was a mild one with a grin just saying never mind.

I took care of it and received it. That's why he returned it.

"One day."

'Hmm?'

"If I'm acceptable, I'll go out with you for a day."

Muhi's eyes on Sinichi, who told him otherwise that was the extra reward for his current instructions.

The laughter spills when words stain my head, although I let them blink.

'Cause it's too “apparent".

"... P, hehe, you say that to Honto strangely, don't you?"

So don't push it. So stay safe. So don't be impotent.

My apologies for the dangerous instructions and the words I wish for them light a warm fever in my chest.

'Leave me alone... dissatisfied?

"Ma-sa!

Because I feel more "enjoyable” about the reward than I did.

Her morale was exalted even in the realm of unconsciousness.

Until the sudden woman worked.

Even that, though, is the story until we get there (induced).

It's a farce that neither the retreat of 'Snakes' nor the pursuit of 'Anonymous' is serious.

That one tries to catch them with visible hands, and this one is in it.

Because they caught me and chose to chase me. That's why that “place” is in a way.

It was a sight that should be assumed or taken for granted.

"It would be refreshing if you let it go this far."

She's not the one who can't handle emotional frustration until she's got it in front of her.

The following men just nod back with the air that they all agree with.

Though there is also some bitter laughter on the look inside the armor.

Soko is an open place with lots of nature overlooking Mount Irmkep in position.

There are stars around, only about moonlight, but with standard exoskeleton equipment.

Darkness is nothing more fearful or hidden than a certain dark vision system.

If you look around with no private houses or facilities, it's apparently private property.

A bungalow log house is built in its roughly central area.

Speaking of killing landscapes, it's killing landscapes, and if you think it has a flair, you have a flair.

As far as the naked eye is concerned, though.

"Captain"

"You don't look good on my face. You're a polite welcome."

I didn't have to respond to my men's voices. I could see that.

Because a man with a magnificent scratch stands in front of the log house alive.

They laugh bitterly at the good welcome in the opposite sense, but their bosses laugh with their noses.

And when you order your men to take a combat air sentry just by hand sign, you descend alone.

The man on the strong side, Six, looks at it with a slight face, but his eyes...

I could see from above that I wasn't laughing.

"It's an honor to take care of your invitation, but are you satisfied, Mr. Immortal Fang?

Standing quietly on the ground, she speaks to Six in front of her - 10 m away.

The man flaunted his shoulders at it.

"Ha, come on.

I'd rather say thank you for responding to my invitation. "

So what can I do for you?

If you want to surrender, you can make him a prisoner of disregard for human rights.

He said he was high while sticking the Lance he had in his hand in advance to the ground.

Including a grin, but he returns "no way" without responding.

"He destroys each and every enemy by dispersing and luring them into battle."

You couldn't even destroy each of them?

"This hurts, come on."

Six makes me laugh all the time, but so does the dust.

The only thing I don't have is enough room to understand just words or faces.

Move your neck with a bare gesture (...) that circles your gaze so that you can be alert.

"That's a lot of stuff. Though I'd be proud to think you're highly regarded.

Well, it must be an eighty-nine mass calade measure. I don't think it's enough. '

And I just told him that there was someone else.

Six showed no denial or upset about it.

"Ha ha, that's the latest in 'Unmarked'?

When you can't hide and hide in a system like this? "

He, the only people in her eyes are each other. Only in the eyes, though.

Six's right. Their exoskeleton sensors are this approximate radius of 500 meters.

It was reporting strange noise from the entire private land in the area. It's optical camouflage and all sorts of

Common when a large number of shut-off systems are running. Especially when she's almost there.

Precisely, enemy soldiers just trying to fill the area are hissing

I perceived it because I felt an unnatural flow of air.

But there is no need to correct that mistake.

"Be polite and ready to stretch the field barriers for sound insulation, shading, and disguise.

I see, I'm still going to make the showdown here...... what are you really thinking?

"What is it?

"You have seen the horror and strength of the Mascarade, even if you have seen it.

But I chose a hostile move from within the day... to be honest, though belligerent.

It's said to have the same calm that suppresses it, and it's not like you. '

The question was also a genuine question of Muhi.

The man's reputation and track record so far and the facts he's set up don't mesh in her.

I can't help but notice the unexpected weakness of the song.

Are you saying you forgot you were even overwhelmed by the weak mascarade afterwards?

"You think a good judgment would help me deal with that Goren?

'... he said he wasn't willing to talk'

I darkly blame him for making fun of it in words, even though I think it must be.

Nevertheless, I haven't even thought that you could be honest with me since the beginning.

Perhaps you can still win - sweet - do you have a plan?

Could you have prepared a hand that would surely assassinate only Monica Chantal?

I put my long and short spears in both hands with a hit that would be the place.

"You're scared of round hips... can we have a minute from here before we start?

I wonder what?

"I'll pay you five times what I pay you. Only this time will we fight together, and for you guys, he's..."

"─ I have received the declaration of war, die."

No questions asked. Throw two killer spears at bullshit you don't need to hear.

Until now, 'Anonymous' has never betrayed his client himself. And waiver of request.

If so, did the client betray you first or was the request itself a trap?

It's a famous story in the society behind Garest, and Anonymous has other rules of their own.

It wins some kind of credibility as an organization that never bends.

That invitation from someone who doesn't even know that is no longer an insult.

Did you aim for that? Was it by no means?

There is no agitation on the strong side of a man, I knew it, but it's a good look.

And its face is hidden in a swayed space, and two tall metal sounds ring.

I guess I was there from the beginning. wrap around an exoskeleton with a sturdy, thick shield to see

Soldiers were forming themselves into walls to protect Six. The movement is apparent

Quickly, against heavy armor, broke up immediately, left or right, to take the man's sight.

Even though the spear I played blew itself up, it was a position to shelter Six.

Fate will be to give him the "way”.

"Eh."

The visibility is for a moment. I didn't even have time to tongue.

She plays a silver bullet that flew in with a short-speared bit weapon that had already floated around her.

Screaming and agonizing sounds with the explosion on the left and right, but - it's the enemy anyway - I don't have time to worry.

A people-shaped silhouette that was suddenly stepping in close proximity to his eyes shook down the silver blade.

Bouncing it back with a long spear sweep. At the same time, Bitspeer's.

It eats the assault, but this time it is easily dropped by the target's shooting. of that little blast flame.

She just breathed in the way it was over there.

---There was a dull silver mannequin.

Bodysuit that emits dull silver light like it's flowing.

A simple exoskeleton (protector) -style armoured version is fitted everywhere.

A single-blade single-handed sword waves on your right hand and a large caliber handgun on your left.

Neither of them is a weapon with no philosophy of appearance, but the pressure of silver light emitted freezes the spine.

If you're just gonna take the look, it's like you're gonna be at a hero show a long time ago.

A style such as an executive of an evil organization - which is true - is.

Especially since her armor is in different directions, but with a similar or stopping atmosphere.

She deliberately ignored that point. Precisely enough to have to ignore it.

The signs I felt from the sole were taking away the room to joke.

Mascarade's power is protected or thanks to what I saw earlier yesterday.

Is that just a costume or not? Just a substitute for a silver color scheme or not.

She was discerned. i.e..

"I see it was a lie that yesterday's prototype was put into action for the first time."

This is the exoskeleton version of a true apostolic weapon. The tank I wore yesterday was rounded out.

Heavy appearance is the real thing that you can see the smartness and completeness of cloud mud.

"I'm not lying. I just didn't say there was a finished product."

I'm good at where Six's face looks over the headgear.

Reinforced clothing that flows all over your body with that silver liquid energy.

I don't see any flying units, but there's that inexplicable technique of arming.

You can't expect flaws such as not being able to fly more than is used.

"But this is really the first actual battle of this guy's... Apostolic Armor Costume (seems to be here).

Let me see how far you can go, Mr. Crimson!

When Six takes the attitude of flying away now, it's just headgear.

When the head was instantly covered in silver liquid metal and imitated the jaw gate of the snake, everything disappeared (...).

"Oh, there!

I couldn't see. I couldn't chase him. Sensors and other hairs are not even as useful.

Still, my body was sticking up a spear towards the right diagonal upward with a reaction close to my own.

As soon as there was no end to the high metal noise and the shock waves that drove the space.

"Chi!!

"Guh!!

She was only relying on a sense of mystery to intercept the falling slaughter with a spear.

It is a half miracle that the blades and tips are scattered with sparks to engage and antagonize.

Six gave her a displeasure or regrettable voice that was dealt with, but she did.

We could intercept him, but he roars at the impact of paralyzing both hands with long spears, even over the exoskeleton.

But neither of them (...) was fine dust sweet enough to stop moving.

Six hits the handgun trigger, and she unleashes her offensive skills.

Oddly enough, the silver and red and black flame bullets through the same rays were at the midpoint between the two of us.

collide to cause another shock wave around, and they leave to ride it.

The soldiers of the 'Snake' who are blown away only by the aftermath of what shows up.

Each of the two names, stopped in scaffolding and cushioning with each other, points their weapons at each other.

The man was turning his handgun again and the woman was taking out ten spear-shaped bit weapons.

A moment of confusion of Six is conveyed. In battle, however appropriate it may be.

Up to four planes is the limit, but that's ten planes. But it's an intense operation.

If we do, we are talking about.

"Go!"

There's no need for manipulation if you're just going to shoot straight out.

A spear wrapped around something like red and black thunder flies through the space.

The opponent jumped up without wings while shooting down a few of them, but avoided them.

It seems that the original location was bombed locally by all the other soldiers.

"Ha ha!!

"Don't get on with it!

I gave Muhi pneumonia to storm Lance without ever seeing it.

Six disappears once in a while at the time that the tip reaches itself.

Momentum was empty in the air, and she tried to make a sudden stop, but more than that.

I followed the chills that ran on my spine first and pushed straight ahead. moments, normally

A silver blade passes that cleaves the point where it was stopping the movement. with tongue-piercing

A bullet could be delivered to her back but prevented the black print from playing.

It was inevitable in time, but even my opponent said I could leave the defense to him.

I was lucky enough to get certainty. At the same time, the one-handed sword is suspicious.

Feeling it, throwing Lance without looking back is also two straight on the silver blade.

Given that I didn't push or lose earlier, not with the weapons I released from my body.

The mask protection seems weak and unbearable.

"... what do you care about me (spear), this guy?"

A "spear” is something that is generally penetrating, or a spear that is swept away.

Piercing point attacks are hard to hit opponents with unusual speeds.

Similar is the payment of large sums. Better than her ex. She's got the troops.

The main role is to lead the attack and destroy a larger number of opponents than ourselves.

Not skill, but the speed and power of the exoskeleton have penetrated the enemy's forces with devastating power.

It can be said that personal combat power at a speed that is neither visible nor visible is difficult.

Still, there's a lot of weird standards that make me think that it's better than Mascarade.

I couldn't help but laugh and the other guy disappeared. Not with a spear.

The mystery tells us that you selected "next” from a built-in armed soldier device.

From the front, I slapped him without looking at him according to a hunch.

"Shit, what about the spear you're good at!

'I can't believe that's all they thought, hey!

I stopped slamming the swing down. Keep your right, left with your voice.

I swung through the empty flank as I spun (...) at high speed.

"Gu!"

A suit shaped in silver of fluid is engraved with black ripples, creating a shadow in the air with impact.

The full face of the snakehead matches to see this one, right in front of you, left around your waist.

Standing up, I grabbed the gripping stick again hard. There's about as thick and as long as an adult's feet.

One steel cylinder to the left and one to the right. The gripping rod was extended from near the tip on one side of it.

There is only one weapon that such a shape shows.

"Tonfer......... I didn't know you were not good at Crimson

I've been listening, but I don't know if I've learned that. '

The size was only adjusted for the exoskeleton, but the shape was definitely tonfur.

shape, while simple, allows striking, poking, paying, tangling, preventing,

Armed for melee fights. It was also originally red monochrome, as was the armored color.

Now, as a matter of course, there is also a black pattern engraved there. I guess it's because of that.

Six felt herself flanked by a gun.

I was holding it down. The black ripples can be seen thinning over time.

I guess the shock couldn't kill him. And in front of that weakness, she stops.

I'm not a woman. Blast a black lightning mixed photon on your back and storm.

The speed of the lightning as it seems, but the target is invisible.

They disappear before they get any closer than they have a moving system.

A sudden stop at the point where Six was also immediately plays a silver bullet with the left tonfer.

There is no one without checking the direction of the bullet./(adv, adv) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk)

All in all, she lowered her arms back like an oar as she felt.

without being satisfied with a distressed voice like a clogged breath you can hear from behind.

Judging by his voice, he released a spinning kick aimed at the approximate neck position.

However, vertical. from a stationary state with maximum use of the attitude control thruster.

Vertical rotation of the fuselage. The impetus is coming. The kick will take the blade off the headstand.

It was reminiscent, but the belly of the silver blade with the cuttoe lying on it and the unpleasant metal noise.

It just ended with a play. Did you decide this was a bad time to be here again?

Six you turned off, but you can't even breathe. Countless silver bullets in all directions of her.

uncountable released by time difference. Sometimes they are taken by tonfer, bounced,

I use it like a swivel to prevent it, but I don't feel good about it.

If you give a warning and tilt your body diagonally, the silver blade runs along that angle.

I hang up on different silver armored clothes and try to slap the tongue fur, but I cut the sky.

And that same exchange goes on five times each time. to all surroundings by silver bullets.

Silver slaughter and shifty evasion that induces the will of interception and targets its gaps.

The nasty (...) bullet that I'm sure can be prevented by armor is also the ray that's holding my men.

You can't ignore it because it's a target line, and you can't even think about bullets that aren't that ray from the start.

If I played it, there was a good chance it was calculated to go to the battlefield where they were.

Her men have already been in her boss's way since Much first threw the spear.

I'm taking out a serpent's private soldier for a range that won't. Whatever. It's quite a range, though.

Enemy soldiers are hissing. It's easy to hit any of them just by spreading the attack.

Of course the target is not silent after such an attack, but the intrusion is elephant.

We're in a turmoil with enemy soldiers who jumped up to intercept, but then we'll have a few sides.

If there is nothing wrong with collaboration, it is not in the favor of a large number of people.

There's nothing to work with to get too much, and if you attack poorly, you're afraid to involve your allies.

Certain multitudes are no longer shackled if this happens. Even mobile turrets and airwar-type drones.

I've put it out, but there's too many differences. You're not used to the enclosure. That advantage.

It's as if I haven't taken advantage of it. If it's just those people, you don't have to worry.

None of them, but perhaps they feel more vulnerable to mascarade protection than they do.

I had a feeling this bullet couldn't be prevented.

Even though it's better than being attacked directly by them, this is Jiri Poor.

For one thing, the cause is the current situation where you can only react to the opponent's movements in a counter mood.

It doesn't make sense to be disappeared before you put in a counterattack no matter where the attack comes from.

The way to deal with it is simple. All you have to do is chase him to that mysterious movement.

If I could do that, I wouldn't have a hard time. Some sober head would criticize it badly,

Her intuition was telling her that was the right answer. If so, and shooting,

While avoiding the slaughter with a single piece of paper, she left the task to the reaction of her body more than half way through.

And take consciousness elsewhere to grasp the sole at heart.

- Don't lose sight of that silver sign.

- Give yourself the feeling of reacting to him.

─ Heading into the realm of Mascarade (speed) I experienced yesterday

─ I'll leave it to the senses, I'll leave it to you, that's all.

- 'Cause he said so.

"If it's sweet, it's okay, right?

I laughed at the dullness and nature, leaving my consciousness, my senses, my physical movements, just to my armor.

I felt like I saw Six in a flash of silver for a moment. And he was poking his right hand out.

"Damn!?!

That's just it. Tonfer is slapped on the snakehead of Six, who was disappearing.

close to hear a distorted voice in amazement and sudden anguish, she could see anyone in the armor and

I had an offensive grin that I wasn't there. And there's no reason to stop.

We have to allow ourselves to get back on our feet, to think, or we're not gonna break through the abdomen of every tonfer on the left.

punch in all the blows. The kind of anguish your opponent puts out all the air in his lungs.

It was a fierce rush that began without spilling but never hearing it.

Right, left, right, left. Fist strikes, spikes, beatings, slaughter by rotation are multiple

Together, dye the silver black. But enemies too. They went on four tours.

I'll strike back later or point the gun at you, but before it fires, with a ton of arm-to-arm.

entangled, tightened up and let fall to the ground. But that connected each other's arms.

A one-handed silver sword approaches the reverse as if for a moment.

Reacting, she accepts the blade tip with a left-tonfer and scatters a spark of black and silver.

They'll be dressed like they've got their hands sealed against each other.

So they never stopped, and they stuck their feet at each other as if they had shown each other.

Both are kicked like pushing their opponents out of the front and are distanced by the impact.

"Gu... chi, shit, shit, ha! This woman!

Keep all that punch in and go for even more gold or ghosts!

Six only releasing the oral part of the silver snake head and spitting blood and evil,

Only the tip of the sword is pointed this way and there seems to be no gap at all.

"Assuming it's a red ogre. Wouldn't that be strange?

Besides, it didn't seem like it went well... Shit. '

flush with a thin laugh on all the spare time, but the contents of

The last shame and the tongue pounding that just came out tells it all. The pursuit.

The only thing I couldn't do was the lack of a gap between them. I'm flanked.

The shock of the opponent's kick sounded deep and he couldn't move. to organs

The damage was minimal, but the surrounding bones were filled with armor, he said.

If you lower your gaze properly, you'll be on the armored surface of the area where you've been spotted or kicked.

The silver colour I don't like is engraved like a footprint.

I know how to use it.

I chased him as I was aiming.

Damage was also dealt well.

But with just one kick, this... doesn't fit the bill.

Apparently, just like the slaughter, or more than that, that fortified suit of apostolic armor itself.

We also had to determine that the attack from was extremely dangerous, regardless of the type.

Looks like we'll have to avoid beating each other up if we're not over armed.

Even though it was raised on the same mound, is the difference in equipment still evident?

I bite my teeth when an unintentional blow could make me fall.

"Kaha, shit... Damn, I'm in trouble"

spilled of the opponent while making sure the rising breath was unnoticed as it was

Words were oddly what she thought herself. Especially naturally.

Something is different about something.

"It took us hundreds of years to create this guy.

Later on as far as I could see, and on behalf of someone I could instantly

I didn't expect to be chased away easily... as long as I'm angry, to be honest '

If you take the word honestly, they seem to have feelings for you.

So she returned it like this in a tone that didn't even make her feel fine dust.

"It's not like you have to go through all the hassle."

'Shit, you tell me... can I ask you one thing for your information, Crimson?

Though I guess it's all because of Mascarade.

He was the one who threw up so frustratingly that he was likely to hear the word

Shortly afterwards he turned around and asked in a calm tone.

What do you think?

'It took me a week to use this, especially to control that movement.

How could you miss me in this instant?

A tone that makes you wonder if it's a serious voice color and actually a question.

But the truth of the matter is Muhi is that he's probably buying time to heal the damage.

But that's the same thing here. Then I thought it would be my hand to go out with him.

When I started discussing how I did it. why. Behind your head, or

Next to what I'm not supposed to do. I felt someone somewhere looking bitter.

It took me a year and a half, and you said for a second.

"Phew."

"Ah?"

Unexpectedly, an irrepressible, indestructible grin leaked.

The figure and voice of some boy like a obstinate one pass, and the excess power is fogged.

Even when there is vigilance, the fear disappears, and the weapon is re-grasped when all you have to do is laugh and flush, such as dull pain.

'Do you... do you feel like giving everything to my dear man?

"............ that's not helpful"

Did they think you were stuck?

Either way, I'm just gonna shake my head if I don't know. Six, but Muhi's.

React to the erection or call a silver dagger on your empty left hand and point the tip of the two swords.

Time buyers have been aware of each other and of the killing that begins in the next moment.

switch. Instead of a light-hearted statement, the two faced each other silently.

battle by the surrounding men, while completely ignoring their anger and the sound of bombardment

It disappeared at the same time without a signal (...).

A red thunder wrapped around a silver meteor and black continued to re-collide in a dueling field no one knew.

A clash no one but them can see. Is it the 'snake' fang or the 'bearer' spear that wins?

The battle between the two factions, which began with the start of the concert, oddly ended the concert.

When we got closer, we were trying to get to the end of it together.

Yes, at the end someone had prepared.